As the system’s notification sounded, Ye Wudu felt a surge of knowledge appear out of nowhere in his mind.
It was as if this knowledge had been imprinted there since birth, completely natural and without the slightest sense of intrusion.
2,000 villain points only allowed him to reach the beginner level. Clearly, Heaven-tier techniques consumed far more villain points.
Judging by the system’s reward scale, if he could raise Murong Wanyin’s favorability to 80 and obtain the ultimate reward… the thought alone was almost beyond imagination.
Before, Ye Wudu had thought that if things went badly, he could just run. Now, however, he had decided to walk this dark path to the very end.
On one hand, increasing Murong Wanyin’s favorability was not as difficult as he had expected. On the other hand, the system’s rewards were simply too tempting.
After all, having finally transmigrated once, he had no intention of becoming a useless waste.
Moreover, based on his experience reading novels, his sister’s character setting resembled that of a female villain.
Without enough strength, if the Abyssal Burial Palace were destroyed in the future, he would likely have no good ending either.
The safest path was still to continuously strengthen himself.
Breaking through from the 1st stage Qi Refining Realm to the next stage, Ye Wudu felt his strength surge once again. Even his abs had gone from four to six.
The cultivation system in this world was simple, divided into nine stages.
Only from the fifth stage onward could one barely be considered an expert.
The patriarchs of large families usually possessed sixth-stage cultivation, while those of top-tier families reached the seventh stage. The sect masters of the Four Great Sects stood at the eighth stage.
Murong Wanyin was already at the eighth stage, one of the top experts of this era.
After learning the techniques and combat skills, Ye Wudu went out and bought a large amount of ice to store 25 kilograms of Flood Dragon Meat.
He converted one of the rooms into an ice cellar specifically for storing food, spending 10 silver tael for the setup.
In truth, using an ice-type formation would have been more convenient, but Ye Wudu did not know how to set formations.
By the time everything was done, it was already late night.
Ye Wudu decided to have a midnight snack and roast some Flood Dragon Meat.
After all, the system had said it could strengthen the physical body. Eating more of it was also a form of cultivation.
Before long, a layer of golden oil beads seeped out from the meat, dripping into the fire with a sizzling sound.
Ye Wudu brushed a layer of honey over it and sprinkled some seasoning. Soon, a rich aroma spread through the air.
This was no ordinary meat fragrance. The scent released by Flood Dragon Meat was far more domineering and intense.
When Ye Wudu turned his head, he was startled. Murong Wanyin had appeared behind him at some unknown moment.
He flipped the meat while saying, “Wife, can you make some sound when you walk?”
Murong Wanyin’s gaze fell on the skewers. Moonlight illuminated her profile, cold and clear like frost, while the flickering firelight reflected in her eyes, making them shine with a startling brilliance.
“What meat?” she asked. Her voice remained cool, yet the slight upward lilt at the end betrayed a hint of anticipation.
Ye Wudu did not hide it, “Flood Dragon Meat. Don’t worry, Wife, it will be ready soon.”
Murong Wanyin asked with a trace of confusion, “Where did it come from? This doesn’t exist in North Desolation City, does it?”
Ye Wudu laughed, “Don’t worry about it. Just wait and enjoy.”
Amber-colored honey sauce flowed along the texture of the meat, and the domineering aroma rushed straight into the nose.
Murong Wanyin took it and gently bit into it.
She gave no comment, yet the cold line between her brows gradually softened, and her beautiful eyes curved slightly like crescent moons.
Seeing her expression, Ye Wudu knew she was satisfied and handed her two more skewers.
Murong Wanyin ate faster and faster. Honey and oil glistened faintly on her lips.
Her cold, aloof face paired with this somewhat unrestrained way of eating created a striking contrast, making her seem vividly alive.
Ye Wudu smiled slightly, “Eat slowly. No one’s going to take it from you.”
Murong Wanyin said while eating, “With such skill, you never roasted for me in these 9 years?”
Ye Wudu roughly understood that she did not like to speak words of praise.
Even though she was clearly satisfied, the way she expressed it sounded more like a complaint.
It was simply her way of speaking, not an actual grievance.
Once one understood this Female Sword Immortal well enough, one would find a certain strange charm in her.
Ye Wudu smiled and apologized, “Sorry, Wife. I’ll roast for you often from now on.”
Murong Wanyin paused slightly, clearly not expecting him to apologize so directly.
“Mm.”
She nodded and lowered her head to continue eating.
Ye Wudu also began tasting the meat himself. The flavor was indeed excellent.
The night breeze brushed through the courtyard. The sweet fragrance of osmanthus mingled with the rich aroma of Flood Dragon Meat, intoxicating the senses.
Murong Wanyin sat on a stone stool, holding a skewer. Moonlight shone on her glossy fingertips and her peerlessly beautiful face.
Ye Wudu leaned against a pavilion pillar, eating roasted meat while admiring both the moonlight and her.
Only at this moment did he truly feel that transmigration was not bad at all.
In his previous life, he had been an orphan with nothing worth holding onto.
Though he had struggled through hardships and achieved some success through sheer effort, compared to what he had now…
It was not even worth mentioning.
Murong Wanyin lifted her eyes and asked, “What are you smiling at?”
She had been secretly watching him and noticed the curve of his lips growing wider as he ate.
Ye Wudu replied, “With such a beautiful Wife, such enchanting moonlight, and such delicious roasted meat… am I not allowed to smile?”
Murong Wanyin’s lips curved slightly as well.
These past few days had been the happiest time she had experienced in 9 years. She hoped it could continue like this.
[Ding! Murong Wanyin’s favorability increased by 2 points. Current favorability: 23.]
Hearing the system’s notification, Ye Wudu felt even happier.
Murong Wanyin suddenly pointed at the pastries on the stone table and asked, “I ate that box of pastries during dinner. Why were they cold?”
Ye Wudu was momentarily stunned, not expecting her to ask such a trivial question.
He answered honestly, “They were given by a neighbor when I bought the courtyard. By dinner time, they had already gone cold.”
Murong Wanyin nodded, “Was it a woman who gave them?”
Ye Wudu could not tell whether she was jealous. Her expression did not seem like it.
After a brief hesitation, he replied, “Yes, her name is Gu Shuang’er.”
Murong Wanyin did not ask further and continued eating the roasted meat.
It felt as though she had only asked casually, without taking it to heart.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Wudu changed the topic, “Wife, will you still sleep in the same room with me?”
Murong Wanyin looked at him and asked in return, “Do you want that?”
What Ye Wudu actually wanted to say was… no.
After all, he was not a eunuch. Having such a beautiful woman lying beside him without being able to touch her was truly unbearable.
Because of the system’s warning, he did not dare make a move while her favorability was low.
At the very least, it had to reach above 60 before she would willingly accept it.
Ye Wudu said righteously, “Of course I want it. How could I sleep without you? Holding my Wife is the most comfortable way to sleep.”
Murong Wanyin nodded slightly, her expression unchanged, “Then I will reluctantly keep you company.”
After finishing their meal, the two returned to the main room to sleep.
Just like before, they each lay on one side without touching.
The bed was larger now, leaving plenty of space between them.
Usually, Ye Wudu would fall asleep the moment his head touched the pillow.
But tonight, no matter what, he could not fall asleep. His body was uncomfortably rigid.
He thought to himself… could that bull whip be this strong? Could the effect last this long?
No…
The system had mentioned that Flood Dragon Meat strengthened the body and vital energy.
If his vital energy was too abundant, then wouldn’t that mean…
Damn it!
This thing was even more nourishing than bull whip!!!
Ye Wudu felt utterly miserable. He silently turned over, enduring it alone.
Murong Wanyin’s delicate brows furrowed slightly.
Previously, he would hold her… even touch her.
Why had he turned his back tonight?
Her thoughts immediately drifted to the pastries. Could it be related to that Gu Shuang’er…?