Ye Wudu was browsing through battle techniques.
[Ding! Detected that the host is studying Minor Thunder Fist. Spending 2,000 villain points can elevate it to the perfected stage. Proceed with learning?]
“Learn.”
[Ding! 2,000 villain points deducted. Learning Minor Thunder Fist for the host. All knowledge is being transmitted into the host’s sea of consciousness…]
[Reminder: Remaining villain points: 1,000.]
As the knowledge surged into his mind, Ye Wudu completely mastered this battle technique.
Not just basic understanding… it was directly elevated to the perfected stage.
The proficiency levels of techniques were divided into five stages: beginner, minor mastery, major mastery, perfected, and Saint Entry.
An average cultivator would need two to three years to cultivate a Low-grade Profound-tier technique to the perfected stage.
But with villain points, Ye Wudu could achieve it instantly, saving an enormous amount of time.
It seemed that upgrading Profound-tier techniques required far fewer villain points.
After all, the same 2,000 points had only brought the Devouring Heaven Blood Transformation Art to the beginner stage.
After mastering the technique, Ye Wudu left the study and went to the bath chamber for a comfortable soak.
He and Murong Wanyin had already finished dinner. He had cooked a few dishes for her, while he continued eating Flood Dragon Meat.
He planned to deal with the Liu family personally rather than letting Xing Xiuyuan handle it. The main reason was to temper his own strength and gain real combat experience.
Relying on background alone to resolve everything would make growth difficult.
Xing Xiuyuan’s earlier reminder had already revealed that Liu Yu had gone to seek help, which was why he had suddenly acted.
That old fox was cunning. Not daring to test him personally, he had used Xing Xiuyuan instead.
If Ye Wudu hadn’t happened to be the Young Master of the Abyssal Burial Palace, his wife would have had to step in herself.
The door suddenly opened, and Murong Wanyin walked in.
She had never come in while he was bathing before.
Ye Wudu asked curiously, “Wife, are you here to bathe with me?”
Murong Wanyin looked at his bare body, her face flushing slightly. She shook her head and handed him a silver pouch.
Ye Wudu opened it and saw 50 silver taels inside.
“This is what I earned recently. It’s for you.”
He originally wanted to say he didn’t need it… he wasn’t short of money and she could keep it for herself.
But seeing the expectation in her eyes, he changed his words at the last moment.
“Thank you, wife. You’re the best. I really love you. From now on, any money you earn should be handed to me, understood?”
As he spoke, he reached out and gently caressed her cheek.
Although his hands were still wet, Murong Wanyin didn’t mind. A faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on her face.
She truly enjoyed the process of giving him money… and being praised by him.
“Mm.”
Murong Wanyin nodded, looking as if she would work even harder to earn money for him in the future.
Ye Wudu asked again, “You’re really not coming in to bathe with me?” This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
Murong Wanyin thought for a moment. “Next time.”
When a woman says next time… it means something.
It wasn’t that she resisted… she was just shy.
Ye Wudu naturally wouldn’t force her. What he wanted most wasn’t her body… but her favorability.
After Murong Wanyin left, Ye Wudu also stood up, dried himself, and prepared to head out.
He intended to visit Li Mazi.
After bidding Murong Wanyin farewell, he went to the headquarters of the Black Cloud Gang.
“Gang leader!”
Seeing Ye Wudu, all the gang members bowed respectfully.
Though their movements were uncoordinated and messy, their respect was genuine.
Ye Wudu didn’t mind and went straight to see Li Mazi, who was still lying on the bed.
His entire body was wrapped in bandages, looking like a mummy.
“Greetings, Gang Leader! Please forgive me for not being able to get up and greet you properly!”
Li Mazi was overwhelmed with gratitude when he saw Ye Wudu personally come to visit him.
His admiration for Ye Wudu had reached its peak.
Xing Xiuyuan’s attitude that day was still vivid in his memory.
He couldn’t even begin to imagine what kind of figure his gang leader truly was.
Ye Wudu waved his hand. “It’s fine. You’ve suffered this time. How long will it take to recover?”
Li Mazi replied, “Thanks to the high-grade healing pill given by Hall Master Xing, I should recover in three to five days.”
Ye Wudu nodded slightly. “Once you recover, I’ll take you on a big job.”
Li Mazi’s eyes lit up. “How big?”
Ye Wudu said calmly, “We’ll wipe out the Liu family completely.”
Li Mazi’s hair stood on end. Was it really going to be this big?
After checking on Li Mazi, Ye Wudu returned home.
Today, Murong Wanyin hadn’t gone out to set up her stall. Instead, she had bought ingredients and was busy cooking in the kitchen.
She felt that she hadn’t cooked in many days and wanted to make an effort.
Although she liked Ye Wudu’s recent changes and loved the food he made, she felt she should also contribute.
As for earning money for him through her stall… she didn’t consider that a sacrifice. That was something she should do.
Watching the unparalleled Female Sword Immortal, who stood at the pinnacle of the world, personally cooking for him… paired with her ethereal yet cool beauty…
Ye Wudu felt the scene was almost unreal… yet filled with warm, human charm.
“Wife, it smells amazing!”
Ye Wudu walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.
Murong Wanyin froze slightly. This was the first time he had hugged her like this while she was cooking.
In the past, he seemed to dislike the kitchen’s mess and smell. You are reading on g.com, the official source.
Her hands didn’t stop moving as she replied softly, “What dish isn’t fragrant?”
Ye Wudu lowered his head and took a deep breath at her delicate neck. “I meant you.”
Murong Wanyin’s face flushed slightly, unsure how to respond.
His warm breath brushed against her ear, making her whole body feel soft and weak… she almost dropped the spatula.
“Go wait outside!”
Flustered, Murong Wanyin tried to drive him away.
Ye Wudu kissed her soft cheek. “Alright. I’ll wait in the pavilion.”
After he left, Murong Wanyin let out a breath and continued cooking…
Ye Wudu leaned against a pillar in the pavilion, leisurely admiring the scenery.
If only Murong Wanyin would never regain her memories… life like this was quite pleasant.
He wouldn’t mind living like this forever.
Unfortunately, such peaceful days would last less than a year.
When Murong Wanyin came out carrying the dishes, the last rays of sunset happened to fall on her.
Her clothes were stained with water and oil, her face slightly flushed from the heat of the stove, fine beads of sweat on her forehead, a few strands of hair sticking to her temples.
This lively, domestic appearance made it hard to associate her with the cold and aloof Female Sword Immortal.
A plate of stir-fried vegetables, a plate of braised tofu, a plate of stir-fried Flood Dragon Meat, and a bowl of soup.
Ye Wudu stepped forward to help and sniffed. “So fragrant! Who is it that married such a beautiful, gentle, and virtuous wife?”
Murong Wanyin lowered her head, a little embarrassed by the praise.
The two sat facing each other, each with a bowl of rice, and began eating.
Ye Wudu picked up a piece of tofu first.
The tofu was soft and tender, trembling slightly as he picked it up, as if it might break at any moment.
When he put it in his mouth, the outer layer was lightly golden and crisp, while the inside was silky smooth like cream. The sauce was perfectly balanced, with a hint of sweetness. It tasted excellent.
“Delicious! With your cooking skills, if you claim second place, who in the world would dare claim first?”
As he ate, Ye Wudu generously offered praise.
“You.”
Murong Wanyin answered seriously.
She truly believed her cooking wasn’t as good as his.
Ye Wudu laughed, “You and I are one. Why divide first and second? We share first place.”
Murong Wanyin smiled softly and said nothing.
Even she hadn’t noticed that she had been smiling more often lately.
“You said it’s good for your body. Eat more.”
Murong Wanyin personally placed some Flood Dragon Meat into Ye Wudu’s bowl.
Ye Wudu thought to himself… is this girl getting restless and wanting to play?