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Chapter 18: Who Works the Hardest? · Oct 27, 2026

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1 Chapter 1: Master, Have Some Tea 2026-10-27
2 Chapter 2: Proficiency Panel 2026-10-27
3 Chapter 3: Repairing the Ruined Home 2026-10-27
4 Chapter 4: Inventorying Possessions 2026-10-27
5 Chapter 5: The Crybaby White Furred Ball 2026-10-27
6 Chapter 6: First Tier Spirit Grass, Silver Scale Flower 2026-10-27
7 Chapter 7: Myat Pill Pavilion 2026-10-27
8 Chapter 8: The Coldhearted Black-Haired Munchkin 2026-10-27
9 Chapter 9: No Loss 2026-10-27
10 Chapter 10: Unbelievable Disciples 2026-10-27
11 Chapter 11: Iron Sword, Gold Medallion 2026-10-27
12 Chapter 12: Frenzied Proficiency Boost! 2026-10-27
13 Chapter 13: Success! 2026-10-27
14 Chapter 14: Selling Spirit Grass 2026-10-27
15 Chapter 15: The First Pot of Gold 2026-10-27
16 Chapter 16: Heavy Body Technique, Geng Metal Technique 2026-10-27
17 Chapter 17: A Thief at Home! 2026-10-27
18 Chapter 18: Who Works the Hardest? 2026-10-27
19 Chapter 19: Practicing the Cultivation Technique 2026-10-27
20 Chapter 20: The Disciple’s Secret 2026-10-27
21 Chapter 21: Setting Out 2026-10-27
22 Chapter 22: Three Thousand Great Mountains 2026-10-27
23 Chapter 23: The Past—Snowy Night 2026-10-27
24 Chapter 24: Zhiwei’s Physique 2026-10-27
25 Chapter 25: Jade-Scaled Snake 2026-10-27
26 Chapter 26: Qing Jun’s Origins 2026-10-27
27 Chapter 27: Hibernation 2026-10-27
28 Chapter 28: Jade Lizard Association 2026-10-27
29 Chapter 29: People Not Worth Caring About 2026-10-27
30 Chapter 30: Rekindled Fighting Spirit 2026-10-27
31 Chapter 31: Sudden Wealth! 2026-10-27
32 Chapter 32: New Home 2026-10-27
33 Chapter 33: Spiritual Medicine Supply Channels 2026-10-27
34 Chapter 34: Cultivation! 2026-10-27
35 Chapter 35: With Disciples for Company 2026-10-27
36 Chapter 36: Diligent Cultivation! Breakthrough! 2026-10-27
37 Chapter 37: The Sinister Female Cultivator 2026-10-27
38 Chapter 38: Zhiwei, Disappointment 2026-10-27
39 Chapter 39: Settling Down 2026-10-27
40 Chapter 40: A Handled Matter 2026-10-27
41 Chapter 41: The Disappeared Disciples 2026-10-27
42 Chapter 42: Unease 2026-10-27
43 Chapter 43: Undercurrents 2026-10-27
44 Chapter 44: Too Uncanny! 2026-10-27
45 Chapter 45: Sinking Gold 2026-10-27
46 Chapter 46: Zhiwei’s Snow Cat 2026-10-27
47 Chapter 47: Geng Metal Qi, Limit Break! 2026-10-27
48 Chapter 48: Tailing 2026-10-27
49 Chapter 49: Demon Hunting 2026-10-27
50 Chapter 50: Crimson Eyes 2026-10-27

Chapter 18: Chapter 18: Who Works the Hardest?

He knew all too well the rules of the shelters,

Those who sneaked in yesterday to swipe some ointment would dare step on the bed tomorrow and cut your throat.

The people here live like stray dogs, their eyes turning red at the scent of a little oil.

This bunch of scoundrels are not ones to live in peace.

Out of money, they naturally resort to stealing from others!

What puzzled Chen Ye was,

The rotten reputation of his previous self was notorious nearby, the house was so dilapidated it was uninhabitable, dirt poor.

Who would be idle enough to come and steal from a do-nothing cultivator’s home like this?

Firstly, there wasn’t anything of value at home.

Secondly, the previous self was at least a Fourth-Layer Qi Cultivator, if caught, it would mean a deadly feud.

Not gaining much but needlessly making an enemy of a Fourth-Layer Qi Cultivator — it wouldn’t be worth it.

”Is it Taoist Zhang?”

Chen Ye’s finger rubbed the hilt of the Iron Sword, the ash-covered cloth wrapping the hilt rustled as it fell.

Taoist Zhang couldn’t be happier without smoke, always holding that pipe of his between his lips.

Stealing and not forgetting to smoke sounds absurd.

But if it were a scoundrel like Taoist Zhang, it would make some sense.

Moreover,

He just happened to cross Taoist Zhang, and Taoist Zhang had been witnessing Chen Ye’s transformation.

That asshole, he possibly thought Chen Ye had some kind of stroke of luck.

As the saying goes, once is happenstance, twice is coincidence.

This time, since Taoist Zhang didn’t find the stroke of luck he suspected, he certainly wouldn’t be content!

Chen Ye quietly tightened his grip on the Bone-Scraping Whip, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes.

He just wanted a peaceful life, but he also understood that in the Cultivation Realm, peace was the hardest thing to find...

Chen Ye took two ledgers from his arms and placed them on the table, counting the Spirit Stones.

The Silver Scale Flower brought him a generous income, procuring eighteen Spirit Stones.

Even though he spent quite a bit at the market today, he still had significantly more Spirit Stones left than before.

Altogether, there were fifteen Spirit Stones and twenty-three Spiritual Sands!

The Spirit Stones clinked against each other melodiously,

Chen Ye listened to this pleasant sound, taking several deep breaths before his face calmed down.

Better not let the two young girls worry...

No matter what the disciples thought of him, ultimately he was the head of the family and couldn’t lose composure first.

Thinking so, he stepped out of the storage room.

The two young girls hadn’t rested a bit, busy as industrious little bees.

Zhiwei struggled, carrying the grains upon her back, arranging them neatly in the kitchen.

While Qing Jun crouched behind the stove adding firewood, stuffing dry straw into the stove, the flames licking the iron pot crackling loudly.

The little Face of the White Furred Ball was flushed red:

”Master, Qing Jun will cook in a moment!”

This little girl took it seriously?

Chen Ye casually pulled over a small stool, placing it in front of the stove.

Caught in the nervous gaze of the little girl, he lifted her up, setting her on the stool.

The White Furred Ball stood on the stool, fumbling with her fingers timidly:

”M-Master?”

Chen Ye gave a gentle smile: ”Master is waiting for Qing Jun’s cooking. Let Master help you by adding the fire.”

He sat behind the stove, helping the little girl add firewood.

The little girl was so short that she had to stand on the stool just to reach the spatula.

Yet, Chen Ye was content watching the little girl huff and puff, stirring the pot.

He believed that once spoken, words should be fulfilled as much as possible, not easily retracted.

Over time, he hoped to gradually build a reliable image in their hearts.

”Master, how big should the beef be cut?”

Qing Jun held the handle of the kitchen knife with both small hands, troubled by the beef on the cutting board.

She hesitated for a moment, then softly asked Chen Ye.

”About the size of your fist,” Chen Ye, full of mischievous ideas.

The little girl earnestly compared it to her little fist.

This big...?

Gradually, it seemed Qing Jun also grew bolder.

Every now and then, she would ask:

”Master, what spices should I add?”

”Master, do we need to add salt?”

”Master...”

Initially, Chen Ye could answer patiently.

But his responses only seemed to give the little girl more confidence, prompting a never-ending stream of questions.

And Chen Ye couldn’t simply ignore them, because if he did, Qing Jun would think she had annoyed him and become uneasy...

Eventually, Chen Ye’s head was filled with the childish questions of his little disciple.

Even when it was time to eat, it seemed as if Qing Jun’s questions echoed in his ears.

By this time,

The room had been tidied up by the eldest disciple, neatly arranged with the folding table and chairs Chen Ye had just purchased placed in the living room.

It barely resembled the feeling of home.

Zhiwei was kneeling on Chen Ye’s bed, meticulously changing the new bedding for him.

Her lips were slightly thin, her fringe covering most of her eyes, occasionally revealing an extremely calm gaze.

Regardless of the clamor from the kitchen, she focused on her own task.

The Black Furred Ball was still young in age but naturally carried aloofness and indifference.

No wonder she is destined to be the Forgetful Goddess, high above, untouched by mortal affairs...

Just a casual act.

Thinking this, Chen Ye’s hand started acting on its own.

”Master!”

Zhiwei’s cold voice sounded startled again.

Chen Ye jolted, realizing he had unknowingly lifted the elder girl, still holding onto the clean bedding, her little face looking up at him stiffly.

Ahem...

Just a casual act.

Such a young age, why so cold and distant?

He didn’t want his disciple to become that cold-blooded Goddess in the future.

Chen Ye was determined to melt the coldness of the Black Furred Ball with the love of a master.

”Zhiwei has worked hard too.”

Chen Ye feigned nonchalance, reaching out to take the bedding the elder girl was hugging.

I must say, the big girl was holding it quite tightly.

Chen Ye grasped the bedding, attempting to pull it away, and instinctively, the elder girl clung onto it with both arms and legs.

Looking up, she defiantly stared at him.

The scattered fringe lay across her inky black pupils, exuding an ice-cold air that warned others to keep their distance.

The ice-cold Fairy, so often depicted in novels, must have a demeanor like this?

Chen Ye blinked,

But before him was clearly a skinny black-haired little girl.

”Good, listen to the master.”

Listening to the man coax Qing Jun, the Black Furred Ball’s eyes rarely showed a touch of shyness and annoyance.

Chen Ye continued as he was, exerting some effort to ”snatch” the bedding.

He led the Black Furred Ball to the dining table and naturally seated her in a chair.

The elder girl sat with her back straight, her little hands on her knees, her whole body stiff.

Beneath her fringe, her eyes blinked frequently,

Realizing only after a while, was the master going to feed her??

”...”

The Black Furred Ball rarely started to regret it, had she known, she would have obediently gone to eat that day.

It made Chen Ye think that unless he fed her, she wouldn’t eat?

But now that she was already sitting in the chair,

To say, ”I can eat obediently on my own” was already unspeakable!

Next time, next time she must state it in advance!

The busy White Furred Ball shuffled around, bustling between the kitchen and the living room.

She brought the dishes she had cooked to the table, her little face for the first time showing a hint of a smile.

Hehe... seems like cooking is kinda fun?

Qing Jun felt quite accomplished, wiping the sweat off her forehead, panting with exhaustion.

The little girl inadvertently glanced over, suddenly stunned.

Master and her senior sister...

They had,

already sat at the table waiting to eat?

Qing Jun didn’t dare waste the master’s time, quickly climbing onto a chair.

Secretly observing her senior sister across the table.

Her senior sister seemed very nervous.

Before, Qing Jun always thought her senior sister was strong, blocking in front of her as if nothing could harm her.

But when her senior sister was being fed by the master, she realized her senior sister was quite small.

Suddenly, she clutched the rim of the bowl, eating gloomily.

Obviously...

She was the one who had worked hard cooking...

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