Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Chapter 1024: Chapter 308: Small Town! Strange Man! (Part 5)

Then just when Yuchi was ready to take this opportunity to teach Yin Shuang a lesson, Yin Shuang couldn’t take it anymore and blurted out, ”Cards!”

Yuchi: ”???”

Spitting blood, he reached into his collar with one hand while pinching her little face: ”Cards? I’ve taught you to speak for a month and the only word you’ve learned is ’Cards’? What about the other stuff? All you know is playing cards, you’re bad at it yet you play so much, and it’s always cards?”

Yin Shuang: ”Medicine!”

Yuchi: ”???”

Sweating profusely, muttering:

”It’s over, it’s really over this time. Shuang’Er is beyond saving. Every day it’s either cards or medicine, either on the way to play cards or on the way to take medicine. How did my teaching lead to this? This totally doesn’t seem like a kid taught by honest old Yuchi.”

But Yin Shuang didn’t care, she bit Yuchi’s hand with her silver teeth, tasted the saltiness, spat it out, and squeezed out from his grip. Then she saw a female cultivator approaching from afar, looked at Yuchi excitedly pointing at the group the female cultivator was leading, and loudly exclaimed, ”It’s **!”

”?”

”!”

Yuchi quickly covered Yin Shuang’s mouth, bowing his body darkly as they moved to the roadside. When the female cultivator passed by with a puzzled look, he gave an awkward smile and then sped off, tears welling up in his eyes, feeling like it was all over, that Yin Shuang was hopeless.

How long has it been, not even a month or two? Has it really come to this?

Is my teaching method flawed?

Is this account already messed up? Should I return Yin Shuang to Qi Baiyu and others, get myself a new one to start over?

With a bitter smile, Yuchi found an inn, which was quite empty, but overall gave a simple and elegant feel.

Let’s settle here then, it’s just two streets away from the Gourd Pavilion, convenient for visiting there later, and there’s also a lively street nearby to possibly see some pretty girls in the evening.

Since he’s here, he decided to eat something. Yuchi gritted his teeth, ordered a few dishes, and hid in the corner of the main hall.

He took a bite himself, then fed a bite to Yin Shuang hidden in his collar.

Yuchi took this opportunity to talk to Yin Shuang, especially about not saying such things to other ladies right off the bat.

The innkeeper and the assistant nearby were quite curious.

”What’s up with this guest, seems a bit odd?”

”Not sure, he’s been muttering to himself.”

”Is he talking to himself?”

”Seems like it.”

The two looked at Yuchi’s back, casually whispering, and when a figure appeared by the door, they habitually called out, ”Welcome, are you here to eat or to stay?”

Suddenly a lot of fear flashed in their eyes.

What’s this character?

A man in a black robe carrying a coffin? What’s he doing? Delivering a coffin to us? Here to cause trouble?

They immediately kept silent, and the man glanced around the hall, noticed Yuchi muttering in the corner, flicked his sleeve, placed a two silver pieces on the counter, and walked towards Yuchi.

Innkeeper: ”...”

Assistant: ”...”

The two suddenly went quiet.

The innkeeper hid a two silver coin in his sleeve, staying under the counter, only showing eyes peeking towards the distant corner, same for the assistant, both hiding as if the wooden counter could really fend off any attack.

Done for, the shop probably won’t survive this; as for the young man eating, why did you provoke such a character? Hope you’re okay... of course, even if you’re not, please don’t die in our shop, we still need to do business.

”Oh, Yin Shuang.”

”Life’s like the dishes on a table, if you see a dish you like, don’t eat it first, try tasting other dishes to see how they are.”

”If you find other dishes aren’t to your taste, you can go back to eating the one you like. But if you find some of them also taste good, then you can carefully plan how to distribute your chopsticks to enjoy them all.”

”Have you learned this lesson?”

Yuchi handed Yin Shuang a piece of vegetable like celery.

Yin Shuang held it with both hands, munching away like a hamster, instinctively ignoring Yuchi’s words.

Just as Yuchi was about to gripe, his expression suddenly turned cold, his hand shielding Yin Shuang in his collar, turning to glance aside.

At that glance, he saw a black-robed man carrying a coffin, imposing with an inherent pressure, as not everyone can just walk around with a coffin.

Yuchi sized up the man, then exclaiming in shock, ”Are you Kamado Tanjiro? Coffin Princess Kaya? Or a Guan Yu carrying a coffin for a battle?! Perhaps you are...”