Yun Liao carried the wooden tray and walked out of the Rain Listening Pavilion. He suddenly felt the impulse to do this matter well.
...
Yang Lele walked out of the house, and there was a layer of white stuff on his head. He then patted himself and caused a cloud of dust to kick up.
After that, he glanced at Zhao Qing who was cultivating outside the house and curiously asked, "Don’t tell me you didn’t sleep last night?"
"Is such a goddamn place something people can sleep in?"
A dilapidated house, a lousy mattress, and a place filled with dust. As part of the demon race, they were famous for not being picky about places to sleep in. But right now, even she was filled with extreme contempt for this place.
"No matter what, we are considered geniuses, right? Although we didn’t ask for preferential treatment, we can’t simply let ourselves be ’abused’ like this."
At this moment, Haha suddenly lifted one of its hind legs and started peeing at one of the pillars in the house.
Zhao Qing hurriedly shouted, "Look, even the dog is peeing here."
Yang Lele had a smile on his face as he spoke, "This place is indeed a little dirty. Let’s go, we will look for Elder Yun to discuss this. Although he seems cold on the surface, it is definitely easier to negotiate things with him compared to the sect leader who is always speaking about rules."
Yun Liao was after all the strongest person in the Immortal Sect, so he definitely had some power when he spoke. He should have the authority to arrange the location of their residence.
"Go."
"Sure. I will go and talk to him. If I can’t help you have a better sleeping place, I won’t be qualified as your friend!"
"You said it!"
Zhao Qing smiled. After that, she and Yang Lele strode with large steps and hurried toward the main hall.
After a period of searching, the two of them found Uncle Wang who was currently sunbathing, as well as the mountain dog Haha who had just come back from peeing.
The two of them guessed that other than Yun Liao and Wen Ping, the Immortal Sect only had one more person and a dog.
Yang Lele hesitated for a while before asking, "Uncle, can I ask if you have seen Elder Yun?"
"Who are you?"
Uncle Wang narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Lele.
Yang Lele hurriedly replied, "Uncle, we are newbies that have just joined the Immortal Sect, and we have a matter to look for Elder Yun. However, we can’t find him."
"Oh, you are talking about that gigolo?"
"Gigolo?" Yang Lele helplessly smiled, but he felt that this nickname was really apt. "Right, Uncle. We are looking for him."
"He is inside there." Uncle Wang pointed at the wooden house behind him.
"Thanks, uncle."
After thanking Uncle Wang, Yang Lele pushed the door open and entered. After taking two steps forward, he immediately felt that something was wrong.
Chopping board!
Vegetable knife!
Chopped chili peppers!
And also golden corn!
Wasn’t this place the kitchen?
Zhao Qing couldn’t help but ask after seeing this scene. "Were we lied to by Uncle Wang?"
"That should be impossible, right?"
Yang Lele took another two steps forward and looked skeptically at the person squatting in the corner. He couldn’t help but mumble to himself, "This back view really looks like Elder Yun. Eh, it’s really him! Elder Yun, we would like to discuss something with you. Could you give us some time?"
When Yun Liao heard someone calling him, he turned over and faced them, with a bowl and a wiping cloth in his hands.
Looking at this scene, Yang Lele was shocked. He stumbled and almost fell. "What’s this situation?"
A cultivator at the thirteenth level of Body Refinement was doing dishes in the kitchen!
An ordinary person was sunbathing outside!
Who would believe this if he said it?
Compared to needing to do stuff done by servants, Yang Lele suddenly felt that he had received preferential treatment. He then spoke to Zhao Qing at the side, "I feel that the place we are staying at is pretty good. Let’s go to the gravity field and cultivate."
"Mn, let’s cultivate. I’ll pack the house and clean it this afternoon." Zhao Qing nodded and followed him.
[1] the chinese term for gigolo can also be translated as ’small white/fair face. Uncle Wang is making a reference to Yun Liao’s fair face.