The Demon Emperor of the Perfect World

Chapter 573: Knowing that it is the worldly calamity that disturbs the heart

The sound of firecrackers welcomes guests from Chaoyang, and the opening couplets attract millions of gold.

Perhaps it was because the sound of firecrackers was too loud and the red couplets were too festive, the restaurant attracted diners as soon as it opened on a rainy day.

"Boss, serve the wine and the food!"

A group of mercenaries came in, dressed like the Ishimura hunting team, and sat down casually.

In a short while, Yutian, who was the cook and the waiter, served the wine and food.

"The food and wine are here, please enjoy!"

He was polite in front and bowed in the back, looking just like an ordinary servant. If an acquaintance saw him, he would be shocked.

The dignified Demon Lord Lu Tianzun, a mere immortal, actually worked as a chef and waiter in this lower world.

Not to mention outsiders, even the witch had never thought of it.

She, the dignified Saint Maiden of Jie Tian Dao, a powerful being in the supreme realm, and her immortal husband, lived in seclusion in this novice village.

One runs errands and cooks for people, and the other one counts and collects money at the counter.

She was happy to do this just for the sake of keeping Yutian company, and she wished they could spend every day together like this.

"Boss, your cooking skills are amazing, and your wife is very pretty. This is the place for your shop. It's worth it. But... the Great Wilderness is too chaotic and dangerous here. Why did you two choose to open a shop here?"

A group of mercenaries praised him highly. The leader gave Yutian a thumbs up and asked curiously.

"You flatter me. If I like you, I'll come more often."

In front of outsiders, the first-class fools praise themselves, the second-class fools praise their wives, and the third-class fools praise their sons. Smart people will be humble and instead praise others.

On rainy days, I put on a professional smile and pretended to be under pressure from life.

"Yes, yes..."

The mercenary leader smiled and nodded, then took a gulp of liquor, with a complicated expression, muttering to himself:

"If I could live like this every day."

"... "

It is a taboo to talk about deep things with someone you are not familiar with. Don't talk on a rainy day.

What I said before was just politeness.

Just as Yutian turned around to entertain other customers, two young men, several years apart in age, came into the store, one after the other.

However, the former seemed to be a little beggar, fleeing from famine or hiding from enemies.

His aura was like that of someone who had just started practicing cultivation, and was only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person.

The latter was better, wearing a beast skin skirt, and ornaments bracelets and necklaces made of beast teeth and horns, and it was obvious that he had some skills that could save his life.

It is equivalent to reaching the highest level of the Blood Realm and is about to reach the strength of the Cave Heaven.

On a rainy day, two people were served food. One ate voraciously, while the other ate with a heavy heart.

"Boss, I don't have any money, can I buy on credit?"

But when it came to checkout, the little beggar looked embarrassed. He hesitated for a moment, then wrapped his clothes tightly. It was obvious that he had a treasure in his arms, but he was extremely cautious and did not dare to show any of it.

The witch looked at the little beggar with interest, and then watched with a smile how to deal with the rain.

Yutian looked helpless and waved his hand casually.

"If you don't have it, then don't buy it on credit. It's just a meal. There's no need to buy it on credit!"

The little beggar was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Thank you, boss! You are a good person. Don't worry, I will repay you when I return from the Great Wilderness after becoming stronger!"

The little beggar happily walked out of the door, then poked his head out from behind the door, patted his chest and said proudly:
"Boss, don't worry! You won't lose money by investing in a meal for a future immortal. When I become stronger in the future, I will definitely help you take off!"

After saying this, the little figure quickly disappeared.

It is obvious that as long as the protagonist has the fate, the immortal journey of a future big boss will begin.

"puff!"

The witch burst into laughter.

"... "

It's a rainy day and I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

"That child has a priceless bone in his arms!"

The witch laughed.

"I know, nineteen king beast treasure bones, top-level fairy king magic, this child is also extraordinary!"

Yutian gestured to the witch to another young man who was worried.

With both of them's cultivation level, they could both feel it.

This young man has the remnant soul of a religious leader in his body, but the remnant soul of the religious leader has no ill will towards the young man.

"Boss, boss lady!"

After the young man had eaten and drunk his fill, a shy look appeared on his resolute face, and he looked at Yutian and the other man awkwardly.

"Why, you have no money, little guy?" The witch laughed.

Even on rainy days I can only smile bitterly.

"Uh... No! No! I have money, I can pay the bill with them!"

The young man quickly waved his hands, took out a few precious bones from his waist, and generously gave them all to the witch, without any fear of attracting the covetousness of outsiders.

Looking at his confident look, both of them knew that he was a little genius.

The witch weighed the precious bone in her hand and teased the boy cunningly:
"It's not a fine jade either, little brother. Isn't it because you don't have money?"

"Uh... this, can't this be used as money?"

The boy scratched his head.

"Sure! Did you have something to ask? Tell me!"

A few bones of ordinary blood-moving beasts are more than enough to pay the bill. Of course, even if he can't afford it, Yutian doesn't care about a few meals.

"Um... Boss, Boss Lady, you two are both handsome and pretty. You both look like you have seen the world. I want to learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Where can I get a lesson?"

The boy asked eagerly.

Hearing this, Yutian smiled and shook her head, and the witch trembled.

"Puchi! Little brother, you have good taste! Although we like to hear your words, how do you know that we have seen the world? Elegant things like music, chess, calligraphy and painting are not something that we two peasant women and farmers have the money and time to learn."

"Little guy, you are on the edge of the wilderness. If you don't work hard to get a good reputation, you should work hard to practice. You look like a cultivator. You should practice well and focus on your strength. Learning music, chess, calligraphy and painting is putting the cart before the horse."

As soon as I heard what the witch and Yutian said.

The boy was immediately unhappy.

He immediately explained:

"Although what you two said is right, everyone has their own way of living. It is not necessary to become strong or become an official."

The witch became interested.

"Oh! What do you think, little brother?"

"Bah! I'm not your little brother, how can you call me that? A real man has a real manly name!"

The witch's call of "little brother" aroused the boy's sense of shame.

"Pfft!"

"Okay then! Keep talking, little man. We are listening!"

Looking at the boy's blushing face, Yutian and the witch already had an idea in mind.

Young Muai.

Learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Unless someone from a wealthy family wants to cultivate his sentiments.

Otherwise, with an ordinary background and still learning these things during his hard-working period, this young man has no other reason than to have a lover and seek love or a mate.

As expected, the young man spoke next, his face filled with happiness, yearning, and obsession.

"I've fallen in love with our village's spiritual master, but I only know how to practice. I can't get close to her or get her attention for a long time."

"So you heard about music, chess, calligraphy and painting from somewhere, and you want to use them to attract the attention of the spirit master in your village and win her heart?"

The eyes become very strange on rainy days.

I always feel like I've seen this young man somewhere before.

The witch's eyes also looked extremely strange.

He looked at the rainy day, then at the young man.

"Is the sacrificial spirit of your village also a willow tree?"

"Yeah! Right... uh, no, it's a peach tree!"

The revelation just now made the boy socially dead, and his speech was somewhat incoherent.

"Peach tree!? Then, are you guys called Peach God?"

The witch's eyes became even weirder.

"You! How do you know?"

The boy looked surprised.

"It really is?"

God, the Peach God!
Listening to the words of the witch and the young man, Yutian couldn't bear to watch anymore.

This peach god combined with the original body, just heard that the thin branches are bearing abundant fruits. It goes without saying that it must be extremely beautiful, very good looking, and must be good at giving birth.

However, compared to the tender green willow (well, the kind of tenderness that can kill the leader with one branch, and beat the Immortal King nine times in nine places, and one hit without a sound).

You can tell by just hearing the name.

The Peach God is not as easy to overthrow as the Willow God. At least for this young man, there is certainly not much hope for the Peach God.

(End of this chapter)