Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Alright, let's go have a drink with that old guy.

Oh, I almost forgot, that old guy never drank alcohol, only tea.

His absurd logic is that drinking will lead to mistakes and shorten one's lifespan.

In order to live a few more years, it's best to drink tea for health.

It's been so many years, I wonder how that old guy is doing now...

The disheveled old man's gaze fell upon the snowy landscape, and in the distance, there was a villa—that was still the old man's natal magic weapon.

"Then I'll trouble you to make the trip, senior."

The disheveled old man's face darkened slightly. "Now you're calling me 'senior'?"

That kid is just a piece of stinky rock.

If it weren't for the fact that he had no cultivation level, I would have really wanted to beat him up to vent my anger.

That won't work now; I'm afraid I'll punch him to death.

That would be difficult.

After that punch, I reckon this Lord Destroyer will be crying for a long time.

"What do you want to do?"

Fan Jian seemed to sense the danger and quickly moved further away.

The two had been friends since old age and knew each other's temperaments very well.

That old geezer is definitely up to no good now.

Very bad!

Chapter 225 [Just Say You Want to Take Advantage]

In the snow scene.

The two finished fencing.

"Why don't you come and sit in my courtyard?" The swordswoman sheathed her sword and stood there, her face beaming with joy.

I gained a lot from practicing swordsmanship today and improved considerably.

However, after saying it, he paused for a moment.

This isn't good...

Otherwise, forget it.

"Okay."

"..."

Well, that cut off her escape route with a single sentence.

The words have already been spoken, and there's no going back.

The swordswoman's brow twitched slightly, then her mind suddenly cleared.

Transparent and open!

She wasn't the type to act like a timid young girl, and once she let go, she stopped dwelling on it.

Before long, the two arrived at the courtyard.

In the vast mansion, those of high status and position all had their own separate courtyards.

Fan Bingyan's courtyard is located to the east of the villa.

On this cold winter day, snowflakes fluttered down, but in a small courtyard, it felt like entering a fairyland of peach blossoms.

The courtyard is surrounded by a white wall, as white as snow. A layer of pale pink vines entwines the wall, like a natural painting.

Upon entering the courtyard, a field of blooming peach blossoms comes into view.

Even in the midst of ice and snow, the peach blossoms still bloom tenaciously.

The delicate pink petals are as soft as velvet and emit a faint floral fragrance.

In the center of the courtyard is a small pond with crystal-clear water, as clear as a mirror.

The pool is surrounded by lush green flowers and plants, making it look like a fairyland.

A few snowflakes floated on the pond, intertwining with the peach blossoms to create a unique and beautiful scene.

The path winds its way through peach blossom bushes, paved with stone slabs that are clearly visible.

A few remaining peach blossoms are scattered on the low blue stone wall by the roadside, as if waiting for the arrival of spring.

The edge of the yard was a lush green lawn, on which a layer of snow had left a white wedding dress.

"Your yard is quite special; peach blossoms bloom in winter."

Fan Zui reached out and plucked a flower, held it to his nose, and gently sniffed it; the fragrance was delightful.

Within the Marquis's residence, each person's courtyard is different and can be arranged freely.

Moreover, one can cook for oneself or instruct servants to do so.

His villa remains unchanged for millennia and cannot be changed.

He had looked up the name Chiba.

It belonged to the former Grand Preceptor of the Southern Barbarian Empire, but it is unknown why it reappeared in the Qian Yuan Empire and was given to him to use.

Although he was not Chiba's master, he was under its protection.

and many more……

Since Chiba is a Chaos Treasure, it must have its own spirit, which is extremely intelligent.

Moreover, its owner can control it.

In that case, wouldn't his affair with Ju Zi be broadcast live?

I rely on!

We need to ask the old man who Chiba's master really is.

He always felt that this person was right beside him.

I had this idea when I was in Yangzhou.

This person must be right next to him!

On his first visit to the child bride's courtyard, Fan Zui, being a respectable person, naturally couldn't go directly to her room.

Well, what I did just now was simply taking the wrong path.

Next, Fan Zui was completely dumbfounded.

The wood remained in place.

The swordswoman, who was originally mysterious and noble, was now wearing a garden-style apron that shimmered with vibrant colors.

She stood in the kitchen, skillfully manipulating various cooking utensils, as if she were a celestial fairy skilled in cooking.

Her long hair was tied into a high bun, arranged neatly and orderly.

His face was calm, as if he had long been accustomed to it, and his eyes shone like bright stars.

Her slender hands were skillfully chopping the ingredients, and a slight smile played on her lips.

The sword-wielding woman, wearing an apron, quickly focused her eyes while chopping vegetables; her elegant posture and agile figure seemed to depict a work of art.

She seems to have boundless passion and talent for every knife and every pot, and the cooking process is full of her confidence and charm.

This is a female sword immortal who enjoys both cultivation and cooking.

Her technique was skillful and her steps were orderly, like a magnificent dance.

With nimble hands, she skillfully blends various ingredients, the seasonings seemingly dancing at her fingertips, precisely and accurately creating delicious flavors.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of her cooking; each dish exuded an enticing fragrance that made one's mouth water.

Her culinary skills are like a magic paintbrush, turning ordinary ingredients into delicious works of art.

Who could imagine that the sword-wielding woman, renowned throughout the world for her sword-wielding skills, would now be wearing an apron and descending to the mortal realm?

Her exquisite culinary skills seemed to stem from her mastery of boundless wisdom and passion, seamlessly blending her swordsmanship expertise into her cooking.

Her ethereal image combined with the mundane kitchen makes one marvel at her multifaceted talents.

This swordswoman skillfully cut vegetables with her sword intent, transforming the food into a work of art that was both delicious and aesthetically pleasing.

In that instant, her culinary skills seemed to become another form of swordsmanship.

Not long after, the food was served.

Looking at the feast spread before him, Fan Zui was dumbfounded once again.

My understanding of this sword-wielding woman before me has been refreshed once again.

She cooked a total of ten dishes, including both meat and vegetarian options: