Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

Chen Ming and Lucifer set out the bowls and chopsticks together, and laid out all the dishes.

Everyone had taken their seats, except for Dongyi, who was still fiddling with things. Lucifer frowned, walked over, and asked—

"What are you doing? Time to eat."

“Lucifer…”

Dongyi wasn't so afraid of Lucifer anymore. She scratched her head and said—

"I'll try this formation again. You guys eat first."

"...Is this thing important?"

This was the first time Lucifer had ever seen Dong Yi so careless about food.

Dong Yi said—

“Our school has a live broadcast service for real-world competitions. We set up some competitions for people to participate in, and then let everyone broadcast them to learn. I want to make contact with them first.”

"I see, then let me take a look."

Lucifer looked at what Dong Yi had drawn, a glint of light flashing in his red eyes, and then gently pointed his slender white finger towards the center.

The patterns on it were instantly covered in purple, gleaming with an eerie light. Then, a progress bar suddenly appeared on the landlady's phone screen, with a sword on it, slowly increasing in progress.

Dong Yi said in surprise—

"Lucifer also understands our formations?"

"No, I don't understand. I just exerted my power."

As the saying goes, great strength makes bricks fly.

Chapter 40: Is Lü Bu a girl?

Dong didn't eat properly. He picked up a few dishes from his rice bowl and went back to his original spot. He propped up the landlady's phone with a phone stand and then stared at the screen.

Chen Ming casually tossed a spare rib to Cerberus, who stretched her neck, bit into it, and then crunched and chewed it up, bone and all.

He looked at the landlady and said—

"You're just going to let her mess with your phone like that?"

"It's okay, I'm not playing anyway."

The landlady was very easy to talk to. But Chen Ming was a little curious, so he held his rice bowl and moved closer to the sword fairy, looking at the screen, and said—

"What are you looking at? You're not even eating your food properly."

“You can learn something by watching martial arts demonstrations and observing others.”

As the sword fairy spoke, she shoveled a mouthful of rice into her mouth. Her pink lips were slightly oily, and she was wearing slippers. She lifted one foot and rubbed it against an itch.

Chen Ming was somewhat incredulous and asked—

"You actually study seriously?"

"What do you mean I can actually study?"

"Because since you arrived here, I haven't seen you cultivate or anything. You only performed a flying sword demonstration once on the first day."

Chen Ming felt that this girl would never take the initiative to study unless someone was pushing her to do so; she had absolutely no self-motivation.

Dong Yi glanced at him with his brown eyes, then said somewhat guiltily—

"Work and rest should be balanced, and besides, I can't go out..."

Why can't we go out?

"...I'm still being held under house arrest!"

"You know you're under house arrest? Seeing you so carefree every day, I thought you'd forgotten about it."

Chen Ming felt that she had been corrupted by life here. According to Lucifer, she spent all her time in her room playing computer games, eating, playing until she was tired, and then sleeping.

Why does it seem like she's having such a good time here that she doesn't want to leave?

Chen Ming shook his head and said—

"If you want to go out and practice or something, that's fine, but don't stay home playing games all day, you'll just get moldy."

"...Can you be a little more professional?"

"What? What's your major?"

"Since you're going to imprison me, then try your best to keep me from leaving. Be a dutiful prisoner, okay? If you're going to do something, do it properly."

Dong Yi looked so self-righteous. So this girl is really shameless... Well, actually, I had a feeling about her from the beginning because she was so familiar with me.

Chen Ming tapped her smooth forehead with his finger and said—

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean by imprisonment? You're using such an offensive term."

"Is not it?"

"...Okay, it might be somewhat similar, but you seem quite happy that I haven't treated you unfairly."

"You've already ruined him. He seems happy on the surface, but secretly he just sticks out his tongue, just like that one over there. He's your dog."

Dong Yi pointed to Cerberus, who was gnawing on a large piece of bone. She was wearing that black collar the whole time, and it seemed she didn't intend to take it off.

Chen Ming was speechless for a moment. This sword fairy lady knew more and more. Maybe she had found his collection.

After all, he spends all day playing on his computer.

He said—

"Since you said it yourself, I'm not a professional, so you still need to train and cultivate your... true qi? Is it true qi?"

"Pretty much. If you like, you can call it X Carat, that's fine too, as long as you're not worried about copyright infringement."

"Let's just call it True Qi. I'm still afraid of getting a lawyer's letter."

Chen Ming shook his head, then paused, and said—

"Don't change the subject. You really need to study hard. Would you rather fail every time?"

"You were the one who changed the subject..."

What an unreasonable man! Dongyi rolled her eyes. She always felt that he was a bit like a mother hen, annoying to death, but everything he said was for your own good.

I hate the phrase "it's for your own good" the most.

Sometimes, being kind and considerate of others can be annoying, so it's important to find the right balance.

Chen Ming saw Dong Yi's cheeks puff out slightly, knowing he couldn't push her any further. He sighed, patted her head, and said—

"You mean the martial arts demonstration is only happening today? Why is it being taken so seriously?"

"No, it happens almost every day, but today the strongest person is performing."

"The strongest?"

Chen Ming also reacted when he heard the word "strongest". After all, for a man, strong fighting power is also a kind of romance.

Dong Yi was also somewhat excited, and said—

"Yeah, yeah, that's the one we all agree is the strongest, everyone's convinced."

Who is it?

"Lu Bu!"

"...!?"

Wait a minute?

Lü Bu? Is that Lü Bu?

Chen Ming's mind suddenly went blank. His mind was filled with thoughts of filial piety, unparalleled virtue, and slaves of three surnames... Ugh, slaves of three surnames.

Is it really that Lü Bu?

His expression was very strange, but he felt that even if the ancients really had lived for so long, it wasn't unbelievable, after all, he had seen all sorts of demons and sword immortals.

Dong Yi ignored Chen Ming's dilemma.

The phone screen showed what appeared to be a man and a woman facing each other on a very high mountain.

The boy's black robes had a traditional, ancient feel. The other girl wore something similar to what Dongyi had worn before: a blue top and a black skirt, a retro-style school uniform from the Republican era.

It gives you a feeling of being out of place in time and space.

Chen Ming looked at the man, rested his chin on his hand, and said—

"Is this Lu Bu? He doesn't look very imposing."

"What's so powerful?"

Dong Yi looked at Chen Ming with a puzzled expression. Chen Ming pointed at the man and said—

"Him? I thought all ancient generals were very burly, but he doesn't seem to be."

"...He's not Lü Bu, and Lü Bu was never a general, was he?"

"Hey?"

Chen Ming was stunned. He no longer understood what Dong Yi was talking about and could only tilt his head.

Dong Yi slapped his forehead and said—

"Ah, I see. You mean the Lü Bu from the Three Kingdoms that I was talking about? No, Lü Bu is just a nickname we use."

She pointed to the girl in the picture and said—

"She is the Lü Bu we are talking about."

"..."

A girl? Chen Ming really didn't know how to react. Why would a girl have a nickname like Lü Bu?

At this moment, the figures in the scene began to move. The man frowned, looking as if a formidable enemy was imminent, and took the initiative to rush forward and strike first, while the girl watched silently.

Clang!

The flying sword was drawn from its sheath.