Chapter 37 The Night is Deepening

Yao Yan's return to the courtyard did not cause any disturbance. He was not a big shot and was a low-key person in the past. If he had not caused some disturbance when he "became an apprentice" to a herbal farmer more than three years ago, perhaps the surrounding streets would not have known about him.

In the past, he spent his time practicing and refining pills. Every day, he either went home or to the clan school. He rarely communicated with others.

As a time traveler, Yao Yan, who knows the future, has a strong sense of crisis. He is also well aware that the comfortable life in the pharmaceutical industry is nothing but a castle in the air, and the countdown to its destruction has begun. Especially after knowing that Yao Chen died from the backlash of alchemy, he dared not slack off for a single day.

It was not until these few days that Yao Yan gradually regained some breath of life.

……

In the kitchen that had not been used for many years, Yao Yan was cooking. The smoke was billowing and the aroma was fragrant. As for making a fire... for an alchemist, it was naturally a piece of cake and he could even control the temperature perfectly.

After a while, three dishes and a soup were ready. A bucket of rice was placed on the table, along with a pot of unknown wine from the mercenary's ring.

“It’s delicious and my cooking skills haven’t deteriorated.”

Yao Yan looked at the dish he had cooked, made some satisfied comments, and then sat down on the stone bench under the tree.

Ling'er jumped down from the tree and landed on Yao Yan's shoulder skillfully. She looked at the dishes on the table curiously. She had lived in the Shennong Mountains for many years and naturally had never seen these things. She couldn't help but make a coquettish sound to Yao Yan: "嘤嘤~"

"Taste it?"

Yao Yan obviously understood what she meant. He picked up a piece of braised pork and handed it over, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Ling'er sniffed it, and a hint of hesitation flashed across her emerald green eyes. Because this thing did not contain the essence of plants, it was completely different from the pills she had taken in the past. She hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yao Yan. Perhaps out of trust in Yao Yan, she took a cautious bite, and then her eyes lit up slightly, and she swallowed it in one gulp.

That strange taste was different from the essence of plants and trees. It was a novel taste. Being a foodie, she found it a little hard to resist.

“I really ate it…”

Yao Yan couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene, and then handed over the chopsticks he had prepared, saying, "Eat it yourself, use the chopsticks like this."

Ling'er jumped onto the table, and held two chopsticks with difficulty with her little paws, trying to imitate the movements of picking up food. Suddenly, the chopsticks fell down. Her silly and cute look made Yao Yan laugh out loud. He ignored her out of mischief and let her study the chopsticks while he poured wine and started to taste the food.

This was Yaoyan’s first time drinking alcohol in this world, and it tasted pretty good, spicy with a unique fruity aroma.

Ling'er had a keen nose, she smelled the wine and asked for some directly: "Yingying~"

Yao Yan hesitated for a moment, but still poured Ling'er a glass of wine.

Ling'er followed Yao Yan's example and picked up the wine glass. She first sniffed the smell, then felt it was good, so she drank it in one gulp. Suddenly her whole body trembled, and her pair of big furry ears stood up high. Her bright green eyes stared at Yao Yan, as if she liked the smell very much.

She held the wine glass directly and called to Yao Yan happily: "嘤嘤~"

"..."

Yao Yan was stunned and simply handed over the pot.

Ling'er accepted all the drinks and started drinking from the jug. The gurgling sound of the wine being swallowed could be clearly heard.

"Blowing into the bottle, awesome!"

Yao Yan laughed and gave Ling'er a thumbs up.

However, he obviously underestimated Ling'er's alcohol tolerance. This little girl's alcohol tolerance was just like the amount of drugs she took, like a bottomless pit. After drinking five bottles, she was not drunk at all. In fact, the more she drank, the more energetic she became. Her eyes were so bright that she almost pounced on Yao Yan.

"Okay, I'll give it all to you."

Yao Yan doted on this little guy very much, so he simply took out all the wine in the ring. He was not worried that the other party would get an upset stomach. As Ling'er was the spirit of the strange fire, even if Yao Yan died from drinking, she would not be affected at all.

Ling'er accepted all the drinks and drank one bottle after another. Yao Yan drank in small cups, watching Ling'er drinking with a smile. He was curious whether Ling'er would get drunk. For a pharmacist, this was a very interesting topic.

Soon the answer to this question was found, because Ling'er was drunk. After drinking dozens of bottles, she finally fell on the table, curled up into a ball, and fell asleep holding her tail. Her pair of big ears drooped on both sides, making her look a little cute.

"Really drunk?"

Yao Yan had a strange look on his face, and then his soul power swept through Ling'er's body. He found that there was nothing special about her, and he felt relieved. However, he still felt it was magical. A strange fire spirit could get drunk because of drinking. This was also a strange thing in the strange fire world.

However, this also indirectly illustrates a problem, that is, when Ling'er maintains this form, she cannot use the power of the strange fire.

Yao Yan picked up Ling'er and put her in his arms, lowering his head and whispering, "What a magical little fellow."

Feeling the familiar breath, Ling'er twisted her body, leaned her head on Yao Yan's arms, rubbed it, and then calmed down.

"Whoo~"

The night wind was cool, blowing the dead leaves off the branches.

The night is getting darker.

Yao Yan lay on the roof holding Ling'er in his arms, gently stroking Ling'er's soft hair with his hands, quietly looking at the starry sky of the medicine world. He had a feeling of being in the galaxy. Such scenery used to be there every day, but he had never paid attention to it before.

Perhaps it was because his state of mind had changed that he noticed these scenes other than cultivation.

He may have missed a lot over the years.

"Wow~"

The space beside him suddenly rippled like water waves, and the figure of the herbal farmer appeared in Yao Yan's sight.

The herbalist looked at Yao Yan and transmitted his voice with his soul power: "Young Master, Yao Ding will return home tomorrow. I will seal off the space around his residence, but it will take at most one stick of incense. Once this time is exceeded, the elders of Dan Ding City will notice it and will arrive within a few breaths."

"Where's the strength?"

Yao Yan's expression remained unchanged as he asked the most crucial question.

"Yao Ding will return home tomorrow. Given his parents' personalities, they will definitely host a banquet for relatives and friends. Many of them were accomplices who once murdered Young Master's parents. Most of them are Dou Wangs, and the weak ones are only Dou Lings. With Young Master's strength, he can easily deal with them. The only thing we need to worry about is Yao Ding's former enlightenment teacher in the clan school, who is a six-star Dou Huang."

The herbalist continued to transmit his voice through his soul, then took out a jade bottle from his ring and handed it over.

"This is the Thunder Fire Pill, which is made with the power of thunder and fire triggered when refining the seventh-grade pill. It contains extremely strong destructive power. Even a Dou Zong will be seriously injured if he is not careful. It is enough to deal with him."

"What are you going to do afterward?"

Yao Yan took the Thunder Fire Pill, was silent for a moment, and then transmitted his voice.

The herbalist's expression remained unchanged, and he said softly, "To the outside world, I have always claimed to be the young master's teacher. How can a teacher sit idly by and watch as a disciple wants to avenge his parents? Even if this matter is brought to the attention of the punishment elder, at most he will only be punished or removed from his position, but it won't be fatal."

"Thank you for all these years."

Yao Yan was silent for a moment and spoke slowly.

The herbalist shook his head, with a hint of smile in his tone, and said, "No need to do that, I am just following orders. Besides, I have lived a worthwhile life to see a figure like the young master rise to prominence."

Yao Yan didn't say anything else, let alone what the future would be like.

If one day he really reaches the top, he will naturally repay the kindness of the past. If not, no matter how much you say, it will be useless.

(End of this chapter)