Chapter 809 - 43: Are You Happy?

Chapter 809: Chapter 43: Are You Happy?

"Where’s the husband? No way, I just took a nap, and you’ve lost the husband? Who will warm my bed in the future?"

In the back mountain of Cloud Bamboo, in front of the Desolate Mist, Liu Su widened her eyes, flailing her arms and shouting.

Liu Su suddenly was about to break through while sleeping in bed last night.

To avoid disturbing her, Xia Qinglian set up several arrays outside the room where she stayed, in case they would disturb Liu Su when dealing with Luo Xiaohong.

After all, dealing with a Tao Spirit Body wasn’t about having a numerical advantage; having Liu Su along wouldn’t make much difference.

Liu Su had just broken through to the Fifth-Layer of Nascent Soul, and happily ran out only to hear that Qin Gengyun and the Tao Spirit Body had "perished together" in the relic, which greatly upset her, nearly rushing into the Desolate Mist.

Stopped by Xia Qinglian, she started shouting at everyone.

Xia Qinglian remained silent for a moment, then suddenly picked up Liu Su and walked toward her own dwelling.

"Miss, let me go save the husband!"

"You heal me, and I’ll go."

Xia Qinglian’s face was pale, her voice unusually cold.

"Sister Xia, you’re pregnant, please don’t be impulsive!"

Yun Wu hurriedly advised.

Xia Qinglian turned back: "Once I’m healed, I’ll go in alone. If we don’t come out, please take care of Qinlian Sect."

...

Divine Statue Hall.

"Isn’t it ready yet?"

"Almost done."

Qin Gengyun was sitting in front of a bonfire, grilling Cloud Bamboo, and introducing to Luo Xiaohong who was squatting alongside:

"Cloud Bamboo is different from ordinary bamboo. The bamboo tube contains bamboo mushrooms and bamboo meat infused with Spiritual Energy, which makes it very suitable for grilling."

Luo Xiaohong’s mouth was watering as she kept urging:

"Hurry up and grill it!"

Qin Gengyun replied leisurely: "Delicious food requires patience, especially grilling, where the heat is crucial — too much and it burns, too little and it’s not crispy enough."

Luo Xiaohong looked at his serious side profile: "Your culinary skills are so exceptional?"

Qin Gengyun responded indifferently: "Naturally, when I lived alone in Yunling Town, I cooked for myself every day, how could my cooking skills not be good?"

Moments later, Qin Gengyun finally extracted the bamboo mushrooms and bamboo meat from the bamboo tube, placed them on a plate, and handed them to Luo Xiaohong:

"Try it."

Luo Xiaohong’s eyes lit up, and she shoved a piece of bamboo mushroom into her mouth.

She spat it out immediately, annoyed, looking at Qin Gengyun: "It’s burnt!"

"How could that be?"

Qin Gengyun picked up a piece himself, and moments later, he silently dumped the whole plate away:

"Maybe I’ve been out of practice for too long, let’s start over."

Half a two-hour later.

"Try again."

"...Burnt!"

"..."

Luo Xiaohong pouted angrily, glaring at Qin Gengyun, she pulled out the Five-Colored Short Sword from her bosom, and Qin Gengyun quickly took out his storage bag, from which he removed a pot, a bag of rice, and various ingredients:

"I’m actually not good at grilling, why don’t I make porridge for you?"

Luo Xiaohong looked at him suspiciously: "Are you tricking me again?"

Qin Gengyun laughed heartily: "You see, I carry around a pot and ingredients for porridge, clearly I am skilled at this, how could I deceive you?"

Luo Xiaohong thought about it: "Makes sense, hurry and make it!"

"Making porridge takes time, you might as well rest aside."

Qin Gengyun smiled.

Luo Xiaohong sat down on the spot, the Five-Colored Skirt slightly parted, revealing a fair and smooth thigh, but she seemed unconcerned about gender differences, and simply stared fixedly at Qin Gengyun:

"I want to watch you cook! If it’s bad again, I’ll ruin your cultivation!"

The girl’s voice was crisp and sweet, even the harshest words sounded like she was acting spoiled.

But Qin Gengyun knew she would actually do it, so he focused, recalling how his wife made porridge when they were in Yunling Town, and began imitating her method.

In truth, Qin Gengyun wasn’t very good at making porridge.

Back then, when he was alone, he mostly grabbed a bite at the stall outside Narrow Rain Lane.

It wasn’t until he married Xia Qinglian that his wife cooked for him every day.

At first, she clumsily cooked porridge, then various small dishes, eventually mastering culinary skills, able to make any gourmet dish.

Qin Gengyun suddenly remembered the days with his wife in Yunling Town, and his lips couldn’t help but curve slightly.

"What are you smiling about?"

Luo Xiaohong immediately asked.

"Are you deceiving me again?"

Initially, Luo Xiaohong had a pure Tao Heart, not understanding deception, but after being tricked by Qin Gengyun several times, she began to learn to watch for deceit in others.

Qin Gengyun was honest this time: "I’m not deceiving you, I just thought of something happy."

"What is it?" Luo Xiaohong stayed vigilant.

Qin Gengyun replied: "I remembered how my wife used to make porridge for me."

Luo Xiaohong blinked, clearly this response was beyond her comprehension, it took her quite a while to ask:

"What was it like?"

Qin Gengyun smiled: "Very beautiful, very gentle, very happy."

"Happy?" Luo Xiaohong puzzled: "What is that?"

Qin Gengyun thought for a moment: "How did you feel when you ate the wolf leg my wife roasted?"

Mentioning food made Luo Xiaohong’s eyes shine, she licked her rosy tender lips, "Delicious!"

Qin Gengyun snapped his fingers: "That feeling is happiness!"

He added: "Doing what you want, living the life you choose, being with the person you like, all these are called happiness."

Luo Xiaohong looked bewildered, Qin Gengyun chuckled, suddenly asking her:

"Are you happy?"

Luo Xiaohong thought for a long time, finally answering: "I felt happy eating the roasted wolf leg, not when eating the roasted bamboo."

Qin Gengyun chuckled: "Then are you happy at the Immortal Flying Pavilion? Are you happy fulfilling your sect’s mission when you come down the mountain? Are you happy tearing down the Western Emperor Palace? Are you happy fighting with my wife?"

Qin Gengyun’s four critical questions left Luo Xiaohong’s small face stunned.

This time she pondered for a long while, somewhat distressed, answering: "Not happy in any of those."

Qin Gengyun asked: "Are you only happy when you’re eating?"

Luo Xiaohong corrected: "Not happy when eating the roasted bamboo."

"..."

Qin Gengyun said: "Let’s set aside the roasted bamboo, you see, even ordinary people, happiness comes not only from eating."

"There is happiness when making friends, when playing with friends, when marrying, during the wedding night, even when earning extra silver today, happiness can be felt."

"And you, not happy at the Immortal Flying Pavilion, not happy coming down the mountain, not happy fulfilling sect’s mission, not happy fighting experts, you ah..."

Qin Gengyun sighed, with eyes full of empathy: "You’re so unhappy, what’s the point of living?"

Luo Xiaohong’s eyes widened, her mouth slightly open, murmuring:

"Making friends, playing, marrying, wedding night..."

She suddenly raised her head, looking at Qin Gengyun: "Then I’ll find someone to be friends with, play, marry, and have a wedding night!"