CHAPTER 33: CHAPTER 32: PUREHEARTED CULTIVATOR OU MINGDONG

Wang Shiye was in the midst of laughing and talking when a strange feeling spread throughout his body. It seemed as if he had grown sturdier after eating too much, but the next moment, he suddenly found himself feeling ravenous again.

He picked up his chopsticks and started grabbing dishes continuously, his speed increasing, leaving the cultivator across from him looking astonished.

In the end, Wang Shiye threw his chopsticks onto the table and started using his hands instead, sweeping the food off the table like a whirlwind.

The waiter’s serving speed gradually couldn’t keep up, so he turned to other tables, grabbing plates and pouring them into his mouth, ignoring the strange looks from others, one plate after another.

"What’s up with this guy?"

Very soon, someone was displeased; out of the seven or eight tables on the second floor, four had already been swept clean.

More and more people started mumbling and whispering.

"Did this kid come back from the dead as a hungry ghost?"

"This is too much; I only just grabbed a piece of meat from my table, and it’s gone in the blink of an eye."

A commoner’s eyes widened in surprise as he looked over, himself taken aback, as the effect was far beyond his expectations.

Too terrifying, that bastard really couldn’t control his mouth like a hungry ghost reincarnated, recalling that earlier in the morning he had almost been eaten, his back went cold, and then he repeatedly warned himself.

Never eat anything from a pharmacist again.

His cousin also stared dumbfounded at Wang Shiye’s horrifying eating, feeling a shiver in his heart.

Originally thinking it was a prank, this time, it might cause a big scene!

On the other side, the cultivator traveling with Wang Shiye also seemed to realize something was wrong, his eyes scanning coldly over the scene.

"Mo Xiuwen, aren’t you afraid of shaming your family with these tricks?"

The cultivator approached, looking at his cousin coldly.

His cousin sneered disdainfully, snorting a few times, "Ou Mingdong, which eye of yours saw it was my doing."

Ou Mingdong raised a finger pointing to the commoner, coldly saying, "Just now I saw him rushing down the stairs, it must have been him who drugged it."

The commoner chuckled, "I just had an urgent need to pee, is that not allowed?"

Pfft!

Han Yu burst into laughter instantly, corresponding to Ou Mingdong’s face turning ashen.

Seeing that negotiation was futile, Ou Mingdong said in a deep voice again, "This friend, I am Ou Mingdong, we are cultivators of the Unparalleled Tower; please give me the antidote."

Unfortunately, among the three here, except for his cousin, one was a rookie, and the other an overseas cultivator.

The two couldn’t grasp the weight of the Unparalleled Tower at all.

Ou Mingdong was also taken aback, then enraged, just about to make a move, but was bumped into by a shadow from behind.

It was Wang Shiye, who had already cleared the dishes of the other seven tables, turning towards this last table.

"Senior brother, I’m having such a hard time."

Wang Shiye, tears streaming, frantically eating and drinking, looking extremely comical.

"Mo Xiuwen, if my junior brother dies in Shuzhou Prefecture, the Unparalleled Tower will certainly not let it go."

His cousin sighed, looking towards Han Yu and the others, "Just give it to them! It would be difficult for my cousin if someone died on her turf."

So the commoner could only look at Han Yu, who shook his head, spreading his hands and sighing, "There’s no antidote for this drug."

"You’re fooling me, what kind of poison doesn’t have an antidote."

Ou Mingdong felt he was being toyed with, drew out his long sword with a loud clang, and his true essence erupted, blowing all the tables and chairs on the floor away.

Wang Shiye had just finished licking a plate, his body acting on its own to reach for more, only to see the entire table of dishes shattered on the ground, so he lay down again to keep licking...

"Have you had enough!"

A tender reprimand came from afar, as Su Wanjun rode her flying sword over from mid-air, lightly stepping off the rail, sheathed her sword, and landed stably on the ground.

With her face full of coldness, she surveyed the mess on the second floor, her gaze sweeping over, stopping at his cousin, who quickly lowered his head.

"Do you want to change to a different place for confinement?"

His cousin was startled, quickly shaking his head, pointing at Wang Shiye, "He’s the one who started it."

Ou Mingdong looked at Su Wanjun, about to speak but hesitated, stammering, "Wanjun..."

"Shut up."

Su Wanjun didn’t wait for him to finish, glaring coldly, making Ou Mingdong shut his mouth sheepishly.

"Hurry and give the antidote to others."

Su Wanjun lightly ordered his cousin, who looked troubled, his gaze shifting to Han Yu.

Han Yu, seeing the female guardian’s eyes fall on him, straightened his face, and solemnly said, "There really isn’t any antidote; it’s a supplement, not poison, so where would there be an antidote."

Ou Mingdong, flaring with rage, pointed at Han Yu repeatedly in anger, "Look, they don’t want to settle this at all."

Han Yu had no idea how to explain, so he finally said, "Cover his eyes and nose, don’t let him see or smell food, then there will be no problem."

Probably.

This is also Han Yu’s guess.

"And what about later?"

Ou Mingdong asked anxiously.

This stumped Han Yu. It’s something about the future; how would I know about future events?

"If you don’t hurry down and cover him up, he’s probably going to eat until he bursts."

The bystander laughed gleefully, pointing at the ground.

"You guys..."

Ou Mingdong was exasperated.

"Shopkeeper, bring me ten buckets of rice."

Seeing Ou Mingdong still standing there, the bystander suddenly shouted downstairs.

Ou Mingdong’s expression changed instantly, and he quickly covered Wang Shiye’s eyes with one hand, his nose with the other, and jumped downstairs...

Now only Su Wanjun and Han Yu were left among the three.

At this moment, Su Wanjun looked at the three of them feeling quite troubled. Just three days ago, they finished dealing with one problem, and today they’re causing another scene.

She decided to ignore it, out of sight, out of mind. Su Wanjun glared at her cousin and said, "Don’t cause any more trouble, or I’ll send you back home."

Her cousin quickly nodded repeatedly.

They couldn’t eat anymore. After such a commotion, they lost their appetite.

The three of them returned to the inn, and the two curiously surrounded the cousin.

"What exactly is the grudge between you?"

The bystander looked full of gossip, eagerly asking.

The cousin hesitated for a moment before finally sitting down and sighing, "Our family and the Unparalleled Tower have never seen eye to eye. The previous generation had conflicts, so the new generation also has disputes, and it’s not uncommon for fights to break out."

"Wang Shiye once cornered me when I was alone, and then got tricked by a mechanism I crafted, which made him lay low for half a month. Since then, this guy has been like a mad dog, attacking me whenever he sees me."

The bystander’s eyes shifted, continuing to ask, "Ou Mingdong’s attitude towards you seems a bit odd."

At this point, the cousin’s expression turned complicated, seeming a bit hesitant.

"Is it inconvenient to say?"

Han Yu looked at his cousin’s expression and asked with a smile.

"It’s not inconvenient, just as long as you don’t spread it around after you hear it."

"Wang Shiye and I mutually dislike each other, but Ou Mingdong, he single-handedly dislikes me."

What the cousin said next was rather interesting.

Ou Mingdong likes Su Wanjun!

This was like a bombshell; weren’t the two families sworn enemies? Even if they are cousins, it should have some impact, right! How dare Ou Mingdong like Su Wanjun, the bystander was curious at that time.

The cousin explained that Ou Mingdong actually liked Su Wanjun before he joined the Unparalleled Tower, and it happened over a decade ago.

"Your cousin looks around twenty-five or twenty-six, so wasn’t he already experiencing ripples in the sea of emotions at fourteen or fifteen?"

The bystander calculated with his fingers and exclaimed.

The cousin rolled his eyes and spat, "What ’ripples in the sea of emotions’, Ou Mingdong sank without even making a ripple on the water."

Back then, the young and naive Ou Mingdong was determined to like Su Wanjun, yet Su Wanjun didn’t like him back. As years went by, Ou Mingdong’s pursuit became more intense, to the point of being quite relentless.

Later, Su Wanjun caught the attention of an elder from the Star Moon Pavilion of the Middle Three Sects. After communicating with Su Wanjun’s family, they took her away.

Then it was the cousin’s turn. At that time, while visiting Su Wanjun’s family, he saw Ou Mingdong coming to harass her again, so he did something outrageous.

"I lied to him, saying that Cousin went to the Unparalleled Tower to cultivate in order to avoid him."

Han Yu looked incredulous and said, "He believed that?"

The cousin nodded helplessly, saying, "I didn’t expect him to. He actually believed Cousin would go to the Unparalleled Tower to avoid him. Even I, the liar, thought it was absurd."

Eventually, Ou Mingdong realized he had been deceived only after he successfully joined the Unparalleled Tower, but it was too late by then; he was accepted by an elder from the Unparalleled Tower too.

"I bet he must have been gnashing his teeth at that time!"

The bystander truly admired the cousin. Ou Mingdong’s hopes were faint to begin with, and after what the cousin did, it added a new chasm to overcome.

"Exactly! Although he hates me, he’s never troubled me, possibly because he still likes my cousin. Otherwise, he might have come to my house to kill me."

The cousin sighed with a face full of regret.

What a sin!

After this tale of old grievances, the cousin composed himself and looked seriously at the two of them.

"I can handle my own troubles, but I’m worried Ou Mingdong and Wang Shiye might turn against you."