novelaction Chapter 387 is nothing but greed.
Chapter 387 is nothing but greed.
"OK!"
After hearing Xue Lan's question, Xue Tong immediately offered her support.
"Anyway, the Chosen One is now in our hands, so we can do whatever we want." The girl's tone was full of eagerness. Her eyes shone brightly like stars when she looked at Xue Lan.
Xue Lan couldn't help but laugh, her tone full of unrestrained joy:
"Yes!"
This isn't the first time she's changed someone else's fate.
The woman was carrying half a radish in her hand. She smiled lightly at Lei Chuxi and said:
"For Lingzhi's sake, come in."
After saying this, the woman turned to Xue Tong beside her and instructed him:
"Let's go pick a few more radishes with Lu Feng."
Lei Chuxi accepted Xue Lan's invitation and the group followed her into the small courtyard.
"Since you've come all this way, Fellow Daoist Lin must have also arrived in the lower realm."
In Xue Lan's small courtyard, there was a large stone table with a tea set on a tray.
Xue Lan led everyone to the stone table and gently touched the teapot.
The intense, pure fire elemental energy instantly boiled the water in the teapot, and Xue Lan poured tea for Lei Chuxi and the others one by one.
“Yes, but Lin Buyu has remained in Fengdu City until now, and I’m afraid he won’t come until the Wan Gong Fang opens.” Lei Chuxi picked up his teacup and looked at the steaming water inside.
"Speaking of Lin Buyu, I have an interesting story to tell Miss Xue?"
Xue Lan chuckled softly, then poured herself a glass of water and sat down opposite Lei Chuxi.
"Fellow Daoist Lei, please speak. Xue Lan is also somewhat curious."
Lei Chuxi looked into Xue Lan's lifeless eyes and slowly began to speak:
"A year ago, a human prodigy I met in the Upper Realm suddenly disappeared in the Lower Realm. I don't know what happened to him."
The young man's voice carried an undeniable air of laughter, tinged with schadenfreude.
Xue Lan's lips twitched slightly, and her smile deepened:
"Fellow Daoist Lei, this information is probably from an illegitimate source."
Upon hearing this, Lei Chuxi clapped his hands and laughed, "As expected of Miss Xue, my family and that fellow Daoist's family have never gotten along well."
"Furthermore, this fellow Daoist ranked third on the Prodigy Ranking is not easy to get along with."
"I learned of this news six months after she disappeared."
After saying this, Lei Chuxi's fan made a crisp opening and closing sound, and the young man's sharp eyebrows and eyes were very clear in Xue Lan's divine sense, showing unparalleled sharpness.
A sentence suddenly popped into Xue Lan's mind, an evaluation of the Thunder Roc clan from a thousand years ago:
"Its sharpness is so great that it can thunder across the nine heavens."
He is sharp, but he is not as honest as Lei Yuncheng in doing things, and he never tells the truth.
Xue Lan's voice was soft, and she seemed somewhat curious, blinking her large eyes:
"Could Xue Lan possibly know such secrets of the upper realm?"
Xue Tong, who was pulling radishes in the small vegetable garden, had actually been paying attention to the situation here. Hearing this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Lu Feng, standing to the side, felt somewhat uncomfortable due to the girl's sudden laughter.
"what happened to you?"
The smile in Xue Tong's eyes slowly faded as Lu Feng spoke, like a cold snap that came and went quickly in early autumn.
The girl's voice was clear and cool, her tone gentle and soft:
"Did you think that girl was pretty?"
Lu Feng was now incredibly honest, and the young man lowered his voice upon hearing this:
"She's beautiful. The moment I saw her, I..."
Before he could utter a word of praise, Lu Feng saw the girl opposite him slightly raise her hand:
"I don't care what you think of him, I'm just telling you what Xue Lan means."
The girl carried two radishes in her hands, and her dark brown eyes were like steady rocks, revealing a composure and confidence beyond her years.
Lu Feng seemed relieved upon hearing Xue Tong's words, but a hint of resentment lingered in his heart. His handsome eyebrows arched slightly, and his voice held a rebellious question:
Does she mean I'll never be allowed to find a Daoist partner?
Xue Tong almost laughed in anger; the girl's voice was tinged with coldness:
"That's not true. Xue Lan isn't that unreasonable. But you must remember, you will never have the opportunity to choose a woman for yourself in this lifetime."
"If Xue Lan doesn't give you this chance, I won't give you this chance either."
Lu Feng seemed to sense the intense emotions in the girl's words, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, so he didn't say them in the end.
The young man took the radish from the girl and nodded.
"Am I some kind of stubborn person? My life is in Xue Lan's hands and I'm still thinking about this."
"I looked at that girl simply because she was pretty. People like pretty things."
Xue Tong looked at the strong aura of divine favor emanating from the young man and shook her head slightly:
“Lu Feng, this is not something you can control.”
The destiny of a chosen one is not something he can control.
Lu Feng didn't understand what Xue Tong meant, but he could see a bright sadness in the girl's eyes, mixed with a sympathy and compassion that the young man had never seen before.
"Let's go back. You're not planning to make Xue Lan go into the kitchen, are you?"
"Lu Feng, what do you think men with three wives and four concubines are thinking?"
Lu Feng was stunned by the question the girl suddenly asked, and the young man's emotions progressed from confusion to shock to fear.
"No... young lady, I'm much older than you..."
"I don't like you. Don't overthink it. Answer my question."
Lu Feng's heart, which had been in his throat for a moment, slowly calmed down. The young man thought for a moment and then spoke:
"To carry on the family line."
Xue Tong sneered: "An excuse."
"It all boils down to greed."
Xue Tong looked into Lu Feng's eyes and spoke solemnly:
“When one is lonely and destitute, one needs a virtuous and devoted wife who will never leave one’s side and will offer wise and far-sighted advice.”
This is Cui Wu, the Cui Wu who accompanied Lu Feng from the very beginning of the original story.
"When one desires to rise to prominence, one needs a woman of high position and power to lend a hand, and be willing to abandon one's country for her sake."
"When you're triumphant, you need a gentle, considerate, and aloof sword immortal."
"She might occasionally develop a liking for the unruly demon princess..."
"To say a romantic philanderer is a joke!"
Lu Feng, listening from the side, felt a chill run down his spine and forced himself to speak:
"Have you started reading any weird stories lately?"
Xue Tong smiled gently:
"You still haven't answered my question?"
Lu Feng sighed:
"You're right, that's what greed is like in this world."
"The men of Lujia Village are like this, and so are most men in this world."
"Greed is insatiable, and the cycle repeats itself."
Xue Tong didn't expect Lu Feng to say such a thing, but then she realized that the young man in front of her was no longer the Lu Feng from the original story.
Every story will be different.
A fleeting moment of change, like dust, accumulates into countless years of wind and snow, and from then on, old friends are reborn, and old homes are preserved.