Chapter 230: Back To That Key Moment ⑥
“Little Owner, quickly bring me a pot of Relief tea!” A cultivator with a depressed face laid on the stone table, shouting weakly to Shang Ke.
As the teahouse’s reputation grew, regular customers began to address Shang Ke as “Little Owner”.
“We don’t serve Relief tea today.” Shang Ke greeted with a smile.
“Then what do you have?”
“Then let me have a pot of Radiant tea.” The cultivator was depressed and did not care what kind of tea he drank.
A short moment later, Shang Ke served the hot tea.
The cultivator looked at the chrysanthemum blooming in the tea and asked indifferently, “This is the Radiant Tea?”
“Yes. A complimentary serving of vinegar marinated cucumber is also included.”
A plate of crispy cucumbers arranged in the shape of a heart appeared in front of the cultivator, with a wild chrysanthemum adorned at the side.
The cultivator felt even more depressed. He had come here in order to relax. During this period of time, he had been abandoned by his partner, bullied by his fellow disciples, and neglected by his master, and his life was simply bleak. Yet when he came to this out-of-this-world teahouse which is regarded as a “heart harbor” by many cultivators, he was still greatly hurt.
“The falling flowers cause the water to turn red. The falling flowers felt their unwillingness to fall from the branch, as they silently complained about the wind that blew them to their fall.” The cultivator aired his grievance in a dejected manner while tasting the tea desolately.
The first sip entered his throat and bittersweetness remained. The second sip entered his stomach and the fragrance lingered in his nose. The third sip permeated his qi and his spiritual energy grew.
The cultivator’s dim eyes suddenly flashed, his dark expression became bright, his spiritual energy started circulating all over his body smoothly through his meridians. Under the double comfort of the chrysanthemum and the cucumber, his whole percome became radiant.
Little Owner, you’re such a good person! This teahouse is indeed a heart habour for us cultivators!
“Little Owner, please bring us a good pot of tea.” More cultivators who seemed tired from their journey entered the tea house.
“Yes, right away.”
As the number of guests increased, the quiet tea house gradually became lively. Everyone was holding a cup of chrysanthemum tea and eating sour cucumbers, each with a radiant and intoxicated face.
Yan Lu stood by the window in the bamboo building, silently watching Shang Ke leisurely moving around the courtyard, greeting guests who had come from afar.
This group of people of unknown background, why should the little mushroom be serving them with good food and drink? And they even order him around and are all laughing so wantonly.
There was a cold glint in Yan Lu’s eyes, and his heart was filled with the desire to kill, as if a voice was constantly shouting: Kill, kill, kill!
Yan Lu’s figure flickered. He leapt from the window and landed in the courtyard with great murderous intent.
Everyone felt a chill down their back. All of them grew vigilant and looked towards the direction of Yan Lu at the same time. The man was handsome and elegant, with an outstanding temperament, and a pair of profound eyes that seemed to contain an infinite world within. The people of the world seemed like tiny ants in his eyes.
There was no lack of experts above the Yuan-Ying stage amongst all the people here, but they could not even put up the slightest resistance in front of him. This person’s strength was so strong that it made people tremble.
The courtyard fell into a strange silence. As if someone had cast an immobilizing spell even the air stagnated.
“Little Deer.” At this moment, a clear and spirited voice broke the silence in the courtyard.
Yan Lu’s dark eyes flickered with light, and the strong killing intent vanished in an instance, turning the killing god into a cute child.
The crowd breathed a sigh of relief in unison, and they all felt as if they survived to see a new day again.
“What’s wrong?” Shang Ke walked over to Yan Lu and handed him a cucumber.
Yan Lu gnawed on the cucumber as he thought hard, but he just couldn’t figure out what he was going to do, so he said, “They are too noisy.”
The people present here were all perceptive. When they heard his word. All of them wiped away their cold sweats. It turned out that it was because they were too noisy, they had thought he was ready to mass slaughter.
“Go to the backyard and let Rabbit help you with growing mushrooms.”
“Rabbit only knows how to eat, not grow.” Yan Lu complained in discontent.
“You teach it.”
“It’s so stupid, how is it possible for it to learn?” Growing mushrooms is an advanced skill.
Shang Ke: Haha.
The two of them went further and further away, leaving behind a group of cultivators who were still unaware that they had just passed by the gates of hell. They were very curious about Yan Lu’s identity and began to discuss it enthusiastically. However, this time, they subconsciously lowered their voices for fear of disturbing that expert.
Yan Lu had disappeared for decades, and those who had seen him before were either dead or in closed-door cultivation due to serious injuries. Most of the newcomers in the cultivation world only knew him by name but not by person.
As for Shang Ke, being a yao cultivator, he naturally could not hide it from the eyes of experts. However, due to the residual power of the killing god, nowadays, cultivators are extremely polite to yao cultivators. Yan Lu’s partner was a yao cultivator, and anyone who harmed a yao cultivator was his primary target for killing. Although he has disappeared for decades, no one dares to try it.
No matter what, the people present wouldn’t have guessed that the man they have just met was the frightening killing god Yan Lu. And the small owner who served them tea and water was the cause of a hundred years of turmoil in the cultivation world.
After the day’s business ended, Shang Ke enjoyed his daily mushroom soup as usual.
Yan Lu sat beside Shang Ke. One moment, he was still playing with his big mushroom, and the next moment, he suddenly turned his head around and asked in a deep voice, “Little Mushroom, why do you want to open a teahouse?”
Shang Ke took a few seconds to get used to his transformation and replied, “It’s deserted in the mountains, so opening a tea house can add some life to this place.”
“People’s hearts are sinister, who knows if they will do evil things in secret?” Yan Lu’s tone was gloomy and his eyes were cold.
“Although it is important to stay cautious against others, we can’t hide ourselves from the world forever; only by making ourselves strong can we remain invincible.” Shang Ke hugged Yan Lu sideways and smiled up at him, “I promise you, I will not meddle in other people’s affairs, I will not stir up trouble and will live in seclusion.”
Yan Lu gave a cold “hmm”.
“What about you?” Shang Ke turned the conversation around and asked, “Can you promise me that you won’t kill?”
Yan Lu was silent.
“Although you have an endless life span, you have killed too much and I fear you will be punished by heaven. I did my best to return to you and it wasn’t for seeing your soul scatter.”
Yan Lu buried his head in Shang Ke’s neck and felt his warmth, and promised softly: “No, it definitely won’t happen.”
He only wishes to live with Shang Ke forever and never leave. Even if the world doesn’t tolerate it, he still wanted to stay by this person’s side.
“Let’s cultivate!” Yan Lu suddenly raised his head and his eyes were bright.
The good atmosphere got all ruined by someone! What cultivate, we’re not cultivating tonight!
Shang Ke turned his back on him, intending to wash up and go to sleep.
Yan Lu came next to him and whispered in his ear, “Are you going with doggy style today?”
Hot touches could be felt on his lower body and the ambiguous breath lingered in his ear.
Thinking about the not so completed cultivation training that day, Shang Ke felt a little hesitant. What if he changes personality again halfway through?
But Yan Lu did not give him time to consider. Using the warm water as lubricant, he squeezed in slowly from behind and pushed forward bit by bit. When he was halfway in, he suddenly put in his strength and the whole thing was swallowed.
“… Did, didn’t you say that we are cultivating?” Shang Ke supported himself by placing his hands on the edge of the pool and withstanded the attack from behind.
“Warm up first.”
Ripples formed on the surface of the water, stirring up many waves and revealing the scenes of spring.
This time round, Yan Lu’s personality did not switch and he kept doing it until the moon set before he began helping Shang Ke with his cultivation.
Under the nourishment of Yan Lu’s divine energy, Shang Ke soon entered the state of cultivation and became oblivious of the outside world.
It was unknown how long had passed, but Shang Ke who was cultivating suddenly felt his body shaking, followed by waves of familiar pleasure. Shang Ke was at a critical stage, so he didn’t leave this focus state and allowed himself to be overwhelmed by the raging waves of heat.
When he woke up, it was already the afternoon of the third day. Unknowingly, he had been in a state of concentration for two days. The spiritual energy in my body was abundant and vigorous. It seems like he had already crossed two realms, successfully passing through the transformation stage and reaching the middle stage of soul condensation.
“I had a breakthrough!” Shang Ke hugged Yan Lu.
Although Yan Lu didn’t know what Little Mushroom was happy about, it didn’t prevent Yan Lu from being happy along with him.
“I’ll make you something delicious today.” After giving him a kiss on the mouth, Shang Ke put on his clothes and ran out of the room happily, completely unaware that Yan Lu had become a silly child again.
Yan Lu touched his lips which still had Shang Ke’s trace of warmth, then remembered the “bad things” he had secretly done to Little Mushroom not long ago, and couldn’t help but hug his big mushroom pillow and giggle.
The relaxing days went by quickly. As Shang Ke’s cultivation increased, he began to refine higher-grade tea and cuisine. Based on the different effects, they were gradually divided into several types, such as nourishment, concentration, exorcism, and traverse realm etcetera. Among them, the traverse realm type cuisine is the rarest and allows one to experience a higher level realm in their illusion.
The level of the realm determines a cultivator’s potential for advancement. The reason why many cultivators’ cultivation is stagnant is mostly because the level of their realms is not enough to break through the bottleneck. If they were able to experience a higher realm themselves, breaking through the bottleneck would only be a matter of enlightenment.
When the traverse realm cuisine first appeared, the crowd did not care much about it. They just assumed that the small owner had developed something new. The price was also one tael.
Someone ordered a share with the thought of trying something new, but just after eating it, he unconsciously entered the illusion. The other people around saw him suddenly stopped moving like a wooden sculpture and thought there was something wrong with the food, and they were so close to making a scene.
But in just an hour, the cultivator who was sitting still suddenly burst out a grand spiritual energy which was so powerful that he advanced from Xindong(4) late stage Jindan(6) early stage in the blink of an eye.
The cultivator was dumbfounded and so were the people around.
“Ha, haha, I’ve broken through the Xindong realm!” The cultivator was full of tears, “I have been stuck in this realm for ten years! I never thought I would break through today! Hahaha!”
This cultivator was so excited that he couldn’t control himself. He laughed a few times and rushed out of the teahouse to go home to report the good news, even forgetting to leave behind the taels.
The cultivators in the teahouse were all dumbfounded. A realm that hadn’t been broken through in ten years, he broke through after sitting still for an hour?
After a few moments of silence, someone finally realized that the man’s breakthrough might be related to the food he had just eaten. Hence, everyone turned their eager eyes towards the owner of the teahouse.
Shang Ke frowned and said to the other cultivators, “If any of you know that customer just now, please help me pass a message.”
“What message?” A long-faced man spoke up and asked.
“From today onwards, he is officially blacklisted from Resting Teahouse.”
“Why?” The long-faced man was astonished.
“Because he dined and dashed.”
The lucky cultivator who broke through was the first person who benefitted from the cuisine, and also the first unlucky one to be blacklisted because he dined and dashed. From then on, he can no longer enjoy the drinks and food of the tea house. The only thing that is worthy of praise is that he let everyone witness the extraordinary effects of the traverse realm cuisine with their own eyes.
However, Shang Ke only offered one serving per month. Because it was extremely rare, it made countless cultivators flocked to it.
The cultivators benefited from Shang Ke’s generous gift. In addition to the silver taels, they would also leave behind some herbs, spiritual stones, or spiritual tools. Everyone knows that the fixed price of one tael of silver is completely disproportionate to the value of the goods provided by the tea house, and not everyone likes to take advantage of this.
Giving can also make one happy. One may not necessarily be happy with just receiving without giving.
Shang Ke unknowingly gained the friendship and respect of many people, established his own connections, and created a glimmer of hope for the near future crisis…
 This sentence expresses this cultivator’s failed love. One party has the intention while the other party doesn’t, and nothing in the world is left never unchanging. The flowers have the intention, but the flowing water doesn’t and just washes the flowers that fell away. Please forgive my terrible Chinese.
 小鹿 – This means little deer, and is pronounced as Xiao Lu, of which the ‘Lu’ sound similar to Yan Lu’s ‘Lu’.
 Yao – Yao are beings such as the fox demons. They are not exactly demonic cultivators nor are they classified as monsters, so I left it as yao. In Shang Ke’s case, he is a mushroom demon(?).