ISWTDB Ch4

Chapter 4: The Disfigured and Blind Sect Leader (4)

Since it’s an irreversible constitution and considering the dangers Wen Renming might face, this constitution might actually help him, Ying Zhao could only accept it.

“But this enchanting face combined with a pure yin constitution really fits!” 

Ying Zhao said to the mirror, on the verge of tears, trying to comfort himself this way.

Hearing this, Xiao Bai immediately nodded vigorously. Thinking to himself, the master was absolutely right. As long as the target is involved, the host will definitely soften!

Far away in the Immortal Realm, Bai Rui looked at the spiritual artifact nurturing his soul and smiled slightly, raising an eyebrow:

“Zhu Que, I’ve helped you this much, the rest is up to you!”

Having just arrived in this new world, Ying Zhao was inevitably mentally tired as he adapted to the body, and lay down to rest early.

After resting for an entire night, early the next morning, Ying Zhao got up feeling refreshed. He took the breakfast he had instructed the servants to prepare in advance and stood at Wen Renming’s door.

Although in the cultivation world, people can use fasting pills for cultivation, avoiding mundane food, fasting pills are not very easy to obtain, so generally, only late-stage Golden Core cultivators use them.

In this world, low-level cultivators still need to eat normally. The original body, Ying Yunping, had just reached the Foundation Establishment stage and naturally wouldn’t use fasting pills, still eating regular food.

Just thinking about Wen Renming’s cultivation level speculated yesterday, Ying Zhao was unsure whether the other party needed breakfast. Hesitating a bit, he still knocked on the door, then heard some rustling sounds from inside the room.

After a while, a gentle voice came from inside:

“Come in.”

Ying Zhao exhaled softly and pushed open the door, seeing Wen Renming sitting on the bed.

Although Wen Renming had dressed, his outer robe was inside out, and his collar and waistband were quite crooked.

His hair was half tied, but many strands were still falling messily. Looking at Wen Renming’s bed, it seemed to have been tidied up but was still somewhat disheveled.

Ying Zhao knew this was because Wen Renming was blind. Although he tried to take care of himself, he still couldn’t manage well, and a wave of pity surged in his heart. He said softly:

“Good morning, Sect Leader Wen!”

Wen Renming turned towards Ying Zhao, a gentle smile on his lips. He nodded at him, calling softly.

“Yunping, you’re here. Don’t call me sect leader, just call me by my name.”

Ying Zhao nodded, agreeing. Then he casually placed the food box on the table and said with a smile:

“I didn’t know if you usually eat or fast, so I brought some breakfast. Shall we eat together?”

Seeing Wen Renming nod, Ying Zhao walked up to him and started helping to straighten his outer robe, completely ignoring that such a small task could be easily solved with a few spells by the other party.

Wen Renming felt Ying Zhao’s hands gently adjusting his collar and lowered his eyelashes slightly. This morning, when Ying Zhao had just stood at his door, Wen Renming had already sensed him with his divine sense.

He had been sitting cross-legged on the bed cultivating, but upon hearing the knock, he quickly got up and messed up his clothes and bed, then allowed Ying Zhao to enter.

The smile on Wen Renming’s lips flashed, but outwardly, he showed a somewhat embarrassed look, even his face slightly reddened.

Ying Zhao only thought he was feeling awkward and gently combed his hair, whispering comforting words in his ear.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about such small things.”

Thinking of Zhu Que’s forcefulness in the past, the gentle and soft Wen Renming in front of him gave Ying Zhao a whole new experience.

Wen Renming nodded, thanked Ying Zhao, then reached out to grope around, seemingly wanting to walk to the dining table.

Seeing Wen Renming’s somewhat struggling appearance, Ying Zhao was about to help but suddenly remembered Wen Renming’s cultivation.

The other party had cultivated to the point where he could easily manipulate his divine sense, even using it to attack. His divine sense could cover the adjacent room without any effort, let alone just this room.

Even if he couldn’t see, Wen Renming’s cultivation made reaching the table effortless. Cultivators who reached a certain level would not be affected by blindness in their daily lives.

Recalling Wen Renming’s messy hair and clothes when he entered the room, Ying Zhao raised his eyebrows, suddenly realizing.

Watching Wen Renming still groping forward, a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes. Was he blinded by concern?

Ying Zhao didn’t know why Wen Renming was hiding his cultivation and strength, but he was sure that the guy in front of him was definitely not as soft as he appeared.

Unnoticed, Ying Zhao walked up to Wen Renming and pretended not to know, supporting his arm to guide him to the table.

Then he opened the food box and took out the prepared breakfast: two baskets of crab roe buns, a long-simmered mushroom chicken porridge, and two plates of refreshing side dishes.

Although not particularly lavish, every dish was exquisitely made. The food emitted a rich fragrance, making Ying Zhao’s eyes light up. He had always loved good food, and his appetite was immediately whetted.

He quickly sat next to Wen Renming and picked up the chopsticks, ready to dig in, but saw Wen Renming just sitting there dazedly without any action.

Ying Zhao blinked, realizing that the other was still pretending to be a low-level, weak cultivator in front of him.

Suppressing his laughter, he put the chopsticks into Wen Renming’s hand, seeing the obvious embarrassment on his face, Ying Zhao silently grinned.

Ying Zhao picked up a crab roe soup dumpling and held it in front of Wen Renming, gently saying, “Ah!”

Wen Renming blushed and quickly waved his hand, saying, “No need, Yunping! I can eat by myself!”

Ying Zhao’s eyes filled with more amusement, but he changed his tone, sounding somewhat aggrieved, “Wen Renming, do you dislike it because I’m feeding you?”

Upon hearing this, Wen Renming immediately shook his head, defending himself, “How could that be? It’s just, I just feel it’s too much trouble for you!”

Ying Zhao squinted his eyes, sounding even more aggrieved, “Wen Renming, do we really need to distinguish so clearly between us?”

Triggered by Ying Zhao’s soft tone, Wen Renming unconsciously opened his mouth, and the dumpling was fed into it.

The fresh, savory crab roe juice instantly filled his mouth, stimulating his taste buds and giving Wen Renming a warm feeling inside. It had been a long time since he had felt such care from someone.

A spoonful of mushroom chicken porridge was brought to his mouth next. The porridge had been cooled slightly, so it wouldn’t burn, and the rice was cooked to a very soft consistency.

The delicious breakfast made Wen Renming feel satisfied, but more satisfying was Ying Zhao’s attentive care. Wen Renming had to admit, he was beginning to cherish the other’s gentleness.

Regardless of Ying Zhao’s motives, Wen Renming had a feeling that as long as this person was by his side, his heart would feel extraordinarily calm, even with a hint of joy.

Such a comfortable and fulfilling feeling hadn’t been there for many years. Unconsciously, Wen Renming thought about the kiss from yesterday.

Even that fleeting touch was so wonderful; he wondered how much happiness he would feel if he truly embraced this person.

He really wanted, truly wanted to completely possess this person, never letting him leave!

Thinking this, Wen Renming’s longing and desire for Ying Zhao increased. Indeed, following his instincts was correct. Coming here was not a mistake; Ying Yunping was his greatest gain from this trip.