Idczhen

Thirty Years East, Thirty Years West. Don’t you bully the young and poor!

Split open the sky! 

Go against Heaven! 

Sick and tired of that kind of cultivation quote and troupe? The never-ending long grind that seemed to have one world after another once you supposedly reached the false apexes? 

Well, it’s time to broaden your horizons! You shall now be blessed with the perspective of someone who’s at the top of the top: Ye Ming.

Someone who had foolishly decided to experience mortal life before realizing how crap it was. It was time to return to his real life. 

“I wasn’t born with a diamond spoon, but born with the endgame life.” Ye Ming laughed sinisterly. He was the sole Young Master of a family who dominated everything already.

Trash cultivation? Trash spiritual roots? Trash background? 

Sorry, but that ain’t Ye Ming! 

However, he does have one great and relatable trait: procrastination.

The Heavenly Dao System

While Ye Xuan had his own plan with Ye Chang in the Clan Hall, back at Ye Ming's office, two people returned.

"Qing Lan, do you know how to cook some food?" Ye Ming stretched his arms and asked. He didn't even eat much at the Clan Hall because he could sense many eyes looking at him.

They weren't obvious and were actually subtle. However, it was precisely because of their subtleness that made him uncomfortable.

Who could enjoy their food leisurely when they were constantly being watched subtly by others?

"What type of food does the Young Master wish to eat?" Qing Lan inquired softly.

"Any type is fine. Just make it delicious, but I do like fried chicken." Ye Ming responded.

"Understood, I shall get some phoenixes to slay and fry some golden crispy chicken." She clasped her hands and seemed excited to be able to show off her culinary skills.

Initially, Ye Ming was about to nod his head until he repeated her words.

Restriction Seal