Chapter 45: The Dongfang Family

  Chu Ping watched calmly and contentedly as the two guys from Mo Ying Men fought a fierce battle with Dong Fang Fei Yu, but in his heart he was not worried at all.

  The realm of cultivation is different from the secular world, with a difference in level that is like heaven and earth. It's not something that can be decided by the number of people. Of course, unless it's a situation where one wave after another, endlessly surpassing each other, can kill someone who has cultivated to a higher level than oneself.

  But it's clear that these two people in front of me aren't!

  Several combined, the dark black poisonous gas was completely dispersed and dissolved, and the two demon shadow door disciples were also wrapped in a mass of purple air. From the outside, it can be seen that clusters of black energy are surging inside, but cannot escape the encirclement of the purple air.

  "Hmph, first take you two, then slowly interrogate the reason!" Dongfang Feiyu coldly snorted, and with a flick of his wrist, the purple gas was sucked into his sleeve.

  In that brief moment, Chu Ping saw clearly that on Dongfang Feiyu's wrist was a string of prayer beads, each one round and about the size of a small thumb, hanging from his wrist like a section of chain, extremely eye-catching.

  The sleeves fell down and immediately covered up the rosary again.

  Chu Ping lazily yawned and smiled, saying, "Things are done, let's go back too!"

  Dongfang Feiyu said, "Alright, I'll go back and ask my father what we did to offend someone this time. Luckily I'm here, or else it would be really worrisome!"

  Chu Ping was silent.

  These two demon shadow gate cultivators, although they are only at the Jade Liquid Returning Dan stage and have just started to condense their dan, haven't truly formed their dan yet, but among ordinary people, they are already considered flying immortals who can roam heaven and earth!

  Chu Ping didn't know what level of martial arts could be achieved in the world, but judging from Dongfang Qiying's performance that day, it was indeed difficult to compare with a cultivator.

  "If one were to talk about martial arts, perhaps only the Lü Bu of that day could be considered a true warrior!" Chu Ping suddenly had this thought flash through his mind.

  "Does Fairy know about the Demon Shadow Gate?" Chu Ping asked aloud, somewhat puzzled as he recalled what the two had just said.

  "This is indeed a rumor, the Mo Ying Men is a second-rate sect among the demonic gates, with the gate master being Shadow Qianzhong, who has great strength but is extremely mysterious and rarely seen. Although its name isn't very loud, it's a strange and eccentric sect!"

  As the two were talking, they had already returned to the Dongfang family's estate. Several cars drove into the garden and stopped in front of the garage. Dongfang Feiyu hurriedly rushed to see his father, while Chu Ping returned to the front building where Dongfang Qiong was celebrating her birthday.

  When Chu Ping returned, the birthday cake incident had already subsided. Everyone was eating and when they saw Chu Ping enter, their eyes couldn't help but show some surprise.

  Dongfang Qiying looked back at Chu Ping's body and asked aloud, "Where is my second sister?"

  Chu Ping replied calmly, "She went to see your father, seems like there's something going on. After discussing the matter, we parted ways!"

  "Has Father returned?" Dongfang Quan's heart skipped a beat with joy, but he didn't say it out loud. "Then hurry up and sit down!"

  Chu Ping saw more than thirty people divided into two tables, one table was classmates and the other table was those aristocratic children from wealthy families. At this moment, she turned around and sat down beside Wei Qing.

  The wealthy family was indeed famous for a reason. Chu Ping took a glance and found that the dishes on the table were so abundant that it was beyond his imagination, coming from a humble background as he did.

  Tianhai City is adjacent to the sea, and seafood is extremely popular here. The seafood products on this table also occupy half of the territory, most of which are unheard of and unseen by Chu Ping.

  A single lobster was nearly one meter long, leaving Chu Ping speechless.

  Although he has entered the cultivation of truth, his knowledge is not ordinary, and most of it comes from the ancient books stored in the sect. Naturally, these classics of the cultivation sects would not have a special chapter dedicated to the way of eating and drinking. Even if there were any knowledge about this aspect, it would certainly be rare spiritual fruits or precious spiritual beasts.

  Apart from these things, his understanding of most things in the world is even inferior to that of a peer who pays slight attention to the world.

  Chu Ping was surprised in his heart, but he just picked up his chopsticks and tasted a few mouthfuls. There were many people and voices, and most of them didn't know him, which wasn't the atmosphere he liked, so he naturally had no appetite to eat.

  Having reached the Diamond Realm, he had long been accustomed to fasting and embryonic breathing. In his daily life, eating and drinking were mostly based on his preferences. Today, not being suited for such an occasion, he naturally wouldn't force himself to adapt.

  Yang Tian's personality was outgoing and optimistic. In just a short while, he had already become familiar with the people sitting next to him, chatting and laughing, which made Chu Ping praise him endlessly.

  Dealing with people is his weakest suit, although he has tried to overcome this shortcoming, but it has never been effective.

  With a stranger, he often goes silent after just two sentences, unsure of what to say next.

  In his opinion, two people who don't know each other's background or temperament, why must they insist on speaking forcefully, it's not beautiful.

  "The ancient way of cultivation is not just about cultivating the body and refining one's energy, but also about how to conduct oneself in society. I've only managed to grasp the former, while the latter is even more difficult!" Chu Ping sighed inwardly, and couldn't help but feel a little envious of Yang Tian.

  "Has Chu Ying's second sister been giving you a hard time?" Wei Qing couldn't help but ask, seeing Chu Ping remain expressionless.

  "No, everyone is a reasonable person, why would she make things difficult for me? Once everything is clear, that's it!" Chu Ping explained with a gentle smile.

  "That... she said it's a treasure of the ages, can't be true, right? Thinking that she's from a wealthy and influential family, and looking at those people's expressions, it seems like she has some backing, shouldn't be mistaken, right!"

  "We won't bother with that anymore, anyway it was unintentionally obtained, just wear it at ease."

  With a slight blink of her clear eyes, she revealed a sly smile, "So you know now?"

  Chu Ping smiled softly and said, "What do you know? Are you ashamed of the embroidered flowers on your clothes, or are you too lazy to put on makeup in the spring?"

  Only Qing's face turned red as she smiled and said, "How shameless you are! You also claim to be a romantic hero. This is truly like the old saying 'the melon seller praises his own melons' - self-praise!"

  The sun is hidden behind the embroidered curtains, and I'm too sad to get up and dress. It's easy to find priceless treasures, but hard to find a loving husband!

  This is the first two sentences of a poem by Yuxuanji, which has been widely circulated, especially the second sentence, and almost everyone has heard it. However, Chu Ping only mentioned the first sentence, which was also an unspoken agreement between them when they spoke. The words to be said were hidden, either related or opposite, and let the other person guess.

  Chu Ping smiled and said no more.

  Fang Han Yu watched from the side as the two of them chatted and laughed together, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings, and couldn't help but feel a bit stifled in her heart.

  Chu Ping saw that her face was not pleasant, and thought it was because of the Flame Sarira, so he said to her, "That Dongfang Feiyu no longer wants it, don't worry!"

  Fang Han Yu responded with an "uh-huh".

  At this moment, a female servant in her thirties rushed in, bowed her head and whispered a few words into Dongfang Qiuyue's ear. Dongfang Qiuyue was shocked, with a hint of confusion flashing across his eyes, before nodding slightly.

  The maid immediately turned around the round table, walked to Chu Ping's front, and said respectfully, "Mr. Chu, my master wants to invite you to see him in the main building, and the second young lady also hopes that Mr. Chu will not refuse."

  As soon as this was said, the people around were surprised and stared at Chu Ping. They secretly guessed in their hearts, taking Chu Ping for a son of some family!

  Chu Ping's eyes also flashed with a hint of confusion, but he nodded, and in such a grand and public setting, he naturally couldn't afford to lose face in front of the Dong family.

  The maid turned around and ran quickly, leading the way in front. Chu Ping followed closely behind her, whispering a sentence to Wei Qing.

  Passing through the rockery in the back garden, he walked to a European-style building and a maid came forward to report. A young and handsome man walked out, approached Chu Ping, looked him up and down for a few moments, saw that Chu Ping was thin and weak, but there was no hint of disdain in his eyes, only slightly bowed his head, "Mr. Chu, please!"

  Chu Ping also took a closer look at the man, who was around thirty years old, with a square face and straight nose, his eyebrows and eyes were clear and bright, and he had a strong scholarly aura about him, like an ancient Confucian scholar, elegant and refined. She already had a good impression of him in her heart.

  "You're welcome!"

  Chu Ping smiled warmly and calmly, although the other person was older than herself, but she didn't show any humility in front of her elders, instead, it was a tone of equal status.

  Under the man's lead, they walked into the building, went upstairs and came to a study.

  A young man first went forward and gently knocked on the door, speaking in a low voice, "Father, Mr. Chu has arrived!"

  Just then, a sound of footsteps came from inside the house. An old man opened the door and looked around, his whole life's dignity was like that of a king among beasts, shaking the mountains and forests, and all the animals fled in terror.

  "This must be the Chu Ping that Yu'er has mentioned, I am Dongfang Wenhui, father of Yu'er and Ying'er. This is my son Dongfang Yunming. Today, we have some business to discuss with you, young friend, please don't mind the disturbance!"

  Chu Ping heard the old man's tone was bold and refreshing, so he smiled calmly, "Uncle is joking, I am a friend of Fei Yu, today I also have the honor to be invited by Qi Ying, if there is anything needed, just order!"

  Dongfang Wenhui led Chu Ping into the study, where Chu Ping looked around and saw several tall, muscular men in black clothes, each with a prominent temple, obviously masters of internal martial arts.

  "This time I've asked you here, little brother, there's indeed something I'd like to ask of you!" Dongfang Wenhao deliberated for a moment, thinking about how to phrase it.

  "What about Fei Yu?" Chu Ping didn't take over, but asked aloud instead.

  "Thanks for your concern, Brother Chu!" Just then, the screen behind Dongfang Wenhui turned around, and Dongfang Feiyu walked out with a clever smile.

  "Ah, and there's a secret room!" Chu Ping didn't use his divine sense to scan, but saw Dongfang Wenhui turn around and move the screen behind him, not avoiding it, apparently everyone present was trustworthy.

  "Also, please help me out, Brother Chu. Let's work together to refine and extract the memories from these two Mo Ying Gate members. I still have a use for them," said Dongfang Feiyu.

  "Refine?" Chu Ping's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately returned to normal.

  I myself have refined Lü Bu, having already opened his source, so there's no need to be hypocritical!

  "We should help each other!" Chu Ping smiled and replied.