Genshin Impact: The Sage's Disciple Doesn't Want Fame

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Do you eat meat?

"I'm not picky about food."

"Don't you have any favorite food?"

Xiao was quite surprised: "Why do you ask that?"

Ji Ming shrugged: "People who say 'I'm not a picky eater' are usually not interested in the food they're eating."

"I really don't care."

"You'd better care. Would you mind if I gave you an order in advance?"

Xiao didn't hesitate: "Who is the target?"

Wow, that's like a killer's answer.

Ji Ming felt helpless. This cheap martial uncle had lived for many, many years. The clansmen who fought alongside him back then had all been worn down by karmic obstacles. If he hadn't been able to remove these obstacles, he would probably have followed in his clansmen's footsteps sooner or later.

In simple terms, karmic obstacles are actually inner demons. They result from excessive killing, causing the mind to gradually lose its way in the killing, and without guidance for a long time, karmic obstacles are formed.

Let alone immortals, even if you made someone work twelve hours a day, only rest four days a month, and occasionally have to work overtime, it would be strange if they didn't go crazy.

Incidentally, in Guili County, apart from the departments under the jurisdiction of the government, the municipal law stipulates an eight-hour workday, and overtime work requires additional overtime pay. There are two days off per week.

Based on this alone, young people in the rural areas of Liyue seem to prefer going to Guili County to work and earn money, rather than staying in Liyue Harbor where they'd rather die.

Getting back to the main point, people can't work all the time in this world; a string will break if it's stretched too tight. This principle also applies to immortals.

"Try to live like a normal human being. This is my first order to you."

After glancing at the passersby to make sure their conversation wouldn't be overheard, Xiao asked疑惑地, "How can a Three-Eyed, Five-Manifestation Immortal live like a human? Besides, there are all sorts of demons and remnants of demon gods in the outskirts of Liyue..."

Ji Ming raised his hand to interrupt: "No rush. Leave the demons to the Thousand Rock Army and my troops. The remnants of the demon god will not revive for a long time to come. You can do whatever you want."

"Then... how am I supposed to live like a normal human being? I don't understand."

"Take it one step at a time, for example, start by ordering your favorite dish."

"...Almond tofu."

Not bad, not bad, Uncle-Master has finally figured it out.

Eliminating karmic obstacles doesn't necessarily require external forces; more often than not, it requires self-elimination. Getting stuck on trivial matters can easily lead to the accumulation of karmic obstacles.

Instead of getting stuck on one thing, try thinking about what you want to eat for dinner. That way you won't get stuck on it.

Satisfied, Ji Ming looked at Shen He again and smiled, "Senior Sister, what would you like to eat?"

Shen He immediately replied, "I'll eat whatever my junior brother eats."

Ji Ming frowned slightly: "No, give me your answer again."

Hmm, my junior brother seems quite tough, but I don't dislike tough junior brothers...

"...Mountain Delicacies Braised Noodles".

"That's more like it. Senior sister doesn't need to make decisions with me. Just be yourself."

Shen He hesitated for a moment, then leaned close to Ji Ming's ear, his cold voice brushing against his earlobe as he softly asked, "Junior brother, do you not like your senior sister?"

Wow, that's a straight shot!

Ji Ming, who was he? He immediately replied softly, "Of course I like you, but before I like you, please like yourself. You deserve to be liked by anyone. You don't need to demean yourself or your own decisions."

What a warm feeling! I remember the way my junior brother looked and how he said those words, and I have to play them in my mind several times every night before I go to bed.

Shen He smiled, his gentleness carrying a unique charm: "Is this the Little Emperor's order, or Junior Brother's request?"

"Both."

"Is that so? I understand. I will come to like myself, and I will also come to like my junior brother."

"...That's good then."

Xiao, standing to the side, remained silent, only a slight upturn of his lips that he couldn't suppress.

Chapter 183 I kind of want to eat my junior brother

Is the young emperor's popularity with women a little too good?

Sitting at the round wooden dining table, Xiao, who had been inexplicably drawn into a strange and chaotic situation, suddenly regretted choosing to come to Liyue Harbor with Ji Ming.

"Excuse me... what is the relationship between Ms. Shen He and A Ming? The two seem to have a very good relationship?"

"I am Ji Ming's senior sister."

Xiangling tilted her head, turned to look at Ji Ming who was sweating profusely, and smiled, "Ah Ming, don't you only have Gan Yu as your senior sister?"

Ji Ming forced a calm expression and said, "Actually, there are two."

Kick--

Under the round wooden dining table, Ji Ming was kicked in the calf by Xiang Ling. He dared not be angry or speak, but just stared blankly at the cup of hot milk in front of him. He seemed to remember mentioning this incident.

I feel a little guilty, but I don't know where this guilt comes from. It's just a normal senior-junior relationship...

Well, judging from Shen He's attitude, it seems that their relationship as senior and junior brothers isn't quite normal either.

However, Ji Ming assured that everything was normal at the moment. He would only take the next step if Shen He was willing; otherwise, they would remain at the normal senior-junior relationship.

He doesn't take initiative, but he is responsible. He strengthens and consolidates existing relationships. For those who only want to maintain the status quo, Ji Ming chooses not to cross the line.

Unfortunately, Ji Ming didn't seem to want to give up on any of the girls or women around him, so he could only try to get to know them one by one, hoping to avoid a misunderstanding similar to the one he had with Hu Tao that day.

"Miss Shen He, since you are A-Ming's senior sister, why haven't I seen you before?"

“I rarely come to Liyue Harbor because I am training with my master at Mount Aozang.”

Do you know Miss Gan Yu?

"Yes, I know her. She's my senior."

The seemingly amicable conversation concealed a fierce undercurrent of hostility, and the sparks flying between them left Ji Ming drenched in sweat.

Why did the little cook have to mention Senior Sister Gan Yu when we were just chatting? Was she trying to make an example of her?

Hey, Great Sage Who Subdues Demons, stop eating your almond tofu! Help me out!

Kick--

The kicked Xiao didn't even raise his head, silently eating the almond tofu in his spoon. Adhering to the principle of "remaining steadfast in the face of ally trouble," he decided to abandon the rescue of the Little Emperor.

The trouble you caused is your own to deal with, Little Emperor. The mighty Great Sage who vanquishes demons is not meant to be a shield in a battlefield of carnage.

This almond tofu is really good, I'll have another bite.

Seeing that there was no hope of getting help, Ji Ming sighed, downed the hot milk in his hand, and then resolutely interrupted the two women's conversation: "Xiangling, I'm looking for something. If you have it..."

The conversation was abruptly interrupted, and Xiangling felt a little helpless. She had heard from her friend Hu Tao that Ah Ming had been acting a bit dishonestly lately, wanting to marry many wives, including Hu Tao.

Ah Ming, you're being a bit greedy.

If it were Hu Tao or a few other familiar girls, Xiang Ling wouldn't really care, but if a few more were added, then she would care a lot.

For example, Shen He in front of her, although she is Ah Ming's senior sister and is on the same level and starting line as Miss Gan Yu, Xiang Ling has never seen her accompany Ah Ming.

Does Miss Shen He like A Ming? She seems to like him a lot. Just now on the street, the two of them were even arm in arm, almost hugging each other.

If he likes her, shouldn't he come down to Liyue Harbor to visit Armin more often?

Well, in this matter, Amin was also at fault. Xiangling didn't see him often going up the mountain to accompany Miss Shenhe. The little cook is very fair.

The heated exchange at the dinner table just now wasn't because Xiangling was possessive. She's not a possessive girl; in a sense, she's quite willing to share, provided the sharer is someone she knows.

The reason why her words were laced with hostility was to test Miss Shen He's feelings for Ji Ming, to see if she truly loved him.

Unfortunately, before we could even put our plan into action, our conversation was interrupted by my childhood sweetheart, who seemed to have a guilty conscience. What a guy who's all talk and no action.

Looking at Ji Ming's forced smile, Xiang Ling said irritably, "I know what Ah Ming wants, but isn't he going to explain it to me?"

After looking around, since it was the kitchen anyway, Ji Ming felt reassured and boldly said, "Actually, I am the Little Emperor of Liyue."

"Mmm, Amin is awesome."

"...Why does this sound like you're trying to coax a child?"

Ah Ming is just a child, greedy and playful, what else could he be but a child?

Even if you become the Little Emperor, don't think you can do whatever you want. You have your childhood sweetheart by your side to keep you in check. No matter how high your position or how great your power, you still have to drink a cup of hot milk before leaving Wanmin Hall.

Just imagine, your childhood sweetheart who used to lie in bed and play a little game of silent hugs might one day become the little emperor of all of Liyue. Suddenly, it feels a little exciting.

Indeed, Amin is the best.

Xiangling was satisfied and had cheered herself up. She got up, took the scroll, placed it in front of Ji Ming, and opened it: "Is this it? A strange guest gave it to me. I suspect it was from the Emperor."

"What does it look like?"

"Based on Guoba's description, he seems to be a wealthy-looking middle-aged man?"

At this point, recalling the various strange rumors circulating in the streets in her early years, Xiangling's eyes immediately sharpened, and she loudly questioned, "Ah Ming, you wouldn't happen to be kept by the Emperor, would you?"

It wasn't that Xiangling was suspicious, but those rumors were just too real. They said that a certain frivolous man often cheated wealthy middle-aged men, and sometimes he would even go to their homes, only to come out covered in his buttocks.

Who is "Flirtatious Guest"? Isn't that just her childhood sweetheart's nickname? As the saying goes, "three men can make a tiger," so sometimes you have to doubt the truth of things.