inspire-indiana Chapter 1466 - 1313: My Little Brother Is a Villain 10
Chapter 1466 - 1313: My Little Brother Is a Villain 10
Although the Flying Ship Magical Artifact tempted Feng Feiyu somewhat, he also really liked this pavilion-style Magic Artifact, leaving him momentarily unsure of which to choose.Seeing Feng Feiyu’s fingers wandering between the two artifacts, Nie Shuangshuang said to the steward, "Pick up both of these Flying Artifacts, and bring a Heaven and Earth Ring as well."
Feng Feiyu’s wandering hand paused, and he looked up at Nie Shuangshuang in surprise, "Master, there’s no need to buy both, it’s too wasteful." Although he wanted both, he still didn’t want Nie Shuangshuang to think he was greedy.
Nie Shuangshuang just raised her hand and patted his head, "If you like them, just buy both. They’re just two artifacts; it’s no big deal."
Feng Feiyu puffed up his cheeks, feeling a bit depressed about being patted on the head again. Even though he wasn’t a child, he also felt a bit happy; this feeling of being pampered was something he hadn’t experienced since his foster parents passed away.
That steward, however, was pleased. Even though these two artifacts weren’t as valuable as the Magic Treasure Nie Shuangshuang bought earlier, they still cost four hundred Top-grade Spirit Stones, plus a hundred for the Heaven and Earth Ring. Today, he really hit the jackpot.
The steward was very shrewd, sending over many small trinkets, mostly decorations for the Flying Artifact, along with some practical items.
For example, he gave several Dust Avoidance Array Plates crafted to look like flowers. Placing these in a room or within a Flying Artifact can prevent dirt and dust from settling.
There was also a pot that could heat up by itself using Spirit Stones to cook, which could enhance the aroma of the food. Although cultivators can fast, eating is one of life’s great pleasures, and except for those who practice austerity, no one would forgo the joys of eating.
The pursuit of immortality through cultivation originally stemmed from humans’ inability to let go of the myriad joys of the Mortal World, leading to greed through numerous desires. If one were to achieve immortality but live like a lifeless being, what would be the point of longevity?
Although the small items the steward sent were not worth much, they were very practical. Nie Shuangshuang didn’t feel much about them, but judging from Feng Feiyu’s expression, he seemed to like them very much.
Since Feng Feiyu liked them, Nie Shuangshuang was in a good mood and told the steward, "Whenever the Treasure Pavilion has an auction with a Personal Cave Heaven available, remember to send me an invitation."
For many people in cultivation sects and families, receiving an invitation to the Treasure Pavilion’s auction is a matter of pride.
On the contrary, inviting Nie Shuangshuang to the Treasure Pavilion auction is an honor for her, and managing to extend an invitation to Nie Shuangshuang is a form of prestige.
Instantly elated, the steward felt his heart surge with joy. He had only recently become the steward of Wangtian City’s Treasure Pavilion and had yet to establish a solid footing. If he could establish ties with a Great Cultivator like Nie Shuangshuang, it would be enough to secure his position.
The steward, beaming with smiles, said, "Rest assured, Immortal Master Nie, I will keep a close eye on any news of a Personal Cave Heaven, and if there’s news, I will immediately send you an invitation."
Nie Shuangshuang nodded, standing up and leaving the Treasure Pavilion with Feng Feiyu. Outside the Treasure Pavilion, the crowd was bustling, vibrant with activity.
Cultivators do not require sleep, and when tired, they can meditate to both cultivate and replace sleep, making the distinction between day and night insignificant to them. As such, Wangtian City’s nighttime was just as lively as the day.
Feng Feiyu had slept quite a bit during the day, so he wasn’t tired at all. Nie Shuangshuang thought, considering that Feng Feiyu in his previous life hardly had any happy moments or a childhood, she might as well take him to enjoy the sights of Wangtian City.
"Feiyu, Wangtian City is very lively. How about I take you to explore?" Nie Shuangshuang looked at Feng Feiyu, who appeared serious and didn’t even glance sideways. She found it a little difficult to read his thoughts.
In Nie Shuangshuang’s memory, Feng Feiyu always wore a mask in front of her and Nie Jinglin, hiding himself very well, so both Nie Shuangshuang and Nie Jinglin viewed him as just obedient and sensible.
It wasn’t until later when Feng Feiyu went mad that the two began noticing differences, but soon Feng Feiyu was besieged, and both Nie Jinglin and Feng Feiyu perished together.
Only Nie Shuangshuang remained, like a walking corpse, slaying demons endlessly. What Feng Feiyu’s true personality was like, no one remained to explore.
So, Nie Shuangshuang only had a broad understanding of Feng Feiyu’s character, like his obsessions, but regarding details, what Feng Feiyu liked or disliked, what he enjoyed or didn’t, Nie Shuangshuang truly did not know.
Since she didn’t know, Nie Shuangshuang had no choice but to ask. Though Feng Feiyu was indeed appearing very quiet, he was very curious about Wangtian City.
In his past life, he lived in Wangtian City quite often, but back then, he was exhausted from just scraping together cultivation materials each day and had never visited Wangtian City’s famous spots.
Feng Feiyu was still quite eager to explore, but in front of Nie Shuangshuang, he couldn’t completely reveal his feelings.
While Nie Shuangshuang knew nothing about Feng Feiyu’s preferences, Feng Feiyu had investigated Nie Shuangshuang thoroughly, and he knew quite a bit about her likes.
For instance, Nie Shuangshuang had a cold nature, disliked socializing, preferred solitude, and had no friends. She didn’t have special requirements for food, clothing, housing, or transportation.
Her clothes were custom-made by Qiaoyun Building; Nie Shuangshuang only paid the money without making demands. She ate what her subordinates ate, unpicky.
Nie Shuangshuang, in Feng Feiyu’s eyes, could be said to be a very dull and boring person. Her only interests were cultivation and fulfilling her duties as the Hall Master of the Punishment Hall.
Occasionally, she would go out to explore Secret Realms or train for brief periods, only to return diligently to her role as Hall Master, never indulging herself in any outrageous deeds.
The desires of cultivators surpass those of ordinary people. Feng Feiyu had never seen anyone like Nie Shuangshuang, whose life showed no signs of relaxation, someone who was so self-disciplined.
When devising a plan to approach Nie Shuangshuang, Feng Feiyu already established a persona for himself: an obedient, self-disciplined, and eager-to-learn individual.
Feng Feiyu was certain that even if such a personality couldn’t instantly win over Nie Shuangshuang, it wouldn’t annoy her either. As long as she wasn’t bothered by him, Feng Feiyu was confident that over time, he could make Nie Shuangshuang like him.
In observing Nie Shuangshuang and aiming to win her favor, Feng Feiyu truly put in a lot of effort, and by then, he had long forgotten why he wanted to get close to Nie Shuangshuang, focusing solely on gaining her affection.
Perhaps from the very beginning, Feng Feiyu didn’t understand why he wanted to approach Nie Shuangshuang.
Now, Feng Feiyu had finally gotten close to Nie Shuangshuang, but discovered that this sister didn’t quite match his investigations, for example, Nie Shuangshuang’s character was supposedly very cold.
Yet when facing him, Feng Feiyu only felt Nie Shuangshuang’s care, without sensing one hint of the rumored icy stare that could freeze one’s blood.
Nie Shuangshuang was truly good to him, so much so that his once-cold heart couldn’t help but feel warm.
Like this moment, when this serene person seriously looked at him, asking if he wanted to have some fun, the gentle warmth amidst the tranquility left Feng Feiyu very confused.