sinovels Chapter 131 A Miracle! This is clearly a living god descended to earth!
Chapter 131 A Miracle! This is clearly a living god descended to earth!
senior?
Lin Fan stared at the old man in a Tang suit on the projection screen, who had suddenly become very respectful and even referred to himself as a "junior," and was full of questions.
Who is this old man?
The way he was accusing me just now made it seem like he was going to climb over the internet cable and chop me up.
How come you seem like a completely different person in the blink of an eye?
Senior?
Do I look that old?
"Qingxue, what... happened to your grandfather?" Lin Fan turned to Fang Qingxue with a strange expression.
Fang Qingxue was both shocked and anxious when she saw her grandfather looking so lost and disoriented, as if a part of his soul had been taken away.
She knew that it must have been because her grandfather had tried to spy on the master's courtyard and had his soul injured by that supreme power.
"Sir, my grandfather... he's probably getting old and his mind is a bit confused." Fang Qingxue quickly came up with a lame excuse.
"Really?" Lin Fan pursed his lips, clearly not believing it.
However, he has always disliked trouble and was too lazy to investigate further.
"Alright, have you finished talking about family matters?"
"Hang up the phone now and come wash the dishes." Lin Fan waved his hand impatiently, as if shooing away a fly.
"Yes, sir."
Fang Qingxue respectfully responded, and quickly whispered to her grandfather, who was still staring blankly at the projection screen:
"Grandpa, I'm hanging up now. My husband told me to go wash the dishes."
do the washing up?
These two words, like a thunderclap, exploded in Fang Tianwen's mind!
He jolted awake, snapping out of that soul-wrenching daze.
He stared intently at his granddaughter in the projection.
That Qilin girl who has just stepped into the legendary realm is enough to bring glory to the Fang family's thousand-year-old lineage!
Now, she's actually going to... wash the dishes for that young man?!
If this had happened a few minutes earlier, he would have been so angry that his blood would have turned to jerks and he would have been furious.
But now, he felt no anger whatsoever.
Instead, there was an almost manic... ecstasy! and excitement!
To be able to wash dishes for someone like that...
How can this be considered humiliation?
This is clearly a blessing bestowed by the gods and Buddhas of the heavens! It is a divine fortune that one could not obtain even after a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation!
"Wait! Qingxue! Wait!" Fang Tianwen's voice was hoarse with excitement as he called out urgently.
"Grandpa, is there anything else? The bowl is getting cold, and the oil is hard to wash off." Fang Qingxue was a little embarrassed; her husband didn't like procrastination.
Fang Tianwen's lips twitched uncontrollably.
He used all his strength to make his voice sound somewhat steady.
"Qingxue, you...you tell Grandpa, who exactly is the...senior you worship?"
Fang Qingxue fell silent upon hearing this.
She glanced at the courtyard subconsciously.
The man named Saga was holding a rag and meticulously wiping the stone table with the focus of someone carving a work of art.
The burly man named Ares was humming an unknown country tune as he scrubbed the floor in the backyard with a gleaming gold brush.
The monk named Shaka, with his eyes closed, swept the fallen leaves at the entrance of the alley, his movements exuding a Zen-like tranquility.
Meanwhile, her master, Lin Fan, was lounging in a chair, directing a group of mercenary kings who had once struck fear into the hearts of nations to loosen the soil in a vegetable patch where cabbages had just been harvested, using a few rusty hoes.
She thought for a moment, then spoke to her grandfather on the other end of the projection screen in an extremely calm tone:
"Grandpa, I don't know what kind of being the Master really is."
"All I know is that I was able to enter the realm of terrestrial immortals because I drank a cup of tea that the master brewed with the leaves of the small tree in the courtyard."
"The stir-fried cabbage with vinegar that I just ate was watered with the essence and blood of a real dragon."
"As for my current job..."
Fang Qingxue glanced at the pile of greasy dishes in the kitchen.
"She is the master's personal maid, responsible for his daily life, as well as... washing dishes."
With each word she spoke, Fang Tianwen's breathing became heavier on the other end of the communication jade.
When Fang Qingxue finished speaking her last words, Fang Tianwen had already completely stopped breathing.
His mind was blank, filled only with a deafening roar.
Tea made from the leaves of the World Tree?
Is the blood of a true dragon irrigating the immortal vegetables?
He felt that his worldview, values, and outlook on life, which he had built up over the past hundred years, were completely and ruthlessly crushed into the finest dust by an irresistible force in that instant.
He had always believed that his Fang family, as a reclusive martial arts family with a thousand-year-old tradition, had long stood at the pinnacle of the mortal world.
He always believed that his pure Yang Qi was the limit of martial arts in the human world.
But now he realizes how ridiculous and insignificant he is.
What he called the mountain peak was probably not even a speck of dust in front of that young man's courtyard.
His century-long cultivation, which he was so proud of, was nothing more than a joke that would make all the gods and Buddhas laugh their heads off when compared to someone else's cup of tea and a bite of food.
"Opportunity...this is more than just opportunity..."
Fang Tianwen muttered to himself, his voice filled with despair and a burning fervor.
"This is clearly a miracle! It's a living god descending to earth!"
He looked at his granddaughter on the projector screen, who was about to go to the kitchen, and his expression changed instantly.
That's no longer about looking after a junior.
Rather, it was as if we were looking up at a saintly woman chosen by the gods to walk among mortals!
"Clear the snow!"
His voice suddenly became incredibly solemn, carrying an unquestionable authority.
"Listen up!"
"From this day forward, you are no longer the heir of the Fang family!"
"Your only identity is that senior's... maid!"
"You must serve your senior with your life! Every word, every thought of your senior is the supreme decree of our Fang family! Do you understand?!"
Fang Qingxue was completely stunned.
She never expected that her grandfather, who was always arrogant, valued the family's prestige above all else, and looked down on the world, would say such a thing.
"I...I understand, Grandpa."
"Good! Good! Good!"
Fang Tianwen said "good" three times in a row, and a sickly flush rose on his pale face.
He knew that the Fang family had made the right bet!
No, it's Qingxue who stumbled upon an incredible stroke of luck in the immortal realm!
The Fang family is about to soar to great heights!
"You can focus on serving your elders; you no longer need to worry about anything related to the family."
"I...I will soon depart for the capital to personally visit that senior and apologize!"
After Fang Tianwen finished speaking, he cut off the communication without waiting for Fang Qingxue's response.
The projection disappeared, and the jade pendant returned to its cool state.
Fang Qingxue held the warm, smooth jade pendant, standing there, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
She had a strong premonition.
From this day forward, her life, and indeed the fate of the entire Fang family, will embark on a magnificent future that she can never predict.
And this is where it all began.
Simply because she walked into this seemingly ordinary courtyard house.
And the man who made her wash the dishes.