37: Chapter 37 Teacher Su's Uncle Comes to Visit
After finishing Teacher Su's character panel, Yun Zhuo took out two more runes to slot into it.
One added 120 points of lightning attribute damage, and the other added 5% to the critical hit rate.
After slotting the runes, Yun Zhuo saw that the System account had 1.63 million left, so he simply boosted the "Six Harmonies Great Spear" directly to the Return to Truth Realm.
Previously, with no money, he had to practice bitterly, consoling himself that it could level up skills while saving money.
Now that he had money, why would he still practice like an idiot? If he didn't take the shortcut provided by the System, wouldn't he be brain-dead?
【 Name: Yun Zhuo 】
【 Rank: 10 】
【 Age: 18 】
【 Talent: Heaven Rank Middle Grade 】
【 Strength: 70 × 6 】
【 Physique: 90 × 6 】
【 Agility: 70 × 6 】
【 Spirit: 100 × 6 】
【 Spiritual Energy: 1520 (Recovers 2 per second) 】
【 Cultivation Technique: Six Harmonies Dragon Python Strength 】
【 Skills: Basic Blade Technique (Introductory), Stance Step Flat Spear Style (Major Achievement), Six Harmonies Great Spear (Return to Truth Realm), Breaking Delusion and Seeing Truth (Advanced Version) 】
【 War Princess: Su Qingyuan 】
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The setting sun dyed the glass windows of the training room orange-red. The light slanted in, dragging long, soft patches of light across the floor.
Yun Zhuo walked into the kitchen and happened to see Teacher Su plating the last spoonful of twice-cooked pork into a white porcelain dish. The glossy meat slices were coated in deep red sauce, setting off the bright green bell pepper chunks. The small kitchen was filled with mouth-watering meaty aromas.
Su Qingyuan turned to see him, the corners of her mouth curling into a faint smile, her eyes filled with warm light: "You came just in time. Take this twice-cooked pork out. The rice is freshly steamed, and we can eat after stir-frying one more dish."
As she spoke, she handed him a pair of heat-resistant gloves, afraid he might get burned by the plate.
"Please, I'm not some sissy. Why would I need gloves to carry a dish?"
Although Teacher Su didn't understand the internet slang, she knew he was referring to being effeminate. She laughed: "Alright, my little Xiao Zhuo is a little man, so hurry up and help me carry the dish out."
After saying this, she handed the plate to Yun Zhuo.
"Okay, Mom." Yun Zhuo smiled and took the plate.
Teacher Su's face flushed instantly, and she raised her hand in mock anger: "Are you looking for death? You just know how to spout nonsense."
"Can't help it, who told you to be so gentle, Teacher Su? It makes me think of my mom whenever I see you."
As he spoke, Yun Zhuo had already run out laughing.
"Sigh, this brat. Am I that old? Can I be your mom?"
She shook her head, restarted the pan to heat the oil, and stir-fried some sour and spicy shredded potatoes.
Just as she put the shredded potatoes in the pan, Yun Zhuo returned.
"Teacher Su, who did you learn this cooking from? Look at these shredded potatoes; the thickness isn't off by even a fraction. It must have taken over a decade of knife skills, right?"
"I learned it from a teacher at school."
"Your school used to teach this?"
"I attended an elite girls' school when I was young."
"Elites eat shredded potatoes too?"
"Why wouldn't they? Elites are people too, and people need to eat. It's just that the preparation is more sophisticated."
"Where is your home, Teacher Su?"
At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from outside the small kitchen: "In Tianting City. If you want to go, I can send you there."
Yun Zhuo was startled. When did this person arrive? How come he didn't notice at all?
Teacher Su's eyes widened suddenly, her tone full of surprise: "Uncle! Why are you here?"
"Uncle?" Yun Zhuo frowned slightly, looking first at the stunned Teacher Su, then turning to look at the kitchen entrance.
Ling Lifeng stood there. He was in his forties, wearing a well-fitted dark gray suit. Silver hair was mixed with deep brown at his temples, and a noble air was hidden between his brows. Just by standing there, he added a sense of composure to the surrounding air.
He looked at Teacher Su and smiled slightly.
"I originally wanted to see who was using this training room, but I didn't expect it to be you, girl. You've actually already reached Rank 10? Not bad."
Then, when he looked at Yun Zhuo, his face sank.
"You brat, come out with me."
Teacher Su quickly moved the pot to the side stove and stepped in between the two of them: "Uncle, what are you trying to do?"
"Nothing, just want to have a chat with him." Ling Lifeng softened his tone, trying to coax her away: "Hurry up and go cook. Your uncle hasn't tasted your cooking in many years."
"No, explain yourself first."
"Alright." Ling Lifeng had an expression that said he really couldn't do anything about her, and asked: "Why did you take a fancy to this brat? Not to mention you were once his teacher, look at him—what part of him is good?"
"Wait a second." Yun Zhuo said: "Uncle, you need to make that clear. What part of me isn't good?"
Ling Lifeng frowned: "Who is your uncle?"
"Teacher Su and I are definitely going to get married in the future. You are her uncle, so doesn't that make you my uncle?" Yun Zhuo said righteously, not showing a hint of fear.
Su Qingyuan tugged at his sleeve secretly, her cheeks flushed as she said: "What nonsense are you spouting again, you brat?"
Yun Zhuo raised an eyebrow at her, teasing her on purpose: "Really? Don't tell me you want to marry someone else in the future?"
"I... did I say that?"
"Uncle, look, Little Yuan isn't objecting. I've decided to call you Uncle."
Ling Lifeng said in a deep voice: "Married? Kid, do you know what you are saying?"
"I know. Marry Little Yuan, then have a bunch of kids, and have them call you Great-Uncle."
Teacher Su's face turned red. She bit her lower lip and glared at Yun Zhuo, coquettishly angry: "Do you take me for a pig? Having a whole bunch—if you want to have them, go have them yourself."
"Hey, wasn't I just trying to liven up the atmosphere?"
"Enough." Ling Lifeng interrupted the two of them impatiently: "If it wasn't for Little Yuan being here today, you wouldn't even have the chance to speak."
"Uncle, then you'd better be careful. Little Yuan and I have concluded a death pact."
"A death pact! You actually dared to let my Little Yuan conclude a death pact with you?"
"That's right. It symbolizes our love that will last until death. Is there a problem?"
"I think you are looking for death, kid."
"Uncle, it's meaningless to say that now. Don't you want to know why Little Yuan is willing to conclude a death pact with me?"
"Why?"
"Because Little Yuan doesn't want to be treated as a tool for a political marriage, used by you all as trash. And I want to help her prove that all of you have misjudged her."
"Just you?" Ling Lifeng sneered, his eyes full of disdain.
"Yes, just me, Yun Zhuo. Remember my name: Yun Zhuo—Yun as in white cloud, Zhuo as in excellence."
Ling Lifeng narrowed his eyes and stared at Yun Zhuo for a long time: "Boastful. A mere Earth Rank Middle Grade, daring to speak such big words."
"Earth Rank Middle Grade? Little Yuan, tell Uncle, what Rank are we now?"
Su Qingyuan immediately straightened her back, her face full of pride, her voice clear: "Heaven Rank Middle Grade."
"That's impossible. Does your kid know the 'Harmony Birth Fortune Technique'? No, that's not right, the 'Harmony Birth Fortune Technique' can only raise a War Spirit Master's Rank."
"If Uncle doesn't believe it, we can go to the guild for an appraisal right now."
Yun Zhuo's tone was calm, but he added: "However, I have one condition. The appraisal results cannot be entered into my and Little Yuan's records."
"What's difficult about that?" Ling Lifeng suppressed the shock in his heart, his eyes adding a bit of scrutiny: "But if the appraisal result comes out and you are still Earth Rank Middle Grade, what then?"
"Uncle, can you still kill me?"
"You... kid, don't think that just because you concluded a death pact with my Little Yuan, I can't do anything to you. Do you know that in this world, there are plenty of ways to make someone wish they were dead?"
"So that means, if the appraisal result is Earth Rank Middle Grade, you will bless me and Little Yuan?"
"Hmph." Ling Lifeng sneered: "Boastful. Let's go!"
"The guild is already closed now, right?"
"I can make them open the doors."