Primordial Cultivator



Yang Wei was clearly awestruck by the capability of Jing Feng when she said she could easily meet with Zhou Liang if she wanted to. 

He believed her wholeheartedly and the thought of her boasting and lying had never crossed his mind. After all, there was no point in her lying to him regarding such a matter. 

"J-Jing Feng, just how much more ability do you have?" Yang Wei asked stutteringly. 

"At this rate, my heart would have received an attack if it weren't for my strong mind." 

"No, you wouldn't, Yang Wei." Jing Feng giggled softly as she caressed his face. "If you were such a weak-hearted man, then do you expect I would ever fall for you?" 

Yang Wei pouted slightly and felt like his gender had been changed. Jing Feng seemed more like the man of the family when he considered all of her background and abilities together. 

"Sigh, I should change my gender to a female now. Otherwise, I'm going to be judged by every single living male being in this world for being a soft-rice king." Yang Wei smiled bitterly. 

A soft-rice king is a term for men who specifically lived off of women's money. It was also a negative term for men since they are being judged for their inferiority and incapability to be better than their women. 

Meanwhile, Jing Feng shrugged her shoulders as she had never cared about public opinions before.

"Then you can be a soft-rice king forever, Yang Wei." Jing Feng teased.

Just when Yang Wei was about to respond to that, she directly leaned in and kissed him on the lips. 

A few minutes later, she pulled out from the kiss and rubbed his chest slightly. 

"Even if you are a soft-rice king, you must have some ability to conquer a feisty and domineering woman such as me. This alone is enough to tell the world that you are by no means a country bumpkin." She said calmly. 

And she continued, "I believe in you and your strength. Hence, in the future, when you become the strongest, it would be me relying on you. By then, I'll brag to the entire world that I have a powerful man as a backup." 

Hearing that, Yang Wei felt like his heart had melted into nothingness. How can someone not be moved by the trust and belief she held for him? 

Yang Wei wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered, "Meeting you and falling in love with you was my greatest achievement in life."

"Mhmm, I know…"

Sometime later, they began eating their breakfast together, with Yang Wei feeding some of the caviar to her mouth and vice versa. It was an extremely joyful moment for them, and it was blinding everyone else in the vicinity.

As for the waiter, who had been thoroughly reprimanded by the higher-ups, he was jealous and envious of Yang Wei. 

'Sigh, why does this person have such lady luck whereas I'm still single as fuck. And to make things worse, I always get the short end of the stick and was blamed for every misfortune.' The waiter lamented his poor fate and wondered if he was destined to be trampled upon.

While the waiter was mauling over his miserable life, Yang Wei was enjoying the time of his life when Jing Feng made a bold action.

She used the designated spoon for caviar known as the Mother-of-Pearl to scoop in some caviar from the tin can and placed it in her mouth. Afterward, she grabbed Yang Wei's face gently and kissed him deeply, pushing the caviar that was in her mouth to his.

Yang Wei's eye sockets nearly popped out when he tasted the umami of the caviar and the sweetness of her saliva. This was what people usually called, a mouth-to-mouth feed. 

It was a heavenly pleasure to receive such an ambitious act and gentleness from their beloved woman. 

"So how was the caviar?" Jing Feng grabbed a tissue and wiped her mouth gently, asking him about the taste.

Meanwhile, Yang Wei was too stunned to speak as he was reminiscing about the action of Jing Feng. 

Seeing his dazed and silly look, Jing Feng already knew the answer in her heart. It was just that she wanted to see if he could still have the mindset to respond to her. 

"Anyway, our breakfast is almost finished, and we should get going soon." Jing Feng said and explained how time was running out. There were still a bunch of things to do, so she could not afford to spend any longer in the City of Love.

Yang Wei also understood this part as he nodded his head. Though he got one final request before calling their journey an end.

"Jing Feng… can you do that again?" He asked eagerly, clearly wanting to experience the mouth-to-mouth feed again. 

Jing Feng was caught off-guard and sighed in defeat. 

"You're such a naughty man," She teased but still agreed to his request and gave him another mouthful of caviar taste infused with her saliva. 

Once they finished her breakfast, Jing Feng called out for the waiter that had been waiting on the side for a long time.

When the waiter heard her calling, he quickly rushed to the table and showed her the wine that was wrapped tightly in a gifting style. 

"Here's the wine that our inn offered as an apology." The waiter said and placed the wine down at the table.

Jing Feng nodded her head. "Hmm, you can leave now." 

"You're not going to open the gift wrapper and check the wine?" The waiter asked in a disbelief tone. Even though the inn offered the wine to them as an apology, one would normally open the gift wrapper to check if the content was indeed what they wanted. 

"No need… I believe your inn wouldn't dare to pull some petty tricks like gifting me a fake wine. After all, you wouldn't want me back here and demolish the inn, right?" Jing Feng said in a calm tone.

However, for the waiter, it was like death god's final words to him. 

Luckily, the inn was smart enough to not do something stupid like that. Otherwise, they can kiss goodbye to their business and benefit the other inn that would enjoy their misfortune. 

"Yang Wei, store the wine in your spatial ring." Jing Feng instructed.

Although albeit confused by her demand, Yang Wei complied with it nonetheless. He swiftly stored the wine into his spatial ring and stood up. 

Given how they didn't have to pay for the breakfast despite the luxurious food they ate, Yang Wei was happy to take Jing Feng's hand and leave like a boss.

Who told them to look down on him?

While doing so, they angered Jing Feng and ended up in a sticky situation. Hence, Yang Wei didn't even feel any remorse for eating free. If he could have stuffed more food inside his stomach, then he wouldn't mind making the inn bleed even more. 

With this act as a foundation, the inn should learn from its mistakes and stop looking down on its customers. There's a reason why there was a term called crouching tiger and hidden dragons. 

You'll never know if the person you're serving is a hidden powerhouse that could raid your business into nothingness. 

Sometime later, Yang Wei and Jing Feng exited the City of Love. 

Though it was only for one day, Yang Wei was completely satisfied by the amount of time they had spent together. 

When being with someone you love, time doesn't really matter. What matters is what they did and how they enjoyed their activity together. 

Jing Feng retrieved her flying sword and smiled at Yang Wei. 

"Do you have something in your mind?" She asked. Being with him for so long, she had gradually understood when he had something on his mind.

Yang Wei nodded his head. "Why did you ask me to store the wine in my spatial ring? It was clear that the inn wanted you to have the wine and not me." 

"Heh, if you are going to meet with my parents, then shouldn't it be customary for you to gift them something valuable?" Jing Feng chuckled softly at his ignorance. 

"The wines made by Zhou Liang are top-notch quality, especially this 145 years old. With such a bottle of wine as a gift, it would go to show them that you are not just a nobody, but someone capable." She added. 

Jing Feng was meticulous and had thought far ahead in the future.

However, her arrangement this time had left a bitter taste in Yang Wei's mouth. He admitted that he could not offer much to Jing Feng with his current condition, but that doesn't mean he would also need her help in coming up with a decent gift to meet his in-laws. 

"Jing Feng, I understand your good intentions, but I wish to offer them something on my own." Yang Wei said calmly, hoping that she could understand that he still wanted to have a bit of pride.