Chapter 28: Eating a Celestial Fruit—Could It Really Enhance One’s Beauty?

“Boss, how about we negotiate a bit?”
Bai Feng mustered her courage, striking first: “Since you’ve already figured out who we really are, there’s no need for me to hide it anymore. Yes, both Kun Bu and I are from Yan Jing, and we’re members of the Xuan Sect Society.”

“To be honest, our actions tonight were indeed abrupt and improper; we shouldn’t have entered without permission. But we had no other choice. We only…”

“Ha, ‘no other choice,’ you say.”
Chu Xiaoyu’s cold laugh interrupted Bai Feng’s explanation. “I don’t care what your real purpose is. The fact is, you entered my farm without my permission, sneaking in as you did. That’s already a crime.”

“Yes, I must admit, what we did constitutes a crime. We truly know we were wrong, and we won’t dare to do it again.”

“Boss, please, I beg you to be merciful and let us go. You’re magnanimous, surely the gods will bless you, and you’ll live a long life…”

“Stop! Enough!”
Once a woman starts nagging, it’s truly terrifying, like the old-fashioned foot-binding cloth—long and smelly.

Chu Xiaoyu had to cut her off. “Speak honestly, what was your purpose?”

This time, Kun Bu replied: “Mr. Chu, it’s like this. Our Xuan Sect Society has been studying metaphysical phenomena that science can’t explain. For example, whether cultivators exist in this world.”

A faint smile curved at the corner of Chu Xiaoyu’s lips. “So, do you believe cultivators exist?”

“Well… how should I put it… according to our years of…”

“Let me speak, Boss Chu. I’ll put it this way: the world is vast and full of wonders. Especially here in Phoenix Village, that purple mist swirling around your village year-round—don’t you find this natural phenomenon strange?”

“Yes, it is very strange,” Chu Xiaoyu agreed.

“Exactly, strange is right,” Bai Feng continued. “Our Xuan Sect Society in Yan Jing specializes in studying such natural oddities. Things like Kun Bu mentioned—cultivators, or arts of longevity—they’re all within our scope of research.”

“So? You sneak around my manor to study it?” Chu Xiaoyu laughed and questioned.

Revisiting old matters, Bai Feng felt embarrassed. “Ahem… Actually, we just… By the way, Boss, I recall that last time we stayed here, your back garden didn’t have all these fruit trees. What about that…”

“Oh, you know a bit too much. Aren’t you worried I might silence you?”

Chu Xiaoyu’s words, half joking and half serious, sent a chill through Bai Feng and Kun Bu.

No matter how they looked at this farm owner, he was unfathomable—so mysterious, even terrifyingly profound.

Both Bai Feng and Kun Bu felt as if their pigtails had been yanked, constipation struck, but even with strength they couldn’t relieve themselves.

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“Boss, your jokes are quite amusing. Haha…” Kun Bu could only force an awkward laugh.

“You think I’m joking? What if I’m serious?”

Chu Xiaoyu’s half-smile, half-serious demeanor almost made Bai Feng and Kun Bu kneel.

As members of the Xuan Sect Society, they had some martial skills.

But for some reason, standing before Chu Xiaoyu, even if they had a thousand tons of strength, under his overwhelming aura, they couldn’t use any of it.

Terrifying! Deeply horrifying!

His harmless face gave rise to an unprecedented suffocating feeling, as if an evil force gripped their necks, making breathing difficult.

Bai Feng and Kun Bu, oppressed by this invisible, dreadful force, were drenched in cold sweat.

“All right, let’s not dwell on it. I see you meant no harm. Just this once, don’t let it happen again. You may leave.”

“Ah… Thank you, Boss, we’ll go right away.”
Bai Feng and Kun Bu hurried out together.

Back from the brink.

Indeed, their recent experience was just like that.

Outside the farm, Bai Feng and Kun Bu gasped for air.

Thinking back to the terrifying scene inside, they knew they’d never forget it.

That invisible, dreadful force—unseen, untouchable, but so vividly felt.

Overwhelming, intensely shocking!

“Bai Bai… Sis, from now on, even if I had the courage of a bear or a leopard, I wouldn’t dare set foot in that strange farm again,” Kun Bu said, collapsing to the ground, panting, and wiping cold sweat from his brow.

Bai Feng stroked her pounding chest and nodded, “Yes, what we just went through was truly frightening. I don’t think I’ll ever forget it.”

That boss, who seemed like a salted fish, always spoke to them in a slow, indifferent manner.

But that was only on the surface; the reality was very different.

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This man is bizarre—so bizarre it seemed he wasn’t a mortal, but a god from the heavens.

A god?

Yes!
Calling that terrifying man a god was fitting.

The two panted for a long time, finally calming their nerves and emotions.

Kun Bu glanced at Bai Feng, suddenly exclaiming, “Ah! Bai Bai… Sis, you, you…”

“What is it? Did you see a ghost?”

“Your face… touch it yourself.”

Bai Feng realized something, reached up to her cheek, and was stunned: “What… my scar… that annoying lump has miraculously disappeared?”

On Bai Feng’s left cheek was a raised scar, the result of an accident during a mission.

She’d had it checked, and the doctor said the scar was on a facial nerve and blood vessel, making surgery impossible without risking facial paralysis.

Girls are naturally vain, and a bump like that really affects appearance.

But surgery would mean facial paralysis. Between beauty and paralysis, she had to choose paralysis.

“Sis Bai, how did your lump just vanish? It’s amazing!” Kun Bu was astonished.

Bai Feng wept with joy, “I… I don’t even know what happened.”

“Wait! Let me guess—is it related to the fruit we ate earlier? I think… that suddenly appeared orchard is very strange. Think about it—could that be the reason?”

Boom!

Could the fruit they ate unwittingly be celestial fruit? Could it actually beautify?

It’s truly miraculous.