This Is My Planet - Chapter 29 - Chapter 29 – Learning Cultivation

Actually, Xia Guixuan didn’t know how to prove himself as a human.

With his cultivation, even if he were an extraterrestrial demon, no one could verify if he was masquerading as a human. So, Yan Wuyue knew that no matter how he was assessed, he would always be considered human.

But Xia Guixuan didn’t need to prove anything. Anyway, he had already said it, whether she believed it or not was up to her.

Yan Wuyue fixedly looked at him for a while and earnestly said, “I believe.”

After saying those two words, she turned abruptly and strode downstairs, “Your ID has been arranged. Including the battle armor you wanted, I’ll have someone deliver it to you later… As for your life-saving favor, I’ll repay it separately in the future. Farewell for now!”

Believing meant that, as a human, he could freely engage with anything without her questioning or being on guard. Instead, she might even back him up.

Although this might be meaningless, as Xia Guixuan could do whatever he wanted with his strength, and this kingdom couldn’t stop him anyway, what difference did it make if she believed it or not? However, as Yin Xiaoru had said, when people are willing to believe you at your word, isn’t that something to be happy about?

Watching her swift and steady figure, he knew that she had completely snapped out of her previous “bewildered” state and had once again regained the demeanor of a fierce warrior.

Moreover, it seemed that because she believed he was human, everything felt much easier for her. Even her subconscious muscle tension had relaxed considerably, and she looked refreshed.

Xia Guixuan knew she was living quite exhaustively… If she were just a rough and fierce warrior, that would be one thing, but in reality, she wasn’t. Those fiery, insightful eyes could see through many things; the more she saw, the more burdened she felt.

Xia Guixuan even wondered, why bother? Why not just go to the Divine Descendants? As a formidable figure in the Qian Yuan Realm, if she were in a society primarily based on cultivation, she would definitely be a dominant figure, much more comfortable than she was here.

For him, both were “descendants,” with no significant difference. However, both sides didn’t share this sentiment. What made life admirable was persistence, even if it seemed insignificant from a higher perspective.

Among those who felt it insignificant, some would trample on this persistence, while others would respect it. This was the difference in philosophies.

Xia Guixuan belonged to the latter… Although he had seen too much and couldn’t stir many ripples in himself.

“Hey, hey, Sister Yan, aren’t you having breakfast?” Yin Xiaoru’s voice came from below.

“I don’t need to eat at all. Pretending to eat with you every time is exhausting.”

“Hey, wait!” Yin Xiaoru grabbed Yan Wuyue and asked in a lowered voice, “Have you bid farewell to your naive love?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Yan Wuyue chuckled, “By the way, this man might be a late-stage Teng Yun cultivator. Don’t be fooled by his silly little demon appearance. If he’s not telling you the truth, he might not be a good person.”

Xia Guixuan: “…”

You could just go along with my charade. What’s the meaning of that last sentence?

Yin Xiaoru was quite pleased, “I already knew that.”

Yan Wuyue didn’t know why she had said such a provocative thing. Seeing Yin Xiaoru completely unaffected, she felt a bit embarrassed. She hurriedly said, “I’m off, got things to do,” and dashed out of the villa like her life depended on it, disappearing into the sky in a blaze.

In the midst of the flames, there seemed to be a glance back at Xia Guixuan standing on the balcony, as if bidding farewell.

“Always so impetuous.” Yin Xiaoru complained for a moment before calling out, “Xia Guixuan, come down for breakfast! Don’t tell me you don’t need to eat too!”

“I actually don’t need to…”

“Yan Wuyue is a fifth-level warrior; normal food barely supplements her energy; it’s just for taste. But with your Teng Yun cultivation…” Yan Xiaoru was a bit unsure. “Normal food should still have some value, right? Actually, I’ve added quite a few special herbs to it…”

Xia Guixuan didn’t explain. He leisurely descended the stairs. “Anyway, what you make is delicious. I’m happy to eat some; it’s a form of respect for your labor.”

“You’re sensible.” Yin Xiaoru became happier, then complained with a spatula in hand, “Much better than that woman with an attitude.”

But she forgot, Yan Wuyue had eaten with her countless times. She missed only once, and now her best friend was complaining about her to a man.

Who knew if Yan Wuyue would have internal injuries after hearing this.

Xia Guixuan also understood why these two women, with such different cultivation and identities, became best friends. They both had divine descendant blood, the same human heart. If it weren’t for their bloodline burdens, they wouldn’t have been any different from humans. In Yin Xiaoru, Yan Wuyue could probably see another version of herself, so it was natural for her to take care of and be close to her.

Then there’s this Yin Xiaoru, how to put it? Sometimes, Xia Guixuan felt she wasn’t a fox, but a husky.

Of course, not when she went outside.

“You eat, why are your eyes rolling at me?” Yin Xiaoru puffed her cheeks, “Your eyes suddenly brightened? Do you think sister here is very pretty? I’m sorry to tell you, no matter how pretty I am, it has nothing to do with you. The pretend boyfriend drama is over, and your formula is already in the making. You’re of no use now; you can move to the courtyard today.”

Xia Guixuan always felt like laughing at the way she spoke. He casually changed the topic, “Where’s Yin Zhongxiang?”

“He was sent back to headquarters by me. After all, it was just a minor mistake in reporting. I couldn’t do much about it.” Yin Xiaoru paused and suddenly chuckled, “Maybe my second aunt has a romantic fate with that domineering CEO, haha.”

Xia Guixuan chuckled, “As the head butler and guard leader, Yin Zhongxian was originally at the peak of a first-level genetic warrior, and still had some abilities. If he’s been sent away, isn’t there an issue with your security now?”

Yin Xiaoru hesitated for a moment, “Promote someone else… or I’m thinking of maybe having Sister Yan find a few retired soldiers for me, what do you think?”

“It’s different now. Previously, even if you didn’t have a guard, it might have been fine, but now, someone from the Zhou family might be targeting you. By the time Yan Wuyue sends someone, your body will be cold… Plus, Yan Wuyue has her own mess to deal with. Why bother her with this small matter?”

Yin Xiaoru glanced at him sideways, “What, you’re a Teng Yun late-stage powerhouse, aren’t you reliable enough to stay and protect me?”

Xia Guixuan was at his wit’s end, “I think you should enhance your self-protection power… Learn some immortal techniques from an expert…”

Yin Xiaoru paused… Previously, she said she wouldn’t learn, but she was actually somewhat interested. Xia Guixuan’s whimsical transformation techniques perfectly suited her taste. That thing was so much fun! And the levitation technique, how much trouble it saved… she could even fly in the future.

Moreover, she didn’t seem to have much talent in genetic breakthroughs… At twenty-four, just achieving the second level, she could indeed look down on others in this small town. But placed in a major city, it would be embarrassing.

Others might say she didn’t need to cultivate and could make money as the company head, hiring people for protection… but she knew she couldn’t. As a divine descendant, she lacked sufficient power and felt insecure.

Yet, she didn’t know the divine descendant’s cultivation methods… relying only on a few minor techniques from her innate talent, serving as auxiliaries with low value.

If Xia Guixuan were a late-stage Teng Yun cultivator, he’d be truly qualified to be her master.

Early-stage Qin Xin, late-stage Teng Yun- despite the one-level difference in the major realm, there was a stark disparity of seventeen to eighteen layers in the minor realm, especially the significant barrier of late-stage Teng Yun, which was an insurmountable hurdle for most people in their lifetime.

“Um… learning is fine…” Yin Xiaoru finally swallowed her food and cautiously asked, “But, I don’t have to worship you as my master, right?”

Xia Guixuan replied, “Dream on.”

Yin Xiaoru: “???”

“Becoming my disciple carries too much karmic consequence.” Xia Guixuan wasn’t joking with her; his tone was rather serious. “I see your fox clan talent is quite good, it’s a pity to waste it. I’ve already given you some guidance, but truly becoming my successor, you… might not be qualified.”

Yin Xiaoru nearly flipped the table. She was not keen on calling him master and serving tea and water; you’ve got the wrong person!

Xia Guixuan pondered, “I can’t just go by intuition. I should carefully examine your aptitude and tailor a suitable method for you…”

Yin Xiaoru was unaware of how terrifying it was to ‘tailor a suitable method.’ Lost in her own thoughts, she stood up gracefully, approached Xia Guixuan, and sweetly asked, “Examining my aptitude? Is that so?”

As Xia Guixuan looked up, a surging wave seemed to sway before his eyes. In his ears, Yin Xiaoru’s voice was enchanting, “If you want to touch me, just say so. Pretending not to accept disciples, aren’t you just afraid of a taboo master-disciple relationship…”

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh

Before Yan Xiaoru could react, she found herself seated in a cross-legged position, thrown from the dining table to the living room.