Chapter 59 (1/2)

“This is where we’re staying?” Azalea muttered to herself. “It’s a lot smaller than my room.”

Kid Vremya glanced at the structure. It wasn’t a building; it was closer to what one would call a landscape. It was a circular mound with three entrances: there were two entrances on the bottom and one entrance above them, each leading to a different cave. Without saying anything, Kid Vremya entered the room on the left. He could sense the spiritual energy within the cave was denser than the rest. It was barely noticeable, less than a one-percent difference, but every little bit mattered.

“Hey, who said you could have that cave?” Ruby asked. Whether it was due to fate or some other reason, Kid Vremya was stuck in the same mound as Azalea and Ruby. The elders claimed it was because they were the strongest of the batch; therefore, they were given the best location in the area designated for new disciples. When Ruby saw that Kid Vremya had zero intention of replying to her, she scowled. Back at home, no one ever ignored her, but now, there was someone treating her like she treated her servants. It was unbearable! She stomped towards the cave entrance Kid Vremya had entered and promptly walked into an invisible barrier, smooshing her face flat.

“You’re not allowed to enter someone else’s abode without their permission,” Azalea said to Ruby, who was clutching her nose with tears in her eyes. “It was in the rulebook.”

“I hate him!” Ruby said. She climbed up the mound and entered the cave above the rest. Once she was inside, she jumped up and down, hoping to disturb the arrogant brat living underneath her. Azalea scratched her head before taking the last remaining cave.

A few hours later, Azalea stepped out of her cave. She looked up and found that Ruby’s cave was already vacant. The defensive formation was turned off, indicating she wasn’t inside. So, Azalea walked a few feet over to the entrance of Kid Vremya’s cave. She knocked on the transparent barrier. “Hello, it’s me, Azalea. Are you hungry?”

“No.”

“Oh.” Azalea scratched her head. “Did you already eat?”

“No.”

“Oh.” Azalea scratched her head again. “Are you going to eat?”

“No.”

Azalea blinked. Although Kid Vremya was pretty strong, judging by the elders’ reactions, that didn’t mean he didn’t need to eat. Only foundation establishment cultivators could ignore food and substitute with spiritual energy instead. “Are you a foundation establishment expert?” she asked. If he was, then it definitely made sense as to why all the elders were fighting over him. When she had first left to join the sect, her father and mother told her that with her talent, she’d definitely become the personal disciple of an elder, but because of Kid Vremya, her parents were made into liars.

“No.”

“Then…, do you want me to bring you food?”

“No.”

Azalea pursed her lips. Her neighbor was really too unfriendly. “Do you even need to eat?”

“No.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Oh, her neighbor did know how to say something other than no, but was he really telling the truth? “Really, really? Only foundation establishment experts can go without eating.”

A deep sigh came out of the cave. “If I teach you how to do it, will you stop bothering me?”