The Yun Family's Ninth Child Is An Imp! Chapter 178 - You Have Brought This Upon Yourself

Chapter 178: You Have Brought This Upon Yourself

Yun Chujiu felt guilty in her heart and started to work enthusiastically.
In a short while, the fragrance of the roasted meat began to spread.
Yun Chujiu cut off a rabbit leg and handed it to Di Beiming. He snorted and did not take it.
Yun Chujiu rolled her eyes and cut the rabbit leg into small pieces. Then, she picked it up with chopsticks and fed Di Beiming. “Prince Charming, I was wrong! Please accept my sincere apology!”
Di Beiming thought for a moment and slowly opened his mouth.
Yun Chujiu was delighted and served him even more attentively.
“Prince Charming, try this piece. It has a little bit of muscle on it. It’s really strong!”
“Prince Charming, I helped you cool it down. It’s not hot anymore. I’ll feed you.”
“Prince Charming, are you thirsty? Come, drink some water!”
…
Di Beiming’s expression softened a lot, but he was still very angry in his heart. His words were only limited to ‘yes’ and silence.
Seeing Di Beiming like this, Yun Chujiu rolled her eyes and took out her rolling pin. She started to show off. “Prince Charming, I’ll tell you a secret. Other than me and Little Black, no one else knows.”
After Di Beiming saw the rolling pin, the corners of his eyes twitched. What the hell was this thing? It was a dark rolling pin!
“I dug it out from under Spirit Radiance Sect’s Southern Jade Square. It was buried by Patriarch Linghua. If I can get into the top ten in the trial one year from now, I’ll be Spirit Radiance Sect’s Little Ancestor Yun!”
Di Beiming, An Feng, and the others were dumbfounded. An Feng might be protecting Yun Chujiu in the dark, but there were many powerful figures in Spirit Radiance Sect. He did not dare to get too close to Southern Jade Square, so he did not know much of what happened that day.
Yun Chujiu told them everything in a cheerful manner. Then, she saw Di Beiming and the other two looking dumbfounded.
What?
Something that had not been discovered for ten thousand years was discovered by her after one lesson?
Was this ordinary-looking rolling pin an immortal artifact left behind by Patriarch Linghua? Or was it some Ninth Heaven Silver Dragon Wind Fire Rod?
Little Ancestor Yun?
Black Thing had become the true disciple of the founding patriarch of Spirit Radiance Sect?
Was that not too ridiculous?!
Seeing that they did not quite believe it, Yun Chujiu said straightforwardly, “Little Flame, come out and let them take a look. This master will allow you to eat some roasted meat.”
Thus, the incident that destroyed Di Beiming and the other two’s worldview happened.
A small silver dragon flew out from the pitch-black rolling pin and pounced toward the roasted meat on the stone table.
“I’ll eat, I’ll eat, I’ll eat, I’ll eat!”
The little black bird blinked its green bean eyes. Due to its ‘mistake’ earlier, when it saw Little Flame starting to eat, it licked its beak and went over. “Master, let me have some too!”
Yun Chujiu glared at it and waved her hand. Little Black quickly began to eat as well.
An Feng pointed at the silver dragon that was eating furiously and stuttered, “T-T-This is the spirit of the rolling pin? A spirit that can eat?”
Yun Chujiu nodded, “Yes. Have you seen such a weapon spirit before?”
An Feng shook his head like a rattle-drum. He thought to himself, ‘Ever since I met you, I’ve completely opened my eyes!’
Di Beiming felt even more frustrated. The things that happened to the black thing were getting stranger, and he had a feeling that he could not control it!
Thinking of this, Di Beiming snorted coldly and flung his sleeves and went into the house.
Yun Chujiu quickly followed him. “Prince Charming, let’s practice calligraphy!”
Di Beiming walked to the desk and picked up a piece of rice paper. He stared at Yun Chujiu coldly. “Is this what you want me to see?”
Yun Chujiu saw the words ‘gigolo is shameless’ and ‘Di Beiming is a stinky fish’ written on rice paper. Her intestines were about to turn green with regret. ‘What did it mean to bring disaster upon oneself? Me! It’s me!’