Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 357

Chapter 357 What Jiang Li Doesn’t Like to Eat

(“The Tyrannical Mahayana Fell in Love with Me” was written by the Holy Maiden of Pure Heart. See Chapters 208 and 209 for details. The previous chapter’s reference to Yu Yin was a typo.)

“Judging from your expression, you seem to have never heard of this book. It’s very popular in the market. Every maid in my palace owns a copy. While the writing is average, the author’s admiration and love for you are evident in the book.”

Yu Yin was amused by Jiang Li’s surprised expression.

She suspected the book was written by the Holy Maiden of Pure Heart, but had no evidence.

“I’ve seen this book in the Red Dust Pure Land, but I don’t know the author.” Jiang Li was speechless. The theme of the event was “Approaching Emperor Jiang Ren,” and he wouldn’t know the answer to this first question.

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart was all too familiar with “The Tyrannical Mahayana Fell in Love with Me.” It was her first book, and after a brief promotion in the Red Dust Pure Land, it received widespread acclaim. She then secretly took it out for sale, and the response was beyond her expectations.

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart was the first to raise her hand: “Nine Spring Nights.”

Yu Yin, sitting on the judges’ bench, shook her head slightly: “Wrong answer.”

The golden-eyed Bai Xueling raised her hand: “Six Spring Nights.”

“Correct answer, one point.”

Yu Yin dispelled her suspicions of the Holy Maiden of Pure Heart. The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart was

stunned. How could that be possible? She clearly remembered having nine Spring Nights with Jiang Li. Then, it dawned

on her: she had imagined it nine times, but had restrained herself when writing the book, only writing six.

“Second question, what was the first thing Emperor Jiang Ren said after his fourth Immortal Tribulation?”

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart raised her hand again: “Why hasn’t the Immortal Ladder appeared yet?”

“Wrong answer.”

The golden-eyed Bai Xueling raised her hand again: “Oh my god, why hasn’t the Immortal Ladder appeared yet?”

“Correct answer, congratulations, Bai Xueling, another point.”

Jiang Li: “???”

How could you remember something like this, and even perfectly reconstruct the curse words, when I can’t even remember them myself!

In recent years, Jiang Li has focused on self-cultivation and has rarely sworn.

Go back two or three hundred years, and he’d be cursing, too.

“Question three: When Zhou Emperor Ji Zhi evaluated Emperor Jiang Ren, he said Jiang Li was good at everything. What’s the second half of that sentence?”

“Except the way of time.”

“Correct answer. Congratulations to Bai Xueling for another point.”

Jiang Li: “…Ji Zhi, you bastard.”

“Where did you collect these bizarre questions?” Jiang Li looked at Yu Yin in confusion.

Yu Yin took a sip of her tea. It was good tea, but her brewing technique wasn’t as good as what she could brew herself.

She asked slowly, “Did you know that in the last hundred years, a new branch of knowledge has emerged?”

“I don’t know.”

“I bet you wouldn’t pay attention to such things. Major colleges have added a new discipline called ‘Jiang Li Studies.’ As the name suggests, it’s all about studying you.”

“They’re analyzing you based on your daily routine, behavior, diet, speech, and so on.”

“What have they found?”

Yu Yin curled her lips. “Nothing. They’re just trying to defraud you of spirit stone funds. Besides, they’re selling useless information to the female cultivators who admire you. I’ve already banned this discipline in the Tianyuan Dynasty.” “

It’s very easy to earn spirit stones from the female cultivators who admire you. I tried to persuade them to be more rational,

but they wouldn’t listen.” Compared to Yu Yin, Jiang Li had a stronger appeal among the female cultivators.

“I’ll keep an eye on this.”

“Question four: What is Emperor Jiang Ren’s least favorite food?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became cold. None of the participating female cultivators could answer, not even Bai Xueling, who had answered three questions correctly in a row.

If you were to ask what Emperor Jiang Ren liked to eat, it would undoubtedly be candied haws, but as for what he disliked, that was a mystery.

…

In the Bai Ze Dynasty palace, Bai Xueling, the Bai Ze figure, was not reviewing memorials.

Before her lay numerous books, large and small: history books, romance stories, and research collections. What these books had in common was that they all related to Jiang Li.

Bai Xueling was using her spiritual sense to rapidly search for a book that mentioned Jiang Li’s dislikes.

“Quick, quick, where is it?” the golden-eyed Bai Xueling urged the real Bai Xueling.

Their feelings and thoughts were in sync. What the real Bai Xueling knew, the golden-eyed Bai Xueling also knew. She had used this method to win three times in a row.

“I can’t find it,” the real Bai Xueling said dejectedly. There were many books about Jiang Li, but they didn’t cover every detail of his life.

…

“Jiang Li doesn’t like celery,”

the Pure Heart Saint’s voice echoed confidently.

“The answer is correct. Saint Maiden gets one point.”

The golden-eyed Bai Xueling asked curiously, “Saint Maiden, how did you know?”

Joyful Bodhisattva and Meng Youyou were also waiting for the answer from the Pure Heart Saint Maiden.

The Pure Heart Saint Maiden smiled sweetly, “Jiang Li rescued me from the hands of the demon cultivators. We lived together for three months. Although I am not familiar with worldly affairs, my cooking skills are decent, so I cooked for him.”

“He ate whatever I cooked, until one time, I made celery fried with bacon. He only ate the bacon and didn’t eat a single bite of the celery.”

In the stands, the Red Dust Fairy patted Jiang Li’s shoulder, as if she had found a kindred spirit, “It’s okay. I don’t like celery either.”

The Red Dust Fairy had already practiced fasting, but she was very free in the Red Dust Pure Land, so she asked her disciples to make delicious food.

Then she ate the most unpalatable thing in the world – celery.

Jiang Li looked at Yu Yin with a bad face, “This question couldn’t have been asked by those who study me?”

It’s easy to figure out what he likes to eat, since he eats it often. But it’s far more difficult to pinpoint what he doesn’t like.

Those who specialize in “Jiang Li Studies” can’t possibly know what foods he dislikes.

Jiang Li hasn’t even eaten celery a few times, and even fewer people know he doesn’t like it.

Yu Yin is one of those few.

Yu Yin expressionlessly said, “Island Master Mo’s kindness was hard to refuse, so I just casually offered a few.”

“Empress, it was clearly you who brought it up.” Island Master Mo had already spotted Yu Yin mumbling to herself when she appeared. After a moment’s reflection, she easily determined that it was the elusive Jiang Renhuang who was nearby.

“Island Master Mo, you’re mistaken. You invited me to pose the questions.”

“Yes, yes, I did.” Island Master Mo chuckled softly, not dwelling on the issue.

“Long time no see, Renhuang.”

“Island Master, you’re too polite. Just call me Jiang Li.”

He swung his rocky rock, a gesture of greeting to Jiang Li.

It wasn’t familiar with Jiang Li. Its only close contact was when it first gained consciousness. Jiang Li beat it up, and it realized the dangers of the immortal path.

Then, Jiang Li used the system store function to capture it and kept it obediently by the side of Island Master Mo.

However, it had a good relationship with the Tianhuang Ji. The two weapons often called each other brothers, each wanting to be the other’s big brother.

The Tianhuang Ji called it “little brother,” and it called Tianhuang Ji “little brother.”

(End of this chapter)