I Just Wanted To Live but I Somehow Became Better Than the Protagonist

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I Just Want to Live a Good Life, but I Surpassed the Protagonist – 15 It’s Not Right to Be a Picky Eater

Entering the room, Ye Yong found Yi Bai encrossed in the comics he had drawn.

“Yi Bai Jie has been like this since she came in. Is she enlightened?” Wu Xue asked Ye Yong in a low voice.

“It doesn’t seem like it. She cultivates the art of painting, so it should be that the novel style of painting has inspired some of her ideas.”

Yi Bai heard the voices and walked over. She looked at Ye Yong, her eyes filled with surprise. “Junior Brother Ye, did you create this?”

“Yes, just some boring comic books.”

“How can they be boring! They’re already a prototype of the world!” Yi Bai’s hands trembled slightly as he held the comics.

Qin Shimeng, who didn’t practice the art of painting, and Ye Yong, who didn’t even consider painting as a combat power he needed to cultivate, couldn’t imagine Yi Bai’s mood at this moment.

“The highest realm of painting is [One Painting, One World]. Legend has it that painting immortals can create a pure land for creatures to live in with their paintings. Although Junior Brother Ye, your paintings are still based on characters and stories, they still vividly create a completely different pseudo-world from this one.”

Ye Yong scratched his face, feeling that what Yi Bai said should be a 2D world. The collision between characters and stories can give birth to countless secondary 2D world worlds. The so-called worldview is the proof of a different world . But because it is fictitious and only exists in the spiritual level, can it be called a spiritual pseudo-world for the time being?

Anyway, that’s how Ye Yong understood it.

“So even if you don’t comprehend the true meaning of painting, you can still create a world in this way…” Yi Bai held the comic book and sighed, “Now it may just be a pseudo-world, but as long as the art of painting reaches its peak, it is not impossible to turn it into a real world.”

Ye Yong agreed with this view. Because after Mu Qingyin became a painting and qin immortal, she obtained some secret treasures related to painting. With the support of various excellent conditions, she really created a world with her painting that could allow living beings to live in. However, the process was quite complicated, and she could only create a living environment, not bring the creatures in the painting to life.

Because this is equivalent to creating life out of thin air.

Although the two painted beauties are also painted, they are only soul bodies, not lives. Strictly speaking, they are not alive.

Life is the foundation of the Three Thousand Great Daos, and it is also the most difficult to grasp. Only a small number of ancient true gods have the power to create life.

Existences like ancient true gods want to create a real world that is completely the same as novels and comics, it is not very difficult. The difficulty is that cultivators cannot reach that height.

At least the novel is nearing its end, and Ye Yong has not found any protagonist or anyone around him who can do it.

The painting immortal can create a small world with his painting scroll for living beings to live in, which is already very heaven-defying.

“Junior Brother Ye, I can’t stay for dinner.” Yi Bai’s expression suddenly changed, “I seem to be about to break through. I have to go into seclusion for a while. It’s a pity that you invited me. I’ m really sorry.”

“It doesn’t matter, come again next time.” Ye Yong was not surprised. He bought a certain fourth-grade pill from the system store and handed it to Yi Bai.

Yi Bai didn’t have time to see what was in the pill bottle, so he took it and left in a hurry.

Although she had only broken through to the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm for less than two weeks, for some cultivators who had been dormant for a long time, if they couldn’t break through, it might be because of external factors, or it might be because their state of mind and perception couldn’t keep up. Once they could keep up, it wouldn’t be surprising to break through one after another.

After Yi Bai left, Ye Yong took out the spirit food made by the cooking system.

Because of their identities, Wu Xue and Xiao Huan took a few spirit dishes that they could eat and went into the room.

Ye Yong and Qin Shimeng were left in the living room.

As soon as there were fewer people, Qin Shimeng felt that she couldn’t look directly at Ye Yong again. She tilted her head slightly, pretending to be thinking about some philosophy of life.

Ye Yong knew that she was shy, so he didn’t tease her. Instead, he took out a new plate and prepared to divide the spirit food into plates.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Qin Shimeng asked when she saw this.

“Men and women are different. It’s not good for us to eat the same plate of food.”

In the world of the New Emperor of Emperors, except for those public places like restaurants, ordinary people eat separately at home, which is no different from ancient China.

Mortals do this to reduce the spread of disease. And cultivators are almost impossible to get sick. Ye Yong is avoiding indirect kissing.

He doesn’t mind, doesn’t mean that Empress Qin doesn’t mind.

Qin Shimeng was stunned when she heard this. In fact, she didn’t think about this just now. If she had dinner with other opposite s*x, separate meals would be necessary, but facing Ye Yong, she seemed to ignore some details. The little things that she originally cared about now seem to not matter.

“Yong’er…” Qin Shimeng bit her lip lightly, “It’s not that troublesome, I… actually don’t mind.”

“Oh.” Ye Yong’s eyes turned, and he suddenly sat next to Qin Shimeng, “Alright, but the table is too big. Let’s sit closer. It’s also convenient to serve food.”

“En…” Qin Shimeng felt her heartbeat speed up a lot, and her breathing became a little urgent. Although Ye Yong was still some distance away from her, she seemed to be able to feel his temperature coming over, causing her body to heat up a bit.

“Come, try this new dish.” Ye Yong gave Qin Shimeng some food.

If it was a separate meal, Ye Yong wouldn’t be able to do this, but since she said that there was no need for a separate meal, then it was a signal. A signal that she was beginning to accept Ye Yong.

However, Ye Yong was very measured and did not appear too intimate. After all, being too intimate can sometimes be counterproductive. Apart from giving her food when they first started eating, Ye Yong started to eat on his own.

After gnawing on pills for four days, he can finally have a delicious meal. He really can’t care about Qin Shimeng and just wants to reward his injured taste buds.

Qin Shimeng didn’t know what Ye Yong had experienced, thinking that he was very hungry, so she ate very slowly, wanting to save more for him.

After a while, Qin Shimeng discovered that there was a plate of spirit food that Ye Yong hadn’t touched, and the main ingredient of that plate of spirit food was her favorite food.

Her heartbeat became inexplicably agitated again. Qin Shimeng took a deep breath, her movements somewhat stiff. She took a little bit of it and slowly moved it towards Ye Yong’s bowl, “It’s not right to be… picky…”

Ye Yong, who was eating, suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Qin Shimeng with unbelievable eyes.

Did Empress Qin actually give him food?

After all, she wasn’t the kind of person who was carefree and unrestrained. She was the aloof and silent type. Such a personality meant it was impossible for her to actively make any intimate gestures. But now…

Perhaps a favorability rating of over 90 was higher than he had imagined.

Ye Yong swallowed his saliva. “Can you feed me?”

He was testing, testing Qin Shimeng’s bottom line.

Qin Shimeng shifted her gaze slightly, not saying anything. But the blush that appeared on her beautiful face and the chopsticks that she didn’t move away had already given him her answer.

So Ye Yong slowly moved closer to her chopsticks.

“Young Master, there’s no more food.” Wu Xue walked out of the room at this time.

Ye Yong was so frightened that he sat up straight. Qin Shimeng also immediately stuffed the food on her chopsticks into her own mouth and turned her entire body away, turning her back to Ye Yong and lowering her head to eat.

“Hm?” Wu Xue felt a bit strange when she saw this scene. Could it be that the young master had angry Miss Shimeng? But they were sitting together, so it shouldn’t be possible, right?