God-Tier Providence System

Chapter 236

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Chapter 236: Chapter 236

"Warm, truly warm." Aya forced a smile.

"However, Elder Torin, please tell me."

"With such a blindingly bright thing right next to me, how am I supposed to sleep?!"

"Uh..." Torin scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

"I truly didn’t think of that..."

"How about I weaken the luminous power a bit..."

However, before he could consider how to remedy it, Aya directly slammed the cave dwelling door shut with a loud bang.

She instantly added a sound-isolating restriction on top of it. Then waved her hand to condense a streak of sword intent, extinguishing the miniature sun in mid-air, and went back to bed.

...

Aerin, Blake, and Loris hid within the shady woods.

Seeing Torin and the other two all kicked out by Aya and flying away dejectedly on their swords, Aerin narrowed his eyes.

A contemptuous smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Heh, these three are simply naive."

"They don’t even know where to start when it comes to sucking up and currying favor."

"Oh?" Blake hurriedly asked.

"Senior Brother Aerin, could it be you have a method?"

"Of course!" Aerin laughed confidently.

"My judgment is absolutely never wrong."

"Although Aya Cale said with her mouth that wherever Taryn Lark goes, she will go, in reality, that was nothing more than an excuse."

"The person Aya truly has her eye on is not Taryn Lark." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Senior Brother Sylra, who once shook the world with his fame. He is the true reason that attracted her to join Broken Sword Peak!"

"...Huh?" Loris froze.

"Senior Brother Aerin, are you certain?"

"Senior Brother Sylra did indeed once shake the world with his might and possessed quite a bit of fame."

"But given Aya’s age... when Senior Brother Sylra became famous, her father hadn’t even been born yet."

"Even if she knows of Senior Brother Sylra’s legends, it’s impossible for her to worship him to the point of joining Broken Sword Peak just to follow him, right?"

"Loris, trust your Senior Brother’s judgment." Aerin stroked his chin, his face full of a confident smile.

"Although Aya doesn’t say it, her joining Broken Sword Peak is definitely for Senior Brother Sylra. Without a doubt."

"Therefore, if we want to pull our relationship closer to her, we cannot start directly with her."

"Starting from Senior Brother Sylra will provide a much better breakthrough point!"

...

The next day, early in the morning.

Sylra woke up from his dreams, stretched his waist and hips, and strolled leisurely into the woods.

He prepared to head to his vegetable patch to see how those precious spirit vegetables were growing.

However, as he walked toward the vegetable patch from afar, still over a hundred meters away, he faintly saw a figure with their back to him, rustling about and fiddling with something inside the patch.

"Hmm?" Sylra froze. He rubbed his eyes to confirm he hadn’t seen incorrectly. His face instantly became completely dumbfounded.

Who is this idle person that they ran all the way to Broken Sword Peak first thing in the morning specifically to steal my vegetables?

He raised the iron crutch in his hand, tiptoeing and quietly approaching the vegetable thief, arriving in front of the patch, he gripped the iron crutch with both hands, just about to viciously smash it down.

Yet the vegetable thief suddenly turned his head and grinned at him. "Senior Brother Sylra, you’re awake!"

Sylra focused his gaze and instantly couldn’t hold back a laugh.

This vegetable thief was shockingly none other than Loris.

At this very moment, Loris had his sleeves rolled up, his pant legs hiked up, and the hem of his clothes tucked into his waist, forcefully wearing his long robes like a short peasant’s outfit.

His face was full of dust, and even the hair at his temples was stained with dirt, looking exactly like an old farmer facing the ground with his back to the sky.

In fact, he was indeed holding a heavy hoe in his hands, sweating like rain as he strenuously loosened the soil.

"Wait, no, Junior Brother Loris, you... what are you doing?"

"Planting vegetables!" Loris grinned.

"Senior Brother Sylra, I’m not just praising you, but the growth of these spirit vegetables in your patch is truly excellent!"

"Once they mature, they will definitely yield top-quality spirit vegetables!"

"It’s just that this kind of vegetable planting chore is truly too exhausting for your old arms and old legs."

"If you accidentally sprain your waist or twist your leg, it wouldn’t be worth it."

"How about this. From now on, chores like sowing seeds, loosening soil, carrying water, and the like, your Junior Brother will take care of them all!"

"You just stay in your cave dwelling every day, and when the vegetables are ripe, just come harvest them!"

Sylra was stunned hearing this. "Junior Brother Loris, even if I’ve fallen on hard times, could it be I can’t even afford to buy vegetables?"

"Planting these vegetables was originally just to relieve boredom. If you do it all, what am I supposed to do?"

"Uh..." Loris’s face instantly filled with embarrassment, he looked at the vegetable patch behind him, where he had almost finished loosening all the soil.

"Then how about... I turn it all back for you?"

"Forget it, forget it. If you’re willing to do it, just keep doing it." Sylra waved his hand helplessly.

"Later, when the weather gets warmer, I’ll just reclaim another patch of land."

Saying this, he walked into the woods with his hands behind his back, planning to go to the lakeside to fish and pass the time.

As a result, upon arriving at the lakeside, he saw from afar two massive bamboo baskets placed on the shore.

A person was standing in the water, their hands flashing with dazzling electric light, running wildly in the lake.

Sylra focused his gaze. It was none other than Blake.

Blake held two masses of thunder in his hands, running in the lake with the speed of wind and lightning.

Wherever he passed, the fish in the lake were all sucked up, subsequently electrocuted completely black by the thunder in his palms, and casually tossed into the bamboo baskets on the shore.

Sylra’s eyes instantly turned red with anxiety, he hurriedly rushed forward with sweeping strides and roared, "Blake, what the fuck are you doing?!"

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