Unlike the others, Bing didn’t busy himself with anything during the short break they had before the final portion of the Grand Tournament. Didn’t set up some shop, didn’t take in some followers for his Wandering Angels branch of Heaven’s Angels, train the entire time, or have any fun with someone special. He lazed around the entire time in Ying’s void world.

  Well, that was an exaggeration. Ying still forced him into getting materials, herbs, and the like for whenever he wanted a spirit cake from her. So, from time to time over the week, he would leave the sect and enter the Immortal Forest to search for stuff. He didn’t like it but thought it was fair. It’d be a bit much to expect Ying to sacrifice her time and own resources to make cakes for him and not gain anything in return. Even if she was his friend.

  Ying spent her time mostly training, cooking cakes, or cultivating in the void world with him. Usually, it was just Bing and Ying in the pocket dimension. Wan Qing busied herself with her current partner and fully enjoyed the physical perks of being a woman. Lei was accepting patients for his doctor’s office and trying to get more people to learn of the place. The Empress also had a shop but a cake shop that would drain Bing’s spirit stones dry.

“It pisses me off looking at you, you know?” Ying sent a nasty glare his way.

“What I do?” Bing innocently asked. He was just laying in the grass.

“You do nothing but eat and sleep yet you’re still growing stronger every day! How is it fair that I have to sweat, bleed, and break myself to get stronger?” Ying explained.

“I can’t really do anything about that...” Bing felt that Ying just wanted to bully him because she’s stagnated in her cultivation or martial arts again.

“Get up! I’m tired of looking at you doing nothing. You’re going to fight me.”

“You just want to release your frustration out on me...” Bing whined. He did nothing wrong but is being punished for it!

“Yeah, so what! Who’s making your cakes without charging you anything for them? Who’s letting you stay in her void world as a home away from home? I think asking this much of you isn’t anything at all!” Ying logically shut him up.

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“...” Bing couldn’t say anything to refute her words.

  He was basically leeching off of her without paying her anything back. Now that she put it like that, he was kind of embarrassed. Wasn’t he a man? What kind of man would depend on a woman to take care of him like she was his second mother?! Ying wasn’t his wife, she didn’t have to put up with how he’s been at all!

“You know, you’re right... I have been taking advantage of you, now that I think about it.” Bing muttered. “How about this? Every week, you can make any three demands of me!”

  Ying’s face froze for a few seconds once she heard Bing’s words. Embarrassing thoughts were the first ones to race through her mind about what kind of demands she could ask of the cute fat lazy idiot. Then she remembered that Jing could reappear in the void world at any time... So, if anything were to happen between her and Bing, it would have to be in her home at the sect or his.

  The fiery swordsman turned her back to Bing as she covered her face in embarrassment. Ying couldn’t believe what she was thinking! They haven’t even held hands! How could she be thinking of doing those kinds of things?! She had to make some progress with Bing! One of her demands would be something to bring them closer together.

“Just three?” Ying’s face returned back to normal as she looked at Bing with a look of discontent.

“Four?” Bing didn’t want his lifestyle to change too drastically.

“Seven.” Ying demanded.

“That’s too much...”

“Seven.” Ying didn’t stand down.

“How about five and-”

“Seven.”

“Please spare me...”

“It’s fair, don’t you think? For all I'm doing for you, all I'm asking for is for you to do seven things for me every week.” Ying smiled.

“Yeah but...”

“Since this is such a difficult choice for you. We can just drop it and forget it.” Ying said with some bite in her voice.

“Fine... Seven demands per week and I can keep my current lifestyle...” Bing dropped his shoulders, giving in completely.

  The benefits were too good compared to the negatives. Ying was his friend, wasn’t she? She wouldn’t ask anything too ridiculous of him, right? While she did have a wild personality, that didn’t mean she would make him do stuff he didn’t want to. At least, he hoped.

“Tomorrow. We’re going on a task together, alone.” She informed him ahead of time. “Wear something nice, take a bath, and bring money.”

“Is that four demands or one...?” Bing was hesitant to ask.

“What do you think?” Ying glared, daring him to complain already.

  Bing sighed, “I understand...” He really wanted to just lie around tomorrow and do nothing but eat and cultivate. But thinking on the bright side, how long could a task take with the both of them going together? Unless Ying picks a ridiculously difficult task, they should be able to finish in a couple of hours.