“Am I truly that old or that or that lecherous?” He said laughing, pretending to be mock hurt. A-Jing really was absolutely adorable! But yes, he knew how hard it was for food to stick to your bones when you were always hungry. And doubly so for a man of Gojyo’s height and build.

“Yes, Qi Manipulation. I am a cultivator. It is what we do. Though my powers are half of what they used to be, Tenkohime granted some of it back recently. It is also how I can move my sword like I do. But healing small bruises and things isn’t too bad.” He didn’t mention how different his qi felt in comparison to others. Perhaps it was the yao possession but there was something different about him.

He would tell him if he felt like saying something after all. “I’m getting another drink. I want hot noodles, do you want some?”