Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

Yun Chuyou ran to the vegetable garden behind the house to pick some greens, and caught a chicken from the forest on the back mountain, and dug up some bamboo shoots.

These were all ordinary ingredients, not spirit plants, just infused with some Spirit Qi from the mountains and fields, making them taste very good. Eating them also had some benefits for ordinary people, helping them live longer.

Later, these dishes would be for Zhong Wei and Second Junior Brother Yu Jiu. The former was an ordinary person who had not yet started Qi Refining, and the latter was a ghost child who could not eat spirit food.

For ghosts, many things that are beneficial to cultivators are poisonous or harmful to them, but ordinary meals are usually fine. Her Second Junior Brother was clearly not a good person either; he knew very well he couldn’t eat, yet to hide his identity, he insisted on eating and throwing up, making his little face whiter than when Xie Fuzhi first found him.

The food was made by Yun Chuyou, and the medicine was brewed by Xie Fuzhi, which made her feel very guilty. She thought she had harmed Second Junior Brother, treating him like a fragile piece of glass.

Thinking of this, Yun Chuyou snapped the chicken’s neck with a crack. He was a patient now, and she feared that a single punch could harm him; she would teach him a lesson once he got better.

The ingredients for the younger martial sister and Second Junior Brother were ready, next was for her, Xie Fuzhi, and Junior Martial Brother.

Yun Chuyou whistled and began calling her Junior Martial Brother, "Meng He, go into the woods and catch a Grunt Beast. Today, our master accepted a younger martial sister, and we will have a great feast later."

There aren’t many entertainment activities in the cultivation world, mainly because she is poor and cannot afford to spend time on it. When Yun Chuyou feels upset, she eats, and when she feels good, she also rewards herself with food.

When she first reached the level of being able to go without food, she started to rely on Inedia Pills to stay alive during her meditation time, but whenever she had enough time, Yun Chuyou would always choose to eat rather than swallow little pills.

If it weren’t for sword cultivators being able to fight stronger opponents at the same level and her master Xie Fuzhi being a sword cultivator, Yun Chuyou would want to go to the Five Palates Sect to become a Food Cultivator.

Meng He received the message, and a shadow darted through the dense woods. Soon, he appeared in front of Yun Chuyou, holding two Grunt Beasts that he had caught.

Meng He has quite an artistic name, but his appearance is wild, with sharp, defined features, deep-set eyes, a high nose bridge, and a healthy wheat-colored complexion with thin lips.

The boy dressed in all black squatted in front of her with messy hair, some grass stuck to his head. His two dark eyes shone brightly, like a large dog wagging its tail, or more accurately, like a wild little wolf, "Elder Martial Sister, Grunt Beast!"

Yun Chuyou looked at the chubby Grunt Beast in front of her and nodded approvingly. She reached out, picked the grass from its head, and gave it two pieces of candy, "Well done! You can gut it, and today I’ll make you braised Grunt Beast."

The Grunt Beast has a taste very similar to pork, tender and delicious, especially the belly part, and it’s tasty no matter how it is cooked. This demon beast isn’t wild; it was a little one Yun Chuyou bought at the market and raised on the mountain, feeding on things from the forest, making them all plump and white.

For a cultivator, it is best to eat little of ordinary grains, or else they will have to spend effort removing impurities from their body. Usually, she and Xie Fuzhi eat spiritual food made from spiritual rice and demon beast meat.

The sect is poor and cannot afford a Food Cultivator to cook, nor can they eat at restaurants. Everything has to be done by themselves; the medicinal herbs are grown by them, and the spiritual rice is also grown by them. At first, Yun Chuyou went to the mountains to catch demon beasts, and she finished off all the low-level wild demon beasts there.

Later, to ensure stability and flavor, she started buying cultivated varieties from the market for breeding.

The Qingxu Sect does not rely on this to get rich; Yun Chuyou’s planting and breeding are not very detailed, and the food and drink are enough for just the two of them. When luck is good, they can have a big harvest.

Now with three extra mouths to feed in the sect, and with the Junior Martial Brother being particularly hungry, Yun Chuyou doesn’t plan to take on all the work herself. She has already thought that once her younger martial sister Zhong Wei settles down and rests for a few days, they will all work together to take care of the sect’s daily needs and be self-sufficient.

No matter what kind of Demon Bone, ghost child, or half-demon bloodline, they all must obediently go and clear land to farm for her. Qingxu Sect does not spoil children and does not raise useless people who only ask for food. After all, she went through this herself; back then, Qingxu Sect was truly poor, and Xie Fuzhi knew nothing. These guys are living more comfortably than she did.

As mealtime approached, a strong aroma of food wafted from the chimney. Xie Fuzhi brought down a lively spiritual fish, "Today is a good day; I will make a fish soup for our welcoming feast."

It’s rare for him to be lucky; he didn’t come back empty-handed today. Yun Chuyou was stirring the dishes with a spatula and unceremoniously directed him to work, "You handle the fish. Slice it well and bring it over to make a sauerkraut fish soup."

Even as a master, one cannot just wait to be served, after all, they are not a big sect, and everyone must help out.

While Yun Chuyou was cooking, the system’s progress bar jumped from 99% to 100%. It took a full four hours, and it was almost dark, but it finally finished loading just before Yun Chuyou had dinner.

[Your sect’s training system has finished loading, now online.]

A virtual page, like a game, appeared in Yun Chuyou’s mind.

[Host: Yun Chuyou]

[Gender: Female]

[Age: Sixteen years old]

This is the age of Yun Chuyou’s current body.

[Bloodline: Human]

[Cultivation: the early stage of the Golden Core Stage, level one]

[Vitality: 10,000]

[True Essence: 50,000]

Vitality is the health bar, and True Essence is like the mana bar, representing the Spirit Qi stored within the body.

She is a magic cultivator, so her mana bar is higher, while a body cultivator has a stronger physique.

[Cultivation Direction: Sword Cultivator]

[Weapon: Floating Light Sword]

The Floating Light Sword is the sword that Xie Fuzhi gave to Yun Chuyou; it is her weapon and not her life sword.

The life spirit sword needs to be slowly refined, and some sword cultivators can nurture their own spirit swords through their hard work, reaching the level where the person and sword become one.

She has just entered the early stage of the Golden Core Stage and has not yet refined her own life sword.

[Storage space: twenty slots]

[Personal assets: 0 (can be recharged)]

[Sect assets: 0]

Personal assets can be converted to sect assets, but sect assets cannot change into personal assets.

In the upper right corner of the panel, there is a small mailbox shaped like a flying crane, blinking. She tried to operate it with her mind and tapped on the flapping little crane.

The little crane spat out a scroll with four big words carved on it, "Beginner’s Gift Pack."

Since there is a system, there must be a Beginner’s Gift Pack. Yun Chuyou tapped on it, and the Beginner’s Gift Pack went to the storage space. She tapped on it again, and the gift pack turned into (1k spirit stones) (1k wood) (1k iron ore) (1k food ingredients) (Beginner’s Manual of Cultivation), along with a beginner’s gift pack available for the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The Beginner’s Manual of Cultivation contains the basics of the cultivation world, which is of no use to Yun Chuyou right now. If she had activated the system when she first arrived in this world, even without Xie Fuzhi, the system could have helped her become a free cultivator.

Besides the basic manual, there are beginner resources (1k spirit stones) (1k wood) (1k iron ore) (1k food ingredients).

After clicking on the wood again, the small wood icon disappeared and changed to 999 wood and 1 wood, because the limit for the same item in the storage box on the system page is 999.

This is very similar to the text-based cultivation games Yun Chuyou has played, but the difference is that it has a sect system, without an idle cultivation page or so many random features. After all, the special feature she has is a sect development system, not an idle sign-in to become a god system.

Yun Chuyou’s attention moved to the wood icon, and the words "(can be extracted)" appeared. She tried to extract some wood, and a round piece of wood suddenly appeared in the kitchen.

She examined the wood; it was very simple and contained no Spirit Qi. Its only use was to be thrown under the stove to burn as firewood, which wasn’t very useful.

Yun Chuyou then selected iron, which was also very ordinary iron, and the ingredient was a rather beautiful piece of pork belly.

She examined the ingredient carefully, and didn’t dare to eat it herself. She cut it in half and fed it to a demon beast and a common beast, intending to see if it would affect their bodies.

Although having a special feature is a good thing, no little system sprite has appeared to communicate with her. But what if? She has read stories where such systems are actually the biggest masterminds behind everything.

The system appeared ten years late. If it had come earlier, Yun Chuyou might not have been so cautious, but now she doesn’t really need these simple resources.

Yun Chuyou did not continue to explore the special feature because her meal was being prepared. After being hungry for so long, nothing in the world would fill her stomach. Besides, she hadn’t used this thing for ten years, so there was no rush.

She called Meng He to bring out the dishes, "Junior Martial Brother, you should bring out Little Junior Brother… Second Junior Brother, let him also meet Younger Martial Sister." Before there was a Younger Martial Sister, Yu Jiu was Little Junior Brother, but now that there is a Younger Martial Sister, he has become Second Junior Brother.

Although Yu Jiu lay in the room looking paralyzed, today was the welcoming feast for Zhong Wei, and since there were only a few people in the sect, everyone should come.

"Got it, Elder Martial Sister!" Meng He rushed away like the wind, quickly dragging Yu Jiu, who lay like a corpse on the bed, out. To be precise, he placed Yu Jiu in the wheelchair that Xie Fuzhi made and pushed him out.

Yu Jiu was about the same age as Meng He, even a few months older, but he looked a bit younger. If Meng He was a wild wolf, he was a sick crane, with elegant and dignified looks, like a noble son raised by a wealthy family.

His health was too poor; his face was extremely pale, as if he could stop breathing at any moment. In the book, Yu Jiu was cunning and deep, appearing to be a gentle gentleman on the surface, but in reality, he was full of poison, like a cold-blooded snake, hissing and ready to bite.

The table was round, with no main or side seats, but Yun Chuyou sat nearby, "These dishes are prepared for you and Second Junior Brother; the other dishes you cannot eat for now."

Zhong Wei nodded; she had changed into a light yellow dress, which was Yun Chuyou’s old clothes.

Xie Fuzhi’s sharp eyes noticed, "This dress looks familiar. Chuyou, you wore it when you were little, right?"

Several pairs of eyes turned towards Zhong Wei; Yu Jiu’s dark pupils showed a strange expression, while Meng He looked eager.

Most of the time, Yun Chuyou respected her master. When she had questions, she would respond, "Yes, in a couple of days, I will take my younger martial sister to the market at the foot of the mountain to buy new clothes. She can wear my old clothes for now."

Meng He exclaimed, "Senior martial sister, why does she get to wear your old clothes? I want your old clothes too!"

Meng He is fourteen this year. Boys grow a bit later, so he is about the same height as the sixteen-year-old Yun Chuyou.

The peach blossom wine Xie Fuzhi was drinking sprayed across Meng He’s face. Though Meng He was covered in blood when Xie Fuzhi found him, it was unclear if he was stunned. He already had the cultivation level of Qi Refining at the seventh layer, but his mind didn’t work well, and he didn’t understand many common things.

"Your elder martial sister is a girl, and your younger martial sister is also a girl. Why would a boy want the elder martial sister’s old clothes?"

Demons are indeed incomprehensible creatures, especially silly dogs with broken minds. Xie Fuzhi stuffed a large piece of meat into Meng He’s mouth and said, "Eat and be quiet!"

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