Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

Early in the morning, Yun Chuyou checked Zhong Wei’s progress in training, and she was still at the first grade of the Qi Refining Stage.

Well, while Breathing Control is relatively easy to learn, for four Spirit Roots to improve their abilities is not something that can be done in a short time; haste makes waste. Although she wanted Zhong Wei to focus on her training, she didn’t plan to push her too hard; gradually guiding her was the best approach.

As Yun Chuyou opened the door, she saw a little wild wolf squatting at the entrance, staring at her with big eyes. Meng He was holding a herb in his mouth, looking bored, and it was unclear how long he had been waiting.

"Have the snacks in the kitchen run out?" Given Meng He’s behavior over the past six months, she thought of him as: silly, lively, and a big eater.

So her first thought was that the food stored in the kitchen was gone, and Meng He was hungry, which is why he came to wait for her.

As a half-demon, Meng He was actually quite good at survival and skilled at catching prey, but the things he made for himself were barely edible and not tasty.

In the whole sect, Yun Chuyou was known for the best cooking, after all, she had practiced in her previous life. Her father was a chef at a five-star hotel, and it was his excellent cooking that won over her mother, who was a university professor.

Yun Chuyou loved food and inherited her father’s talent. Although she studied chemistry like her mother in college, she had already become a food blogger with millions of followers thanks to her Dragon’s Roar series of dishes.

She originally planned to become a full-time content creator, exploring foods from all over the world after graduation, but before she could achieve her dream, she became a small figure struggling to survive in the world of cultivation. Thinking of the warmth from her memories, Yun Chuyou felt a bit sad.

In this life, she was an orphan; both her parents were cultivators and died on the battlefield when their city was attacked by beasts. Since she had been lying among the corpses when she arrived, she had little memory of the past, and Yun Chuyou never felt much belonging to her parents in this life.

She was a homebody, and her initial obsession with cultivation was to ascend and return home to keep her parents company in their old age.

Speaking of which, if Xie Fuzhi hadn’t passed by and saved her from the mouth of the demon beast, she might have met her end in the jaws of the black bear monster.

Although she was a mutated Wind Spiritual Root and a Single Spiritual Root, when she was young, she was just a little chick with no cultivation at all. Without the protection of parents or friends, if she had bad luck and caught the attention of an evil cultivator, she would have suffered greatly.

Their small sect had a simple structure, and Xie Fuzhi spoiled her, his only disciple, which suited her childish nature.

Large sects have their downsides; if one is lucky enough to meet a truly dedicated master, that’s great, but if not, like Zhong Wei, who had outstanding talent but had it taken away by others, it’s unfortunate.

At least when exchanging lives, some were left alive, while others were turned into puppets. Thinking this way, she considered her two lifetimes to be quite smooth; during her times of weakness and need for protection, she met kind people.

Meng He’s voice pulled Yun Chuyou back from her memories, "No, I’m not hungry."

His gaze turned to a spot not far behind, hoping Elder Martial Sister would notice him and praise him. However, he never quite learned how to speak in a subtle way, and the last few words came out in bursts, "Last night, caught the demon beast! You said so!"

Yun Chuyou originally intended to go to the kitchen but, upon hearing this, changed direction to the animal pen they had set up yesterday. After a night of rest, the frightened guinea fowl and gray rabbit had adapted to their new environment.

These two areas had been cleared beforehand and had little vegetation. After one night, a few hungry rabbits had eaten all the grass down to the ground.

The demon beast’s mouth is pickier; the colorful rooster eats meat. Now it’s hungry and making noise, and the male one can barely crow.

Meng He widened his eyes at the scene. He had carefully chosen these demon beasts yesterday, and they were perfectly healthy and lively. Now they looked weak, which would make him embarrassed in front of Elder Martial Sister.

Demons are straightforward, and even if there was a mistake, Meng He was not good at reflecting on himself. He glared at the uncooperative creatures in anger.

The pressure from the dangerous creatures frightened the already timid rabbit. The rooster was fine since it was a demon beast. Several little rabbits even flipped onto their backs right in front of Yun Chuyou, their legs kicking, and fainted on the spot.

Meng He was immediately furious, his fur standing on end. He said sadly, "I caught them fine last night!"

Yun Chuyou said in surprise, "You went to catch them last night?"

"Um…" Meng He suddenly remembered that Elder Martial Sister told him to catch them this morning. If he had known, he would have listened to her. The poor little wolf looked downcast. "I just wanted you to see them when you woke up, not on purpose…"

"It’s okay, you did a great job." Yun Chuyou was always an encouraging figure, especially since Meng He took the initiative. There was just a little flaw, but it shouldn’t discourage him from helping.

She praised, "You did very well. The number of males, females, and young ones all match. They should have gone a night without food, so they are a bit hungry now."

She took out several pieces of meat from her space and threw them into the pen of the colorful golden pheasants. The colorful golden pheasants are demon beasts with weak fighting power; they usually peck at insects in the field. Their favorite food is the green cotton worms, which are also a type of demon beast, but when there is nothing else to eat, they will gladly accept ordinary meat as well.

Moreover, the food produced by the system is meant for celestial servants and contains a trace of Spirit Qi, though it is very slight. Essentially, it is still considered the meat of a common beast.

Seeing the golden pheasants start to eat vigorously, Meng He breathed a sigh of relief.

As for the dead rabbits, Yun Chuyou had no intention of throwing them away, "Let’s process those rabbits directly. Today, we will make braised rabbit meat and spicy rabbit heads."

She needed to feed these beasts some meat, "Let’s switch to a different kind of common beast and catch a few wild wolves from the woods."

"Okay, I will go catch them right now."

"There’s no hurry. Eat breakfast first."

Meng He had already eaten breakfast. He was very clever; no one could starve in front of him, but since the senior martial sister made delicious breakfast, even if he was full, he insisted on having an extra portion.

For breakfast, Yun Chuyou had carbohydrates and cooked a big pot of noodles. The noodles were made from spirit rice bought from the foot of the mountain. Making the dough by hand every time took too much time. Even though they tasted good, she couldn’t waste too much time on her appetite at the cost of her training.

Yun Chuyou, who grew up in the age of technology, chose to use technology to change her life. She specially asked a craftsman to make a noodle machine, which tasted only slightly worse than handmade ones, and with a small piece of a lower-grade spirit stone, it could run for a long time.

She added demon beast meat to the toppings. Since Meng He loved meat, she added more. Zhong Wei had already entered Breathing Control, so she could also eat this low-grade spirit food, but she needed to add less.

When she entered the kitchen, Zhong Wei, who heard the noise, came over and asked, "Can I help with anything?"

To start the fire, they used special fire-starting symbols drawn by Xie Fuzhi. Yun Chuyou said, "You can help rinse the dishes and then come to get your share."

The washed dishes still needed to be cleaned again; rinsing them with water was a waste of Spirit Qi for the Cleaning Spell.

After placing the dishes, Zhong Wei turned back to the kitchen, looking at Yun Chuyou eagerly. "Elder Martial Sister, I think I successfully entered Breathing Control."

Yun Chuyou already knew, but she chose to wait for Zhong Wei to say it herself. In a praising tone, she said, "Really? That’s impressive! Great job! You can eat more of the demon beast meat toppings today."

She said this from the heart because Zhong Wei’s Evil Value had decreased by 15 points, and her favorability rating had increased by 10 points. Knowing that she could really step onto the path of immortality and possess great power, Zhong Wei’s heart felt a bit more at ease.

However, the Evil Value still showed 50. When she became a disciple, Zhong Wei’s Evil Value had already exceeded sixty, and now it had only returned to its original level. After all, the hardships she had faced before were not so easy to heal, and the thoughts of a nearly 10-year-old girl were especially sensitive.

Facing Yun Chuyou’s praise, Zhong Wei couldn’t help but smile, "I’m still far behind Senior Brother and the others."

She knew that Elder Martial Sister was a golden core cultivator and didn’t plan to catch up with Yun Chuyou, but since Second Master Brother was only at Qi Refining level four and was still a sickly cripple, she thought if she worked hard, she might have a chance to catch up with Yu Jiu. The little girl felt a spark of competitiveness, not wanting to be the weakest disciple in the sect.

If she surpassed Second Master Brother, then Elder Martial Sister would surely look at her with more importance.

After finishing a big bowl of delicious noodles, Yun Chuyou said, "I will take you to the town at the foot of the mountain to buy some things."

Zhong Wei remembered every word Yun Chuyou had said. Maybe it was because Elder Martial Sister was so gentle and kind that she bravely asked, "Didn’t you say we would go in two days?"

"I thought it would take you longer to get used to Breathing Control, so I wanted to give it two days, just to celebrate your successful start on the path to immortality." The disciple robe rewarded by the system could be brought out while shopping, which would also save some money.

Meng He finished most of his noodles, wiped his mouth roughly, and insisted on being a third wheel, "Elder Martial Sister, I want to go too!"

Remembering that Meng He had done quite a bit of work from yesterday to today, Yun Chuyou didn’t refuse his request, "Then let’s go together."

Zhong Wei suddenly found Meng He a bit annoying, "What about Second Master Brother? Doesn’t Elder Martial Brother need to take care of him?"

The uncultured young demon said directly, "I’m not his father, do I really have to follow him everywhere when he goes to the bathroom?"

Suddenly targeted, Yu Jiu couldn’t help but roll his eyes beautifully, "Elder Martial Sister, I think our sect should have a lesson on manners so that when we go down the mountain, people don’t think the disciples of Qingxu Sect are as rude as Elder Martial Brother."

Meng

He Tian angrily slammed the table, causing it to crack, "Did I say something wrong? You useless person do nothing!"

"Enough, everyone be quiet!"

The Elder Martial Sister and Sect Master spoke, and everything fell silent again.

Meng He, who thought he was right, looked at her with a pout, and Yun Chuyou helplessly said, "Our Qingxu Sect has only a few disciples; brothers and sisters should stick together and care for each other."

Only at the Foundation Establishment Stage can one ride a sword. A Qi Refining cultivator, without relying on flying tools and Transmission Symbols, can only use their own two legs.

To improve efficiency, Yun Chuyou said, "Later, I will take younger martial sister with my sword, Meng He, you take Yu Jiu down the mountain. We will go to the market together. This is your punishment for damaging the sect’s property."

The second half of the sentence pushed Meng He’s refusal back, and he reluctantly said, "Then I will carry him down."

Once he was on his back, Meng He quickly switched to carrying Yu Jiu, deliberately avoiding the wide road and making his way into the thicket.

Yu Jiu, scratched by the bushes, hit by branches, and with a mouthful of mountain wind:…

Just wait for him; he will definitely deal with that little demon soon!

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