Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality Chapter 35
TLed by Serena Love
Edited by Liya
Chapter 35 Hot and Sour Chicken Feet
At Wanjian Mountain, Xi Quan was about to go to Wanjian Valley for enlightenment when he received a flying sword message.
[Disciple, come to Zhiqiong Peak and also bring the records of your swordsmanship experience in the Golden Core stage.]
Xi Quan frowned.
'Master's lifespan is about to be exhausted. Instead of retreating to seek enlightenment, he went to Zhiqiong Peak today?'if you are reading this on a site other than puretl(.)com then this chapter has been stolen
He took a deep breath.
'He is so self-indulgent.'
He wanted to quickly breakthrough and find the spiritual grass that could prolong life, but his master kept making trouble.
Xi Quan felt tired. However, he still hurriedly flew to the sky and headed towards Zhiqiong Peak.
While flying on his sword, he took out three purple incense sticks from his storage bag and lit one.
Once the three stalks burnt out, he would return to the peak to practice.
Master was willful, but he could not be like him.
He wanted to let his master live longer!
In less than half a column of incense, he saw the slightly deserted hilltop of Zhiqiong Peak from a distance.
He had excellent eyesight. He happened to see a strange old man with long white hair but black in its roots, walking towards a group of disciples with positive energy.
"Uncle Master Mu?" Xi Quan was surprised.
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At Zhiqiong Peak's kitchen, Su Yu listened to Wei Zhao report his work.
"There are still five days before the next round of competition. Now that the junior brothers and sisters have completed the practice in Meditation Hall, we are ready for the second round of the third-class peak competition."
Su Yu was sitting on the reclining chair, guarding the soup stewing on the stove. She nodded when she heard his words, "I remember that you said every year the elders gave different challenges."
The elders would provide the challenges and the twelve third-class peaks would respond accordingly. Their ranking would be determined according to their performance.
Although they were all third-class peaks, the treatment between the first place or the twelfth place was three or four times different in terms of spiritual stones and elixirs allowance.
This was like the branches under corporations. When they wanted to apply for capital, the group would always allocate more money to the branch with better performance.
The strong eat the weak. You need to work hard unless you are king!
Su Yu shook her head on her reclining chair.
Wei Zhao glanced at her and continued, "In the past hundred years, the second round always consists of four challenges. The elders of the Precept Hall will decide what the challenges are. Before the topic is announced, the news will not leave the Precept Hall at all. So there is no need to send jade slips or flying swords to pass a message. Everyone inside is keeping the topic from leaking."
Su Yu nodded. 'It is fair.'
"But one of the four challenges is the same every year. That is, the disciples of each peak will come out together to fight a fourth-grade beast. The score will be graded based on actual performance."
Su Yu raised her eyebrows. "Fourth-grade? So you mean we are going to compete in the secret realm?"
Wei Zhao smiled wryly, "A fourth-grade beast is not something we can solve with our combined efforts. It is equivalent to a cultivator in the Nascent Soul level. The elders will not ask us to kill it. They just want to see which peak performs better when facing the beast. If we go to the secret realm, there will not be any elders to protect us, so it is very dangerous. Usually, we will only simulate the battle at the peak."
Su Yu suddenly stood up. "Oh, if it's equivalent to a Nascent Soul, isn't there Elder Zhang?"
Wei Zhao: ...
"He is at the peak of Nascent Soul. He should be enough for you to practice, right?" Su Yu took out the beasts encyclopaedia from her storage bag, "Well, he is equivalent to a beast at the peak of the fourth-grade."
Wei Zhao forgot what he was going to say for a while. It took him a long time to find his voice.
"I originally wanted to ask Senior Brother Qian for help..."
Generally, disciples of a Foundation Building level would practice with their seniors at the Golden Core level.
He was interrupted by Su Yu in the middle of his speech. "Are you looking for Brother Qian's master to help you practice?"
Wei Zhao: ...
"Isn't that asking a favor from too far away? I don't even know him yet." Su Yu waved her hand and immediately rejected Wei Zhao's wild attempt to seek favor everywhere.
Wei Zhao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Was it enough just to know the master?
"Don't be too ambitious. Do you want two people at the peak of Nascent Soul to spar with in one breath?"
Wei Zhao was sweating on the back of his neck. "I don't dare. I just think that Elder Zhang has to go back to guard the formation..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Elder Zhang laughing happily. "I'm here. I can spar with you."
Wei Zhao: ...
Elder Zhang had already walked to the door of the small kitchen with a smile on his face, "I'm also about to come to you to talk about this. When answering questions recently, I found that your peak's disciples have not had enough experience. Except for Yan Yan and Zhao Ran, their swords are too hesitant. This old man just thought that they still needed practical guidance."
After he said this, he pondered, "I will return to Wanjian Mountain tomorrow. However, I can condense a Nascent Soul sword energy every day. I will get my apprentice to bring it to you. If your disciples can break through my sword energy in half a day, it is no problem to enter the top six this round."
Su Yu immediately stood up with a smile, "Thank you, Elder."
The Su family's etiquette for entertaining VIPs was excellent.
Began with two attentive and meticulous refreshments. Then, the guests would feel their sincerity.
If you treat each other with courtesy, it would also be returned with courtesy.
"Huh? It seems that someone is calling your master, that old man Mu."
As he was talking, Elder Zhang suddenly heard a somewhat familiar shout.
Su Yu raised her eyebrows and checked the peak leader's small seal.
'No, not here.'
"It seems that I heard it wrong." Elder Zhang laughed and shook his head. He reached out his hand to stroke his beard but stopped halfway. He turned to touch the now extremely smooth lower jaw. There was a beautiful glow in his eyes. He held back from changing his expression. Due to this, his face had a quite strange expression.
"Elder Zhang, you have been working hard for the past few days."
Su Yu thought about it and turned over her storage bag.
According to Elder Zhang's taste review report, a dish such as Four Spirits Liver was only effective when taken for the first time.
Subsequent consumption would only add a little qi and blood, which was too trivial for his Nascent Soul.
Su Yu took out a small jasper bowl and a green bowl with a lid, which revealed a hint of sweetness.
It was the remaining four-red blood-tonic porridge and black-boned chicken soup that she made for Yan Yan but was not used last time.
"Elder, try this."
Elder Zhang was stunned. "How embarrassing. I had eaten here for a long time and still have something to take away-" However, even before he finished speaking, he had already reached out his hand.
Su Yu: "..."
Wei Zhao: "..."
Elder Zhang's face soon became hot. "Little Niece Su, Yu Dong told me yesterday that I already owe you 23,000 contribution points. Look, what else can I do? What can this old man do for you?"
Su Yu nodded.
This was what she wanted.
Honor and shame were integrated. The most important thing was for the remuneration package to make the other party reluctant to leave and even generate an employee's sense of belonging. You won't get this kind of treatment at any other restaurant.
"It doesn't matter. Elder will gradually recompense this. If it really doesn't work, in the future, there will be Elder's disciples and grand disciples. How can we calculate strictly between friends?"
Elder Zhang was greatly moved.
Wei Zhao's forehead twitched.
"By the way, these elixirs are a set with the Four Spirits Liver Pill." Su Yu originally designed the three flavors to complement each other, but these people took them separately. "I heard Elder had taken the Four Spirits Liver Pill to increase your lifespan, so I will give all of them to you together."
Elder Zhang was stunned.
'One set?'
'Just like that small longevity array with the round mooncake pill?'
He looked in awe immediately. He clasped his fists and gave a half salute to Su Yu. "Thank you, niece. If I extend my lifespan and breakthrough to the Immortal Ascension level in the future, I will definitely repay you."
Wei Zhao was stunned.
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A hundred feet away, after Xi Quan saw an old man with long hair black in roots but white in tips, he quickly landed on Zhiqiong Peak.
He casually found a disciple and asked, "This one is Xi Quan of Wanjian Mountain. May I ask if you have seen my master, Taoist Zhang of Wanjian Mountain?"
The answer to this question was now known to all the disciples on Zhiqiong Peak.
Immediately, a young disciple pointed at the kitchen enthusiastically. "I just saw Elder Zhang looking for my second senior sister. Senior Brother, do you need me to take you there?"
As he spoke, there was a smell of mushrooms on his body.
Xi Quan frowned.
'This disciple's strength is low, but he is greedy for appetite and breaks the way of fasting.'
Xi Quan sighed inwardly.
Xi Quan pursed his lower lip, saying, "Okay, thank you, Junior Brother."
The little junior brother who led the way was taken aback by the way he was addressed and looked at him suspiciously.
Xi Quan closed his eyes and reminisced.
Xiao Muge was so powerful that when he came to Wanjian Mountain to challenge the formation, he cut off the formation with a single sword.
Hey. He shouldn't think too much.
"Lead the way."
If he spoke more and recalled more about Xiao Muge, it would cost him one-third of his incense stick!
"Senior Brother Xi, this is the place." The little brother was ten feet away from the small kitchen and didn't dare to go any further. His Second Senior Sister usually concocted alchemy here and the kitchen was now the center of Zhiqiong Peak.
"Brother, please wait a moment. I will send a message to announce you first."
Xi Quan looked at the small messy place with a thin aura in front of him.
The cultivation environment here was far inferior to Wanjian Mountain.
He immediately suppressed the emotion in his heart. He stood outside the door, guarding the lit incense in his hands. Soon, he smelled a stronger smell of mushroom soup. There were also some sweet and sour fruity aromas, as well as meat and fat aroma.
"Senior Brother, my Second Senior Sister asked you to come in."
Xi Quan frowned.
'How come there is such a smell everywhere in this Zhiqiong Peak?'
He immediately lifted his foot and walked into the small courtyard. Just as he was about to call his master, he saw two people standing in the narrow, dilapidated doorway.
One of them was a young female cultivator in a yellow dress.
He could see that she had strong muscles but weak bones as he stood in place. Her wide cuffs revealed her jade-like hands with ten fingers that were slender and reddish. The small jasper bowl in her hand made the back of her hand appear as white as snow.
This woman was obviously not his master.
Xi Quan's eyes were confused for a while before he collected himself and looked at the other person.
He saw a strong male cultivator in a robe, half-bent in front of the weak female cultivator, clasping his fists in salute.
His waist-length hair was casually scattered, just like the old man he saw hundreds of miles away earlier. His long hair was strangely black at the root but white at the tips. The roots of his hair were ebony-like and shining. But only after about three inches, it gradually became pale as paper, lost its lustre and had dull split ends. At first glance, his hair looked dry.
'Youth and old age. Two different kinds of years coexist in this person.'
'What kind of weird exercise is this?'
Xi Quan couldn't help but look away quickly.
If a junior with a low cultivation base was caught staring at a senior with a higher cultivation base and exploring at will, it might offend the senior.
The problem was, this person was not his master either.
Xi Quan glanced at the incense with purple smoke in his hand and put it into his storage bag.
'One-third of the incense was gone again.'
His right hand, holding his sword, twitched painfully.
He immediately walked towards this male cultivator whose cultivation base was very strange, but at least a Nascent Soul. He clasped his fists and saluted.
"Disciple Xi Quan has seen Senior."
This powerful male cultivator was shocked.
"Senior, do you know where my master, Elder Zhang, is?" Xi Quan took the effort to ask.
Wei Zhao, who was in a wheelchair, poked his head out of the small kitchen in surprise.
Su Yu couldn't help but cough.
When he saw their expressions, Xi Quan hurriedly said, "Could it be that he has left?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the senior male cultivator with black and white hair turn around, "You unfilial disciple!"
Elder Zhang's annoyed voice came from the mouth of this strange man with black and white hair.
Xi Quan was slightly startled.
The old wrinkled face was somewhat familiar, but it was also unfamiliar.
This man's face only had similar wrinkles to his master's, but he did not have his master's dim eyes or old age spots, which made his face eerie looking.
In addition, this man had a clean jaw. There was no sparse white beard that his master usually cherished!
Moreover, there was newborn skin around his temples, surrounded by small black fine hair.
How could his master become like this?
"You confused thing, can't even recognize your own master!" Elder Zhang was angry.
Xi Quan: "...!"
He couldn't even recognize his master, who had worked so hard to pull him to the peak of the Golden Core!
Elder Zhang had an expression of disapproval and looked at Su Yu. "It really made Little Niece Su laugh."
Su Yu smiled. "Elder Zhang's appearance has changed. It is normal for Senior Brother Xi to be mistaken."
Elder Zhang couldn't help but touch his smooth chin when he heard this. His eyebrows and eyes were smiling. "Yes. This old man has extended his lifespan by three years in just a few days. All thanks to Junior Su."
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Elder Zhang smiled and looked at his third disciple. "Xi Quan, your three sticks of incense thing can be postponed. Little Niece Su refined some elixirs for this old man, so you don't have to practice too hard and be in a hurry to find spirit grass for this old man."
Xi Quan looked at Su Yu in amazement.
'Her elixir can prolong life?'
In one breath, he stepped forward in awe and bowed directly. "If Junior Sister Su can save my master, Xi Quan will definitely repay you with anything!"
Elder Zhang smiled and nodded. This apprentice was the most stupid but the most filial to him.
Wei Zhao was shocked.
'In just a few days, another person at the peak of Golden Core level has a good impression of them, Zhiqiong Peak?'
He shivered a little when he thought about it again.
However, after saying this, Xi Quan raised his hand, holding another three incense sticks.
Everyone was stunned.
"Today, Sister Su added my master's lifespan for three years, and his lifespan is now nearly six years. I-"
Then, they saw him bow his head and quickly extend his hands in salute.
"From now on, I can set foot outside Wanjian Mountain for six incense sticks every day!"
"In these six incense sticks, Xi Quan will follow the instructions of Junior Sister Su!"
"..."
Su Yu opened her mouth and closed it again.
'What an obsessive-compulsive disorder.'
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At Zhiqiong Peak's Sword Forest.
The hourly worker, Xi Quan. No, Senior Brother Xi Quan, who was at the peak of Golden Core, carried Elder Zhang's sword power and hurriedly landed in the forest.
Without speaking, he took out six sticks of incense with purple smoke. He lit a stick and then drew out a fifth-grade spirit sword.
Xi Quan pointed to the sword. "Defeat it. You only have six sticks of incense time!"
It was obvious that Elder Zhang said half a day, but it became six sticks of incense because of him.
Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth. She took the lead and rushed up with a determined face!
However, after a moment, her knees seemed to be under heavy pressure and she fell to the ground.
Elder Zhang's fifth-grade spirit sword contained his perception of swordsmanship at the peak of Nascent Soul. Once the sword was out, it was not something that these little Foundation Building disciples could shake.
Hang Wan'er held the double hairpins in her hand tightly. In her mind, there was an image of a heartless and powerful swordsman in a black robe pushing her seriously ill mother to the ground. Nausea and dizziness flooded back into her head.
"Hurl-" She couldn't help but turn her head away and vomit.
"Stand up." Xi Quan's face was as hard as iron. "The incense has burned fifty percent!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yan swung a sword at him. However, he quickly stopped and couldn't take another inch forward.
This was the terrifying strength of a Nascent Soul.
This was the difference between a Nascent Soul and a Foundation Building or a Qi Refining.
The brothers and sisters of Zhiqiong Peak were shocked and desperate.
It was just a sword aura, but they couldn't compete against it. Don't mention the fourth-class beast in the second round of the big competition, they were afraid that even if the opponent would lie down and let them cut it, they would not be able to break its skin.
Last year they were able to rank tenth in the third-class peaks, but it was because of the sword of their Eldest Senior Brother.
"Can..."
When everyone felt fearful and retreated, Hang Wan'er's stubborn voice in the bamboo forest sounded.
She put her hands on her chest, gritted her teeth and swallowed her nausea.
"Think about... mushroom soup... think about Second Senior Sister... We can..."
Holding her hairpins, she stood up with her knees trembling. "I can do it...why can't you!"
She was not a sword cultivator.
She just took a step towards Xi Quan and in a flash, she was trembling again and fell on her back.
"Seventh Senior Sister!"
Yan Yan gritted his teeth. "Senior Brother Xi Quan, my Seventh Junior Sister is not a sword cultivator. Facing a Nascent Soul's sword qi in this sword forest is harmful to her body. I'll take her to rest first."
"Don't..." Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth and flew towards Xi Quan with a golden hairpin swaying.
She was only a foot away when Xi Quan easily caught her.
He shook his head. "You are in the middle stage of Foundation Building? Your strength is not as good as when I was at Qi Refining. If you are my junior sister, don't even think of staying in Wanjian Mountain. You are too weak!"
He raised his hand, held Hang Wan'er golden hairpins as if it was a sharp sword and stabbed at the fifth-grade sword!
The hairpins broke into Elder Zhang's sword force and shattered the sword force into two in one blow.
Everyone was stunned. Hang Wan'er looked at the golden hairpins in front of her sluggishly.
'Very strong.'
"Pick it up." Xi Quan glanced at the six incense sticks and sighed, "Come again."
Hang Wan'er gritted her teeth, pulled out the double hairpins from the soil and attacked him again!
He closed his eyes and caught her.
He waved and flew her out.
"Come again."
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Five sticks of incense.
Five and a half.
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Hang Wan'er's palms were torn by sword energy and her double hairpins were dripped with blood.
Xi Quan put away the fifth-grade spirit sword that was floating in the air and glanced at the last half of the incense. "At this time tomorrow, I will come again."
After saying that, he quickly took off with his flying sword, as if someone was chasing him.
"Senior Brother Xi Quan..." Zhao Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was holding his sword with trembling hands. "Don't you want to stay to have some elixirs? Second Senior Sister said that you have worked hard too."
Xi Quan was stunned but quickly pinched his fingers to sober up.
If he returned now, it would be just in time for six sticks of incense.
He could not stay any longer.
He shook his head and sped up his flying sword.
Zhiqiong Peak was too weak.
They had time to eat all sorts of pills and elixirs, but they could not break his master's sword energy today.
"Thank you. I'll take it when you are able to cut this sword energy within five sticks of incense."
Xi Quan's voice lingered in the air and then he was gone.
Zhao Ran blinked softly, "Brother Xi Quan, we actually..."
Senior Xi Quan didn't know what he missed!
Just after he finished speaking, a red figure next to him fell down.
Zhao Ran was surprised, "Seventh Senior Sister!"
When he saw that the corners of Hang Wan'er's pale lips were shaking, Zhao Ran hurriedly said, "I'll take you back to your room."
Hang Wan'er was unable to raise her right hand and was shaken. "Put me down. I want to continue."
Halfway through her speech, the double hairpins in her hands fell to the ground unsteadily.
Zhao Ran was anxious. "Seventh Senior Sister, stop making trouble,..."
Hang Wan'er closed her eyes.
In practice today, she was the worst among the core disciples.
Even Little Sixteenth, Zhao Ran, who hadn't built a foundation, had persisted longer than her.
Xi Quan was right. She had to practice her qi.
Just like this, she still wanted to punish all evil men in the world?
She was a shame for female cultivators.
Hang Wan'er's eyelashes trembled in pain, but her right hand touched the Five Immortal Ropes around her waist for a moment. She opened her eyes, and her eyes twinkled as she said, "Little Sixteen, carry me to the small kitchen."
Zhao Ran was happy, "Okay, carry... eh? Small kitchen?"
"Stop, don't get too close."
"To the right."
"Hey, go left... oh right..."
Hang Wan'er, with a pale face and trembling hands, sat on a chair that was carried on both sides by her juniors.
Zhao Ran was sweating after a while and said with a bitter face, "Seventh Senior Sister, do you want to go left or right?"
Hang Wan'er held her hairpins in both hands, endured the discomfort and stared at the yellow figure exposed in the small kitchen window.
"Stay still." She hurriedly shouted.
Second Senior Sister was still so dazzling.
Second Senior Sister's back was still so straight and mighty.
Hang Wan'er's face showed a hint of fascination.
Second Senior Sister was the brilliance of the bright moon, a role model for women like her.
"Little Sixteen, I'm fine again." Hang Wan'er's eyes flickered.
"Huh?"
"You carry me back to the sword forest. I have drawn strength from Second Senior Sister and I can continue to practice again!"
"..."
Zhao Ran didn't quite understand what his Seventh Senior Sister was doing, but he could only do as she wished.
However, after taking one step, he was stopped.
"Who is outside?" Su Yu's beautiful voice came from the small kitchen.
Hang Wan'er stuck her tongue out, "Let's go, don't disturb Second Senior Sister." She instructed Zhao Ran.
But Zhao Ran had held back his anxiousness for a long time. He immediately turned around and shouted, "Second Senior Sister," he looked towards the small kitchen and immediately complained, "Please convince Seventh Senior Sister. She is going to die!"
Hang Wan'er: ...
Su Yu was preparing today's dishes. When she heard this, she raised her eyebrows and walked out of the kitchen.
At a glance, she saw Hang Wan'er's ugly face and how she was slumping on a chair. Hang Wan'er also panicked and wanted to escape. She slid down as she got up in a hurry.
"Second Senior Sister, everyone has finished training with Senior Xi Quan. Seventh Senior Sister is weak, but she wants to continue training. If she continues like this, she will be gone." Zhao Ran continued to complain.
Hang Wan'er turned to stare at him.
Su Yu washed her hands with spiritual water, wiped them dry and then called them.
"Get her in."
Little Sixteen and Little Eighteen immediately entered the small kitchen. They put Hang Wan'er and her chair together, placed them next to Su Yu's reclining chair and ran away quickly.
Hang Wan'er slapped her chair angrily, but they all pretended not to see.
"Second Senior Sister..."
Hang Wan'er saw that the deed was done and she couldn't escape. She could only be scolded. Hang Wan'er raised her face and peeked at Su Yu's expression. She saw Su Yu standing with her hands behind her back and she was unable to lower her shoulders.
"I just want to get stronger..."
Whether it was the sword cultivator in her childhood nightmare or the Nascent Soul who destroyed her Golden Rope, she couldn't beat them.
Today, under Elder Zhang's sword energy, she didn't even have the power to strike.
Hang Wan'er's eyelashes fluttered. Soon she saw the yellow dress in front of her.
Su Yu brought her a small white porcelain cup the size of a palm on a wooden saucer.
Su Yu didn't mention anything about Hang Wan'er's condition. "Just in time. Today I made a special portion for you and a few junior sisters... Try it."
Hang Wan'er raised her head suddenly.
She was no longer sad or afraid for a moment and her eyes were glowing. "For my junior sisters and me?"
But she quickly bowed her head. "Actually, my brothers... are also very good. Second Senior Sister can also make it for them."
However, when she finished speaking, she couldn't help grinning.
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Generally, the strong were more valued by the peak master. The weak would not receive preferential treatment.
Hang Wan'er had been away for a long time and been to many places, so she was not surprised by this kind of treatment.
However, in Zhiqiong Peak, it was not like this. She and a few junior sisters were not very strong. Though they were not treated differently from the other disciples, there were still times when she left her senior and junior brothers and ate alone.
Su Yu nodded and motioned for her to lift the lid of the cup.
"I see that you and a few junior sisters often chat together. This is suitable for you to eat and play while chatting."
Hang Wan'er widened her eyes.
'Is there such a pill?'
"You try it out first. If there is no problem, share it with the juniors."
Hang Wan'er immediately took a deep breath and ran a circle of Seven Emotions and Six Desires exercise to stabilize her mood. Then she responded carefully, "Okay, I'll try it!"
Su Yu nodded and looked at her encouragingly.
Hang Wan'er immediately put the saucer on her knees solemnly and reached out to lift the white porcelain cup lid.
She was surprised.
In the past, her sister's pills were often steaming hot. Even the porcelain dishes were warm.
Not only was it not hot this time, but it didn't seem to be as fragrant as the previous elixirs.
"Well, this is a cold... elixir." Su Yu smiled. "There is no heat, so before tasting it, the smell on your nose would be slightly inferior compared to your other senses."
Sure enough, a girl's mind was more delicate and could appreciate the small details.
Master Su was moved.
Thinking of Yan Yan's report on the sword candies, which was "as smooth as a sword," Su Yu's forehead twitched and she didn't want to think about it.
She handed chopsticks boiled in spiritual water to Hang Wan'er, "Seventh Junior Sister, you should try it carefully. Senior Sister is waiting for your experience report."
Hang Wan'er immediately cheered up.
When she looked down, she saw that in the snow-white porcelain cup, there were pills the size of longan. Its color was pale gold and clear, but the shape was like a bird's claw!
Hang Wan'er opened her mouth in shock. "This, this look..." How could an elixir look like this?
Su Yu handed over a black gold plate. "This elixir is called Phoenix Claw."
In order to make it easier for the junior sisters to eat while chatting, she chose to serve the chicken feet cold, with hot and sour seasoning. The more you ate, the more fragrant it became.
Hang Wan'er lost her mind. "Phoenix Claw?"
"Second Senior Sister is really domineering. The name you gave to this elixir... um, it's stylish."
Ordinary cultivators would tremble when they heard it.
"Spit the bone on this," Su Yu smiled and pointed to the black gold plate. "Don't swallow it by mistake."
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'How does elixir have bones?'
Hang Wan'er looked at the longan-sized pill in shock, not knowing what to do.
She gritted her teeth. Her second senior sister would definitely not harm her.
Would she still try it out with her if it was a normal elixir?
Hang Wan'er immediately took the chopsticks and took one of the chicken claw-shaped pills with two golden halos. When she saw the clear juice was about to roll down, she hurriedly put her red lips together and sucked them into her mouth instantly.
Hang Wan'er's hands shook and the chopsticks in her hand almost fell. She hurriedly opened her mouth to bite, but the strangely shaped elixir was actually elastic and had a layer of strong skin. The skin soaked in the remaining juice and softly quivered between her teeth.
The sourness was as clear as the spring breeze and the heat was as scorching as the sun. It swept away the anxiety in her heart that arose because she was eager to practice but could not do it properly...
She was completely fascinated by the taste of this elixir.
After a little sip between her lips, she grabbed the chopsticks and tore off a piece of strong skin from the Phoenix Claw. She narrowed her eyes comfortably, cherished the taste and carefully covered her red lips before chewing slowly. The more she chewed, the more delicious it was. The crisp texture and the hot and sour flavor surrounded her lips and teeth.
She wanted to continue and didn't want to stop.
Hang Wan'er thought that this elixir was too small. She could eat a dozen of them alone!
She closed her eyes and enjoyed this slightly sour and spicy aftertaste.
Suddenly, with closed eyes, she fell from the chair.
The pill she just swallowed felt like a fire in her belly.
The spicy taste burst out in her dantian again and again.
"Ah!"
Hang Wan'er closed her eyes tightly and she automatically sat cross-legged within a moment.
After half a column of incense, she let out a long sigh. She raised the golden hairpin in her hand and it suddenly exuded a phantom-like sharp claw. The phantom claw waved towards the small kitchen and a rockery ten meters away broke apart. At the center of the rock were four imprints like it was hit by chicken claws!
Su Yu: ...
Su Yu was lying down on her reclining chair before, but now she stood up.
'I got it!'
Hang Wan'er opened her eyes excitedly. "Second sist... my ancestor... Ou..."
Her speech slurred. She blushed and spat out the bone that had long been in her mouth.
"I understand, Second Senior Sister. Thank you for the elixir!"
Su Yu waved her hand cheekily, "It's just an appetizer."
'Appetizer?'
Hang Wan'er was confused.
When she spat out the bone, she heard a clanging sound like a ring of bells landing on the black gold plate.
When she looked down, she saw a moon-like silver glow blooming on top of the claw bones she had just spit out.
Three rays of light fell from the sky.
Hang Wan'er: "!"
'Help, I just spat out a third-grade magic weapon?!'
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