Chapter 35: This Is My Family's Secret Recipe

Ding Dali was truly a curious soul; he simply had to know what the young girl intended to do with her purchases.

"And you call yourself a doctor! You don't even know this? These aren't just medicinal herbs; they can be used as seasonings too."

"When making braised pork or spiced meat, you add a little to enhance the aroma. Honestly, you really are quite ignorant!"

Sheng Wanqiu slapped some silver onto the counter, grabbed her paper-wrapped herbs, and strode away. Ding Dali slapped his forehead.

In every sense, none of you should have been dragged into the final reckoning between myself, my companions, and the Council of Hope, much like the questions I just posed.

The head cook, seeing the fruit of his labor, worked with even greater diligence today. By dusk, Yan Ruomeng watched from afar as a soldier came running over in a hurry.

Moreover, she had been walking a tightrope for the past few days, and soon she would be sleeping on a bed of nails. Entering the dream world, the great riverbed from yesterday had transformed into a grassland divided by thousands of lakes, and that phantasmal beast was nowhere to be found.

The square-faced paper dolls, each brandishing a "torch," hesitated, yet their eyes were filled with murderous intent—a stark contrast to their previously dull and lifeless expressions.

Accompanied by Qin Dabao, Qin Huairu walked to the central courtyard and saw Bang Geng kneeling in mourning clothes before the funeral altar.

"Are you alright?" Qin Fang asked softly. To her own ears, however, the words sounded tender and lingering. Even knowing it was her own repressed feelings playing tricks on her, she could not entirely suppress the bashful affection.

Watching the approaching caravan, the sense of unease in the fox's heart did not diminish; instead, it grew increasingly intense.

Sigh, I should reach the examination site by noon today. I hope my senior brother is there. With him as my spirit beast attendant, he can help conceal my cultivation level.

However, it was quite different; there was only a living room. A coffee table, a sofa, various ornaments—the rest was the most peculiar part.

"Why the sudden thought to promote her?" Cheng Yu lifted his chin, letting Su Yanran fasten the collar button of his shirt.

The guards didn't say much, merely hoisting Lu Qing'er's clothes with disgust. As if tossing aside some wretched nuisance, they threw her out of the Xi estate.

Fu Qingyang woke the sleeping Gu Desheng, just as Gu Xiaoxiao and the Master of White Cloud Temple arrived.

That day, I lay in bed pondering the words of Tu Xingsun and the others. The people here basically lacked identification, and the land had yet to be allocated to the state. The higher-ups hadn't paid attention to this area yet. Why not take this chance to contract all the land here for myself? Think of how many times over it would multiply in the future!

"That is only one possibility. Another is that once he gets the news, he might be blinded by greed. He could try to ruin us and then report back to Qingqiu City for a reward," Mi Tu said, setting down her teacup.

Seeing this, the expert of the Creation Realm changed countenance and shouted in a low voice. The family elders reacted instantly, forming hand seals in unison and activating the Luo Tian Array to suppress the intruders.

"Why hasn't the Thousand-Sun Arbiter awakened yet? Junior Brother Kumu, have you not been treating him properly?" Huo Rong asked, puzzled.

"What? The guardian before the last?" Wang Xiu froze, then frowned deeply. The previous guardian—wasn't that his own grandmaster? According to Director Su, was it really his grandmaster undergoing the tribulation?

The Nether Sacred Object continued to batter the Lost-Soul and Heavy-Soul entities. The fake Tang sisters felt no cause for concern, merely whispering to each other in lowered voices.

Both women felt a sudden surge of wariness. Then, Tang Qianqian sat down opposite the Yanji City representative, acting just like a bodyguard for Tang Shiya.

Concentrating all his true energy into his right hand, Mu Xifeng shattered the Heavenly Blade's aura with a single punch. In the next moment, he flashed forward and kicked out at the Heavenly Blade! Mu Xifeng had not only used eighty percent of his true power in this kick but also applied the law of time acceleration. Thus, before the Heavenly Blade could even react, the young master had kicked him a thousand feet away.