Chapter 237 The Blind Martial Uncle Was Made to Cry by His Black-Hearted Nephew (15)

Although Yiyi's talent for alchemy is not high, she is still the junior apprentice of the Danfeng Peak Master, and she has a pretty good grasp of the heat control when decocting medicine.

"Hmm, not bad. You have a good grasp of the timing, which will definitely help your future cultivation."

Yi Yi, without suspecting anything, handed the prepared medicine to 888 and then stared intently at the various ingredients in the kitchen.

"Hmm, you can do whatever you want with these ingredients..." Anyway, most of these ingredients were picked from Feng Ciye's small vegetable garden.

The small vegetable garden was planted by Feng Ciye before his rebirth to fill his stomach. Because the original owner didn't care about him, his cultivation speed was extremely slow. And cultivators who couldn't reach the Foundation Establishment stage couldn't abstain from grains at all. Generally speaking, sect disciples would go to the sect's dining hall to eat, but Feng Ciye had never been there.

His few spirit stones weren't even enough for his cultivation, so where would he get extra spirit stones to spend at the sect's dining hall?

So sometimes he went hungry and sometimes full, living a miserable life. Later, he realized that this couldn't go on, so he bought some seeds and planted some spiritual rice and vegetables.

However, after Feng Ciye was reborn, he didn't care much about the ingredients in the spirit field, so it became 888's paradise.

At first, it only secretly nibbled on two carrots, but after discovering that Feng Ciye didn't care at all, it became bolder and directly claimed the spirit field for itself.

Of course, Feng Ciye knew this too.

But let it do its thing; anyway, it doesn't need to eat anymore.

Besides, it's just a dog, what kind of trouble can it possibly cause?

As a result, 888 managed to take good care of the little vegetable garden, and the plants were growing very well, even better than the ones Feng Ciye had raised before.

888: Now, please call me a farming expert.

After receiving approval, Yiyi began processing the ingredients, but she was taken aback when she skillfully took out her alchemy furnace.

She's switched to kitchen repair now, so shouldn't she get a new ritual implement?

Sword cultivators fly on their swords, while alchemists fly on their alchemy furnaces. But now that she's become a chef, does that mean she'll have to fly on a pot? Or a spoon?

After imagining that scene, Yiyi shook her head violently.

She wouldn't want that, otherwise everyone would laugh at her!

"However, the alchemy furnace looks similar to a pot. Why don't we try using the alchemy furnace?"

Yiyi acted immediately, using the alchemy furnace as a cooking pot.

If other alchemists saw this, they would probably be so angry they'd vomit blood.

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888 carried the medicine back to Yu Sheng's room.

Yes, you heard right.

Therefore, what Yu Nian saw next led to this scene.

A golden retriever walked upright like a human, carefully holding a bowl of medicine in its hands, slowly and steadily passing in front of him.

Yu Nian initially thought she had misread it.

He must be seeing things. How can a dog walk like a human?

But even after he rubbed his eyes hard, he still saw the golden retriever walking upright.

Yu Nian: "..."

Are even dogs this curled up these days?

To be honest, he truly lives up to his master's reputation as a dog; he's much more ambitious than the average dog.

No, he needs to work on his cultivation too. He can't end up being inferior to even the dog beside his master, can he?

888: Sheng Sheng's dog? Are you talking about me, or Feng Ciye?

However, it seems that given your current situation, you are no match for any of us.

So, Yu Nian, who had just returned from sword practice, was spurred on again and decided to increase his daily sword swings from 10,000 to 100,000.

"What kind of look is this?" Yu Sheng looked at the golden retriever holding the medicine in front of her with a strange expression.

"What I'm saying is, can't you just be a different person?"

888 couldn't help but think to itself: Do you really think it didn't think about this?

But if it turned into a human, wouldn't the Supreme God be so jealous when he found out?

Whether he gets jealous or not doesn't matter to 888, but it knows that its master god is indiscriminate when jealous, and might just banish it to mining.

It doesn't want that!

"If I turned into a small animal, your husband would be so jealous he'd turn into a pickled cabbage. If I turned into a human, what would happen?!"

Yu Sheng thought about it again and realized that it wasn't entirely unreasonable.

After all, 888 can sometimes really act like a third wheel.

If a person were to wander around him like that, what would happen?!

"Then you might as well not be human," Yu Sheng said subconsciously.

"Sheng Sheng, I always feel like you're insulting me when you say that."

"Really? No, you're overthinking it."

888: Okay, now I know you're secretly cursing me.

"Uncle-Master, are you there? I heard you were ill, so I came to visit you." Feng Ciye's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Yu Sheng and 888 exchanged a glance.

No, why can't I stop nagging about him? I just mentioned it to him, and here he is.

"It's alright, Ah Ye, you go back first. I'm fine."

Feng Ciye's voice outside the door carried a hint of anxiety: "How could you be alright? Your voice is so hoarse, you must be quite ill. Should I go and invite Uncle Qin over?"

Yu Sheng sighed, quickly put on her clothes, and then let Feng Ciye in.

I wonder what he's up to this time.

Feng Ciye pushed open the door and came in just in time to see Yu Sheng drinking the medicine in her hand. The bitter medicine made Yu Sheng frown and drink the medicine in the bowl in one gulp.

The medicine residue at the corner of his mouth slowly dripped down. Yu Sheng hurriedly grabbed a handkerchief to wipe it, but his movements were so abrupt that he choked.

Feng Ciye mercifully handed his handkerchief to Yu Sheng, who covered her mouth with the handkerchief and coughed violently.

"Uncle-Master, are you feeling better?"

Yu Sheng nodded and smiled at him. "Yes, I feel much better. Thank you for the handkerchief, A Ye."

When the word "handkerchief" was mentioned, Feng Ciye subconsciously glanced at his own handkerchief and saw a pool of blood on it, while Yu Sheng was completely unaware of it.

Feng Ciye was somewhat puzzled.

Is Yu Sheng's health really that bad?

He's a Celestial Venerable after all. Even if he's seriously injured, he's been recuperating these past few days. How could he be coughing up blood so frequently?

But judging from his appearance, he probably... wasn't faking it, right?

"Uncle-Master, I also know a little about medicine. Why don't I take a look at you?"

Although Feng Ciye's words were a question, his hand moved in Yu Sheng's place on Feng Ciye's wrist before Yu Sheng could object.

When Feng Ciye examined Yu Sheng's body, he was surprised to find that the ruthless path that Yu Sheng cultivated had been shattered into dust.

The Path of Ruthlessness is broken? No wonder he's been coughing up blood every few days; it's a miracle he's still alive.

However, everyone knows that Yu Shengxiu is ruthless. Is he falling in love?

Has Yu Sheng's ruthless path from her previous life also been broken?

Feng Ciye thought about it carefully and realized that in his previous life he didn't seem to care about so much, he only thought about how to get revenge on Yu Sheng. As for whether Yu Sheng had broken the Path of Ruthlessness, he really didn't know.

But in this life, he unexpectedly discovered that Yu Sheng's ruthless path had been shattered.

But who did Ke Yusheng actually fall in love with?