The Yan family was immersed in their post-award fantasy.

Since his breakthrough in cultivation, Wang Qiang now spends all his free time soaking in the Ruyi Pool to improve his cultivation.

He chopped down saplings one by one with his palm lightning.

The sheep in the space were frightened by Wang Qiang and scattered. After Wang Qiang unleashed several rounds of palm lightning, they went back into the water.

Wang Qiang sat cross-legged in the Ruyi Pool, his palms facing upwards. The true energy from the Ruyi Pool continuously flowed into Wang Qiang's body, gathering in his dantian.

Wang Qiang's heart stirred, and he mobilized the true qi in his dantian to circulate throughout his body.

He then unleashed six palm grenades in quick succession. While their power remained unchanged, the sound was significantly reduced, as if a silencer had been installed on them.

Wang Qiang estimated that if the previous palm-sized thunderbolts were like thunderclaps, the current ones were just like small firecrackers; although they still made a sound, the sound was much quieter.

The reduced volume makes it easier for him to use when he's out. Wang Qiang has only used the Palm Thunder inside his spatial dimension so far; he's too loud to use it outside for fear of attracting trouble.

It's a pity that this cultivation breakthrough wasn't significant. It's probably because there was no dual cultivation. I wanted to find Chen Jing again, but she was too exhausted after the last time and hasn't recovered yet.

Fortunately, she was in the Ruyi Pool, which could replenish her losses; otherwise, Chen Jing would have been crippled long ago. Even so, due to the excessive consumption of vital energy, Chen Jing's body is still recovering.

Indeed, cultivation is impossible without a good cauldron. This makes me think of Qin Huairu; she probably has more potential than Chen Jing.

It seems necessary to bring Qin Huairu into my cultivation plan.

Wang Qiang sat in the Ruyi Pool, thinking about how to get Qin Huairu into the space so they could cultivate together.

Going to see Qin Huairu in broad daylight would likely be inconvenient; Yi Zhonghai serves as a cautionary tale.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes and saw a flock of sheep grazing.

An idea suddenly struck him. He waved his hand and unleashed a palm strike, knocking down the nearest lamb. The lamb, which weighed only about 40 pounds, tumbled twice in the air before falling to the ground.

Unfortunately, Wang Qiang smashed the sheep's head.

Wang Qiang walked over, picked up the lamb, and then left the space. He carried the lamb directly to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, humming a little tune. This time, Yi Zhonghai not only gave him the money he had embezzled, but also paid him 50 yuan on the surface, and secretly gave him another 50 yuan.

With money, some people couldn't help others, so they started fantasizing about Qin Huairu.

Wang Qiang pushed the door open and came in.

"Zhu Zi, clean up this sheep. The skin and bones are yours."

He Yuzhu sat up in bed and his eyes lit up when he saw the lamb that Wang Qiang was holding.

"Hey, this is good stuff. Even if it's just bones, it'll make a nice soup."

He Yuzhu came over as he spoke and took the lamb from Wang Qiang's hands.

"Don't worry, Brother Wang, it will be taken care of in a little while."

Wang Qiang smiled and whispered to He Yuzhu.

"Yi Zhonghai must have given you a lot of money, right?"

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu slowed his movements and looked at Wang Qiang with confusion.

"Don't worry, I won't ask you for money. Just pack your things properly."

He Yuzhu nodded, picked up the lamb, and went to the kitchen.

In just over half an hour, the whole sheep was processed.

A 40-pound lamb yielded about 12 pounds of carcass. The rest, including bones, skin, and offal, was given to He Yuzhu.

Wang Qiang, carrying a bag of mutton, deliberately circled around the entrance of Rujia's house in Qinhuai.

Jia Zhangshi's triangular eyes were like a radar, always alerting anyone who passed a manure cart to come out and check the saltiness. Especially since Wang Qiang was carrying over ten kilograms of mutton.

Wang Qiang focused his spiritual senses and felt the resentful and jealous look in Jia Zhangshi's eyes. He smiled inwardly, "The fish has taken the bait."

Jia Zhangshi watched Wang Qiang's retreating figure, then turned to Qin Huairu, who was preparing to cook.

"I cook the same old bland, watery food every day. Go find Wang Qiang and get some meat later."

Qin Huairu gave a bitter smile. "Mom, you're not giving me any money. How am I supposed to buy meat?"

However, he was told to go find Wang Qiang.

He might not give it to me.

Jia Zhangshi said resentfully, "Can't he find a way if he won't give it to you? The baby is growing, how can he not eat meat?"

"You're a mother yourself, can't you think more about your child?"

Qin Huairu had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Then I'll give it a try."

Jia Zhangshi: "Put down what you're doing now and go, lest something goes wrong."

Qin Huairu took off her apron and wiped her hands. Then she looked at herself in the mirror.

Standing to the side, Jia Zhangshi looked at Qin Huairu with a dark expression, thinking to herself: "That little slut is so happy to find a man."

Qin Huairu pretended not to see Jia Zhangshi's gaze.

He turned around and went to Wang Qiang's door. Seeing that the door was ajar, he tried pushing it open and went inside.

Wang Qiang was sitting by the window, smiling at him, with a pile of mutton on the table.

Looking at Wang Qiang, Qin Huairu couldn't help but recall the days she spent driving with him. Although they were almost kidnapped, it was still a wonderful memory.

"Brother Wang, we haven't had meat at home in ages. And didn't you say you'd give me some for this trip?"

As she spoke, Qin Huairu approached Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang said with a smile.

“I haven’t eaten meat in a long time. I had to get some. Sha Zhu cleaned up a whole sheep. It only yielded this much from a 40-pound lamb. The sheep was too thin.”

"Don't stand there. We don't need to be so shy. You've been married before. You don't have to act like a virgin."

Upon hearing Wang Qiang's words, Qin Huairu sat down next to him.

Wang Qiang looked at Qin Huairu and said.

"Haven't you taken a shower in ages?"

Qin Huairu nodded.

"It's inconvenient to get water at home, and going to a public bathhouse costs money. Although you can shower at the factory, there are restrictions."

Wang Qiang reached out and lifted Qin Huairu's chin, looking at her face.

"Would you like me to take you for a soak in Ruyi Pool?"

Qin Huairu looked at Wang Qiang in surprise, but her eyes lit up when she heard that he was going to take her to Ruyi Pond. She thought of the time she had spent there before.

Qin Huairu nodded. "That's great! I've wanted to go for a long time. Ruyi Pool is much more comfortable than the public bathhouses outside. Once you go in, you feel like you're floating on air."

Wang Qiang laughed heartily, walked to the door and looked around. No one else had closed the door properly.

Then he pulled Qin Huairu into the space.

This was Qin Huairu's first time entering the space since returning. She was stunned to see the flock of sheep within.

Wang Qiang looked at Qin Huairu, who was in a daze, and teased her.

"Aren't you worried they might spy on us?"

Qin Huairu laughed awkwardly. Soaking in the Ruyi Pool was comfortable, but it felt like being in the wild, which made her feel both novel and excited.