Then he went into the living room, took out the spirit stones that glowed with purple light, and began to cultivate.

After a while, Gu Yan stood up, his bones cracking and popping. He felt refreshed and looked at the pile of discarded spirit stones on the ground. He seriously suspected that the spirit stones had expired.

According to the old man's diary, spirit stones contain abundant spiritual energy, but he felt that the spiritual energy in these spirit stones was only so-so, not enough for his current needs.

Then he thought back to when he first saw it, there was a lot of waste everywhere. He guessed that after a while, all of this would become waste too.

So he stopped thinking about it, since he couldn't figure it out anyway. With a sweep of his divine sense, he found that Wanqing was still fast asleep, so he picked up the book on basic alchemy again, intending to study the path of alchemy properly once more.

He looked at the most basic pills. The reason was simple: he couldn't understand the others and they gave him a headache, just like a poor student looking at advanced math problems.

Looking at the medicinal materials recorded in the prescription, he thought they should be ginseng or something similar, since they are roots and the shapes look similar to his. He then looked at the other medicinal materials. Although he didn't recognize them, fortunately they were described with pictures. He could ask a master later and find out what they were.

He planned to refine several Body Tempering Pills, Qi Nourishing Pills, and Detoxification Pills. The Body Tempering Pills could improve physical strength, the Qi Nourishing Pills could slightly increase cultivation level, and he intended to keep the Detoxification Pills in reserve so that if he were poisoned one day, he wouldn't die, and he could sell them for a high price.

He planned to go buy medicinal herbs in the afternoon. He checked the time and it was already eleven o'clock. He took out the vegetables that Wanqing had bought from the refrigerator.

I took some tomatoes, eggs, peppers, and shredded meat and started chopping them up to cook.

Around 11:40, a soft moan was heard.

Gu Yan knew that the person had woken up, so he went into the bedroom and looked at Wan Qing, who was getting dressed.

"Baby, I've made dinner. Let's go eat." With that, he picked up Wanqing, who wasn't even dressed yet.

"Hey, hey, I'm not dressed yet," Wanqing struggled.

"We can't have so many barriers between us." After saying that, Gu Yan threw the clothes back onto the bed.

He sat down in the chair, and Wanqing leaned against him. Her already rosy face turned even redder, whether she sensed something or something else, it was hard to tell.

I never imagined my dead husband would turn out like this, not even allowed to wear clothes.

But what shocked her even more was that he could cook, even a simple dish like scrambled eggs with tomatoes and stir-fried shredded pork with chili peppers.

But just by smelling it, he knew it would be delicious, so he didn't pay any attention to the two wolf claws on his body.

He picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

A moment later, her delicate body trembled violently, and she could barely chew.

"How did you make this dish?" she asked, her voice trembling, unsure whether the food was too delicious, or if someone had eaten it, or both.

"Oh? It's not good?" Gu Yan said, then took another bite.

"Mmm, it's delicious. I've never eaten such delicious food before," Wanqing replied, her face flushed.

"Me too, I've never tasted such delicious food before," Gu Yan said with a wicked smile, even licking a grain of rice.

Upon hearing this, Wanqing disregarded her physical discomfort and narrowed her eyes.

"You've eaten at other people's restaurants before?" she asked with a hint of threat. If this guy was a scumbag, she... she would have to teach him a lesson. It would be too much of a loss to just leave.

Gu Yan was also stunned for a moment. "Damn, I'm such a smart aleck!" Well, that shouldn't count as eating, right?

"Honey, you must be joking. How could I possibly have eaten anything else?" he said, straightening his posture with an air of righteous indignation.

Wanqing hummed in agreement and then fell silent.

"Hmph, men only behave when they're put in a box and hung on the wall. I'll have to punish them properly later," she thought to herself.

After a while, the table gradually began to wobble, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Most importantly, it seemed to have a mind of its own, making "oh, uh, oh~" sounds.

...

After dinner, Gu Yan carried the exhausted Wan Qing to bed.

It seems that the battle launched suddenly was still a complete victory.

I looked at her radiant face and then gently stroked it.

"You rest well at home now, I'm going out to buy some things," Gu Yan said, giving him another kiss.

"Okay, go ahead." Wanqing said and crawled into bed; she was really exhausted.

Gu Yan left the residential area and took a taxi to the Chinese medicine market.

Upon arrival, it looked somewhat similar to the antique street, with many small stalls, but unlike the antique street, it also had many large shops.

So Gu Yan extended his divine sense and went inside, sweeping his divine sense over the various kinds of medicinal herbs, some resembling flowers, some resembling herbs, and there was even a clump of them...

Many of the medicinal herbs have been dug up for too long and have dried out.

Perhaps those traditional Chinese medicine practitioners have other uses.

So he continued wandering around, and after a while he bought five medicinal herbs, which cost him more than 30,000 dragon coins. However, they were all fresh herbs, and their shapes were similar to those recorded in his pill formula.

He felt that was it, but maybe it wasn't old enough.

He then walked toward the largest shop, which had the name Jishetang written on it. He could smell the strong aroma of Chinese medicine just by standing at the door.

As soon as he entered, a woman in her twenties, dressed as a waitress, came in. She was quite pretty and wore black stockings that made her legs look slender and straight.

Tsk tsk tsk.

It seems these things will become the norm from now on, Gu Yan thought to himself.

"Sir, are you here to buy medicinal herbs?" the saleswoman in black stockings asked respectfully.

"Yes, I want to buy some fresh medicinal herbs, roots and stems, and they need to be old."

As the old saying goes.

After all, this place is like a shopping mall, and it would be silly to wander around on his own. Also, he wanted to take the opportunity to appreciate the waiter.

"Sir, please follow me." The waiter bowed and led him forward. Gu Yan, meanwhile, observed the medicinal herbs from behind.

He was thinking to himself whether he should buy a few hundred medicinal herbs for Wanqing to keep on hand when he went back.

"Sir, these are medicinal herbs such as roots and stems. The harvesting time is also recorded. I just don't know how fresh you would like them?" The waiter turned his head and saw Gu Yan's downward gaze, and his face turned red.

I've seen people peek, but I've never seen anyone so direct.

Gu Yan suddenly realized what was happening, coughed lightly twice, realizing he had been too focused on what he was watching, and quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, do you have any knowledgeable seniors here? I don't recognize many of the medicinal herbs and would like to ask them for advice."