Helian Kuang tampered with the Refining God Technique, erasing the latter half of the content.

In other words, Lan Hua's Refining Spirit Technique is not complete.

The cultivation of spiritual power requires a gradual approach, and there are different cultivation methods for each level.

There's no problem with his current cultivation; he can help Lan Hua break through to the fourth-grade talisman master. However, breaking through to the fifth-grade talisman master will be more difficult.

"Fortunately, they didn't tamper with the cultivation method, otherwise, wouldn't I have suffered a mental breakdown and gone mad!"

Lan Hua thought about it and realized it made sense. He had neither joined the Immortal Talisman Sect nor become that old geezer's disciple, so why should they give him the complete Refining God Technique?

Although that old geezer seems to harbor hatred towards the Immortal Talisman Sect, so what?

He remembered the Heart-Eating Talisman he had been afflicted with and sighed, "Red Rose, are you asleep?"

"If you don't sleep, how can I dare to sleep?"

Lan Hua was speechless. "Is there any way to break this Heart-Eating Talisman?"

Hongmei said, "Not yet, I need to rest for a while longer!"

Lan Hua suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "Rest, rest, how long are you going to rest?"

He picked up the spirit that had been with him for a long time. The spirit was somewhat grayish in color, and it was clear that it would not last much longer.

"You've practically drained my energy, and you're still telling me you need to rest!"

How dare you?

Lan Hua's long-suppressed emotions finally erupted, and she lost patience with Bo Ling.

Hongmei whispered, "Without the Qiankun Bowl, my recovery is much slower than I expected!"

She knew that Lan Hua was in a bad mood because of the Heart-Eating Talisman, so she didn't dare to say anything boastful.

After all, Lan Hua is the master.

"Alright, so, is there any progress on what I told you before?"

After venting her anger, Lan Hua calmed down a bit and realized that Bo Ling had also had a tough time, having saved his life several times.

Strictly speaking, Hongmei was still his benefactor, so it wasn't appropriate to hold a grudge against her.

Hongmei said, "It'll be soon. Give me another month, and I'll be able to finish it for you!"

"That's excellent!"

In the days that followed, Lan Hua cherished every moment of the evening and devoted herself to cultivation.

With the spirit spirit around, he doesn't need to worry about a shortage of spirit stones for the time being.

Occasionally, he would take on another job, taking advantage of the darkness to complete the tasks assigned by the Burial God Alliance.

He is now firmly in third place on the newcomer list, and the rewards for his work are already quite high, so he has fewer assassination missions.

Lan Hua didn't feel anything was wrong with this; on the contrary, she was quite satisfied.

Although there were fewer tasks, the quality of the rewards was greatly improved, and he had enough time to cultivate.

On this day, Lan Hua went down the mountain alone to buy ingredients.

At the foot of Shuangsheng Mountain lies a town called Fuxian Town. The town is quite populous and lively, with many taverns and restaurants.

Even chain stores like Deyiju have opened a small branch in Fuxian Town.

Disciples of the Immortal Talisman Sect would occasionally descend the mountain to visit taverns for a change of pace.

After finishing her shopping, Lan Hua pushed a cart that looked like a small mountain up the mountain.

At this moment, four figures emerged from Deyiju, chatting and laughing.

One of them, arrogant and domineering, with beaming eyebrows, was none other than Lu Yu.

"Hey, who's that kid? He looks so familiar."

"Yes, that cart looks familiar. Isn't it the kind used in our sect's kitchen?"

One person echoed this sentiment; it was Zhang Jing, Lu Yu's close friend.

Lu Yu laughed and said, "It seems to be cook Hua Yingxiong. He actually came down the mountain alone today!"

He quickly stepped forward and stopped Lan Hua.

"Hey kid, what a coincidence, we've met again!"

Lan Hua was not surprised by Lu Yu's appearance, but she felt somewhat disgusted.

Lu Yu is like a stubborn plaster; no matter how hard you try to shake him off, you can't get rid of him.

"Don't block the way. If you delay the whole clan's mealtime, can you take responsibility for that?"

Lu Yu snorted, "A cook like him dares to be so arrogant and threaten me!"

He glanced at the other three, a fierce look appearing on his face.

"Guys, you guys go back up the mountain first. I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with Brother Hua. I'll catch up soon!"

The three men exchanged knowing smiles, understanding that Lu Yu wanted to regain the face he had lost a few days ago, and then took their leave.

"Have a pleasant conversation!"

Alright!

Lu Yu was very happy. With Lan Hua alone and him alone, it would be much more convenient to get things done.

"Lu Yu, what do you want to do?"

"Hmph, what?"

Lu Yu pulled Lan Hua to the outskirts of Fu Xian Town before letting her go.

"Today, I'll teach you a lesson and show you what's what!"

After saying that, Lu Yu struck Lan Hua with a palm strike.

Lan Hua's expression changed slightly, "This is outrageous!"

He also struck out with a palm, but used less than 30% of his power, and didn't even use the Heaven-Opening Palm.

Lan Hua had already seen through Lu Yu's cultivation level; it was only at the second level of the Pure Yuan Realm.

boom!

The two palms collided, and Lu Yu was immediately blasted away, looking horrified, but he quickly came to his senses.

"You weren't born with superhuman strength; you possess cultivation!"

Lan Hua picked up Lu Yu, raised her right hand, and slapped him dozens of times.

He had been afflicted with a Heart-Eating Talisman by Helian Kuang a few days ago, and his frustration was immediately vented on Lu Yu, which made him feel much better.

Lu Yu felt a burning sensation on his face, and his cheeks bulged out.

"I just want to be an ordinary cook, why are you being so aggressive?"

"Can't you just be a normal person?"

"Does being born into a prestigious family make you superior?"

With each sentence Lan Hua spoke, she slapped Lu Yu hard across the face, causing Lu Yu to scream in pain.

"Brother, let's talk this out, let's not fight, okay?"

Lu Yu was truly terrified; he had no ability to struggle at all in Lan Hua's hands.

Lan Hua saw that his face was disfigured and he was kneeling and begging for mercy before she finally put him down.

"Don't mess with the cook, understand?"

Lan Hua hadn't walked more than a few steps when she heard Lu Yu muttering under his breath, seemingly oblivious to the danger.

"When I get back, I'll make you pay!"

Lan Hua immediately stopped and returned to Lu Yu's side, startling him so much that he backed away on the ground.

What are you going to do?

"What?" Lan Hua chuckled slyly.

With her left hand, she pinched Lu Yu's chin and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

Lu Yu gurgled and asked in horror, "What did you give me to eat?"

Have you ever heard of "A Dream of Yellow Millet"?

Lu Yu shook his head.

"This is a rare poison; those who are poisoned by it will die in their sleep within a month!"

"You died in your dream!"

"Only I can cure this poison. If you dare to tell anyone my secret, you're as good as dead!"

Lu Yu's face turned deathly pale.

He was a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong, and after hearing Lan Hua's words, he nodded repeatedly and dared not have any further thoughts.

Lan Hua helped Lu Yu up, gently patting the dust off his clothes.

"I was a little too rough, sorry!"

"Brother Lu, please help me push that cart to the sect!"

Lu Yu quickly pushed the wheelbarrow and trotted up the mountain, completely forgetting the burning pain on his face.

Lan Hua laughed. What he gave Lu Yu was nothing more than a pill that would make him drowsy.

He made this in his spare time at the Pill God Temple; it was just a prank.

However, he still felt worried. The truth about the fake poison wouldn't be hidden for long, and then he would be in danger.

"What a headache! Why did I have to get involved with this person!"

"Then let's make the most of it!"

Lan Hua smiled and said, "Brother Lu, may I borrow your personal token?"