This really startled Jian Ning.

"Fugui, Fugui, what's wrong?"

I checked its nose with my hand; it was still breathing, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that it received too much nutrition at once and couldn't absorb it, so it went into a deep sleep.

He carried it into the jade pendant space and carefully placed it on the bed to let it lie down.

Then they quickly came out. In this underground dark room, besides the solution, there was a display shelf filled with small white jade bottles, all painted with emerald green jade bamboo. They didn't know what was inside.

However, since they were placed so discreetly, they must be valuable items, and Jian Ning didn't miss a single one.

Even the display shelves were stored in her spatial storage. After searching the room for a long time, she finally found the mechanism to open the door.

After pressing down hard, a circular hole silently opened in the center of her head. She quickly flew up on her sword.

The place they emerged from was no longer the room where the treasure was hidden, but inside a rockery, which was hollow on all sides.

Jian Ning quickly walked out, found her way, and returned to the Thirteenth Madam's courtyard, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

Back in my room, I didn't dare drink the solution.

She had to wait until Huang Fugui woke up before asking him if this stuff was only good for spirit beasts. She didn't want people to get sick from eating it.

After all, demons are not human, and what they treasure may not always be useful to humans.

She sat down in the room to meditate and regulate her breathing, waiting for the little girl to bring her a lunchbox at noon.

The food inside was all things she had never seen before, and the cooking methods were very simple and crude—either boiled or deep-fried—which was already quite good. At least she wasn't eating raw meat.

However, Jian Ning didn't dare to eat any of these things. While the little girl was leaving, she poured all the food into her spatial storage, then took out a large bowl of beef noodles and quickly ate it.

Before I could even finish two bites, someone outside asked, "Is anyone home? What are you eating that smells so good?"

Jian Ning didn't say a word. She ate the noodles in a few bites, wiped her mouth, and then the door was pushed open.

A boy of about seven or eight years old peeked in.

He was as fat as a sauerkraut jar, and his big head looked like it was sitting directly on his neck. At such a young age, he probably weighed around 160 or 170 pounds.

"Don't you know any manners? You can't just walk into someone else's house without permission." Jian Ning frowned and asked the little boy.

"What is manners? My mother never taught me. This is my home. I can't go there. And who are you?"

What were you secretly eating in the house just now? Hand it over right now, or I'll grab you and feed you to Big Black.

The little boy was talking while his eyes were looking around; he had smelled it outside earlier.

The aroma of food wafting from the room was unlike anything he had ever smelled before. The chefs in the manor simply couldn't replicate such a wonderful fragrance.

Then this person must have smuggled it in from outside. Such delicious food, instead of offering it to him to try first, she dared to steal it herself. She'll be in for a beating later.

"Oh, young master, what brings you to this room?"

"Hurry back, Madam is looking for you." At this moment, an old woman ran in, glanced at Jian Ning, and then pulled the little boy to leave.

Unexpectedly, he kicked his mother aside.

"Get away from me! How dare you touch my body? Are you tired of living? Guards, seize this woman!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than two burly men burst in from outside. Without a word, they rushed straight at Jian Ning.

"Wait a minute, I'm your wife's guest. If you insist on taking action, don't blame me for being ruthless," Jian Ning said loudly, taking a step back.

She still wants to attend the celebration tomorrow, and doesn't want to cause any trouble right now.

"Grab her! Find out what she just ate. I refuse to believe she ate it all in such a short time!"

The little boy pointed at Jian Ning and shouted loudly, his eyes red. He had just searched around, but the fragrance had only lingered a little.

Apart from an empty food box, there was nothing else in the room that was edible. He didn't believe that the person ate so quickly; he must have hidden it somewhere.

"Young Master, please don't be angry. This is a distinguished guest introduced by your uncle. Madam said to treat him well."

Hearing the commotion, the little girl Xiaoyu rushed over. She stood in front of Jian Ning, and although somewhat frightened, she still spoke loudly to the little boy.

"Do you want to die? Big Black, come in here."

As soon as the little boy finished speaking, a wolf howl was heard, and a large, fat, and strong black wolf ran in from outside. It was different from ordinary wolves.

This wolf had wings and a single horn on its head. It was enveloped in black mist; it must be a mutated demon wolf.

Jian Ning glanced at it and simply pulled up a stool and sat down again. Did they think a wolf could come and cause her trouble? How naive of them! With a flick of her wrist, a golden-brown, sizzling roast chicken appeared in her hand.

"Hey, little guy, didn't you want something delicious? I'm not going to give it to you." With that, he broke off a chicken leg with his hand, held it under his nose, and smelled it.

"It smells so good, big wolf, you're lucky!" With that, he flicked his wrist, and the chicken leg flew straight towards the menacing wolf.

The wolf instinctively bit into the chicken leg, then an expression of disbelief appeared in its eyes. What could be so delicious? It was a taste it had never experienced in its wolfish life.

The black aura around its body immediately receded, and its wings drooped. It lay on the ground and began to gnaw at the chicken leg. It was too small; the chicken leg wasn't even enough for two bites.

But it smells so good, how can I bear to swallow it? Looking up at the roast chicken in Jian Ning's hand, drool dripped all over the ground.

The little boy, watching from the side, burst into tears, sat down on the ground with a thud, and cried out, kicking and pawing at the ground.

"I want to eat roast chicken too! Mom, Mom, come quickly and catch the bad guy. I want to eat something delicious too!"

Seeing that the child was crying, Jian Ning didn't intend to make a big fuss.

Although the child was being unreasonable, I had gone a bit too far. After all, I still needed to use the Thirteenth Madam for some business, and if things got too out of hand, it would be difficult to handle.

So he took the roast chicken and walked over, waving it under the little boy's nose.

"Don't cry. If you behave, I'll give you this roast chicken."

Upon hearing this, the little boy immediately stopped crying, his eyes fixed on the roast chicken in Jian Ning's hand.

Suddenly, it pounced, transforming in mid-air into a half-grown, all-black, chubby pig. With a loud squeak, it bit the roast chicken, dragged it away, and ran outside.