Since the two locations are adjacent, with the help of a true immortal, the Five Spirits Sect might not dare to act openly, but it's still possible that they could secretly hinder the development of the Hundred Beasts Garden and make it suffer in silence.
The idea of selling pastries was clearly hers, the mortal head of the garden. The Five Spirits Sect picks on the weak, so it's hard to say whether it was Mao Qiu'er's eccentric personality or Mao Jiren's secret encouragement.
But whatever their intentions are, these pastries have been sitting for several days, and if they don't sell soon, their taste will change.
Don't let it expire and you end up throwing it away because you can't finish eating it.
Zhao Xi couldn't stand seeing food wasted.
"Tomorrow you'll come with me to Qixing Town to set up a stall, and while you're at it, sell all the rice pudding in the kitchen, then I'll make some new ones."
Luo Haiqing hesitated for a moment, a bitter look appearing on his old face. He bowed deeply and said, "Please reconsider, Director. This Mao Qiu'er is unreasonable; we really don't need to bother with her. I sincerely hope that the Hundred Beasts Garden will regain its former glory..."
Zhao Xi tried to turn her head, but a sharp glare shot her over.
How dare this old man say such a thing?
Wasn't that last wave of ruins caused by him smashing it with that lightning bell?
Luo Haiqing felt ashamed, recalling what the Five Spirits Sect had done to him, and couldn't help but grit his teeth: "I joined the Five Spirits Sect when I was cultivating Qi, starting as an outer disciple and rising step by step to become an elder. Who knew they could cripple me at will and kill me whenever they wanted? If it weren't for the headmaster saving me, I would truly be a remnant soul."
He said the same thing before.
“Not only that…” He raised his hand, and a dazzling ball of lightning emerged from his palm, crackling and popping in the yard.
Zhao Xi was surprised and turned to look at the Water God, who had been standing to the side like a wooden figure: "Didn't you say that once a spiritual root is severed, it can't be fully repaired?"
Lin Che nodded, then quietly commented, "Your craftsmanship is indeed excellent. Eighty thousand spirit stones is a bargain."
"..."
Who gave me permission to comment on the craftsmanship?!
Can a chef's skill alone repair this spiritual root?!
Zhao Xi blinked.
The water god's silver-white mask concealed all his expressions; she could only sense from the sarcasm in his tone that he seemed to know something.
She couldn't help but recall what he had mentioned about his past life when they were fighting the great demon during the day.
Who cares? They all say it's from a past life, but none of them are as real as her dream.
"If that's the case, then that's perfect." Zhao Xi coughed lightly and said to Luo Haiqing, "Anyway, the people of the Five Spirits Sect all know what happened to you. Tomorrow, just carry this ball of lightning through the streets and tell them that you've eaten whatever I, Zhao Xi, want to make! The nutritional effects are comparable to a miraculous elixir!"
Luo Haiqing chuckled and said, "I will follow the director's orders."
...
"You have a metal-eating beast now, and this one is mine!"
"She's not a spirit pet; she has spiritual roots just like us!"
"I don't care~ She's my spirit pet! You already have the Iron-Eating Beast, don't try to take Huanhuan from me."
"Her name isn't Huanhuan anymore!"
Little Jia held its head high and howled at the door of Hoshino's room.
Hoshino stuck out her tongue slightly, holding the baby bird and hiding by the door.
The room was protected by a barrier, preventing Xiao Jia from entering. Otherwise, he would have already snatched the baby bird back and raised it himself.
The little bird still recognizes him now, but it might not in a few days.
These past two days, Hoshino has been holding the little bird while eating and sleeping, never leaving it by his side, giving him no chance at all. He even insisted that he already has a spirit pet and can no longer keep this one.
"Then I'll give the Iron-Eating Beast to someone else, and then I won't have a spirit pet anymore. Let's see what excuse you can come up with then!"
Xiao Jia, hugging a huge black and white glutinous rice ball that completely blocked his head, staggered to the door of the room and asked each person in turn.
"Who wants to raise this round, chubby, white rice ball?"
Who would dislike such an adorable spirit pet?
Everyone came out and touched it again and again, and found bamboo shoots for it.
But apart from Shan Shan, they were all powerless to help.
Even if they turned into humans, they wouldn't be as tall as this panda. If this panda rolled over, it might just flatten them.
Finally, Xiao Jia went to Shan Shan's room and enthusiastically promoted how great his spirit pet was.
"You can raise two – a giant panda and a red panda to make a pair! You fly fast, finding bamboo is effortless for you!"
The headmistress said that if you want to keep a spirit pet, you need to use your spare time to climb mountains and find food yourself.
With the Beast Taming Circle, they can first find the bamboo forest and then release their spirit pets.
Xiao Jia didn't find it difficult at all.
"No way! The panda's fur is too nice. I can't resist plucking it off to build my nest!"
"..."
Shanshan told Xiaojia what she had heard from the foot of the mountain: "If you're not going to raise it anymore, you might as well give it back to Mao Qiu'er."
Selling pastries allows you to buy meteorites, and buying meteorites allows you to repair the breathing room.
Xiao Jia's demon core has begun to take shape, but it has been stuck in this state for a long time. If it had a breathing chamber, it might soon be able to get rid of its tail and scales and have a perfect human form.
If we return the Iron-Eating Beast to Mao Qiu'er, wouldn't that kill two birds with one stone?
But how is he going to find Mao Qiu'er?
...
"Holy crap, that's way too high! If you fall, you'll be turned into mincemeat! Are you still injured and can't control yourself?"
Zhao Xi wanted to scream in mid-air, but she clung tightly to Old Man Luo.
Old Luo's sword was about to hit the mountaintop when it suddenly swerved with the airflow, narrowly missing the sharp rocks: "That's how all weapon control works!"
Zhao Xi thought, "The teacher is really amazing!"
Luo Haiqing: "How dare we, mere celestial beings of the lower realm, compare ourselves to true immortals of the upper realm!"
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