With a quick glance around, Xiao Ming stomped his foot angrily: "Xiao Li, that fish-headed man is absolutely despicable!"
"Oh? What happened to him?"
Xiao Ming mastered the rhetorical device of exaggeration without a teacher.
He described his journey with Erxu and the other man to the dark street as extremely dangerous;
It tells how he cleverly hid in the shadows to eavesdrop on intelligence;
Then there's how they braved the filth and stench to chase the fish-headed man into the sewers.
Xin Sui watched Xiao Ming's performance with amusement and roughly understood what had happened.
"So he still ran away in the end?"
Xiao Ming paused, glanced cautiously at her expression, and nervously checked his fingers: "Mmm."
Xin Sui couldn't see his pitiful appearance at all.
You should know that when I first met Xiaoming, he was a fearless little devil.
She rubbed his head. "It's okay, let him go. He's so unhygienic, I'm not interested in him anymore."
The anxiety on Xiaoming's face vanished instantly, replaced by a radiant smile.
"Xiao Li, let's hurry back, we haven't had dinner yet."
Xin Sui started the car and flew towards the White Pagoda, asking as he did so, "What do you want to eat?"
Xiao Ming rattled off the names of the dishes: "Garlic ribs, braised snails, crispy pork with scallions, braised lamb with shrimp paste, chicken soup with sea clams, and spicy catfish..."
He learned all of these recipes from Xiao Li's cookbook and then secretly wrote them down.
Xiao Li had promised to cook 35 meals for him.
He had it all planned out.
We'll eat these dishes today, and those dishes tomorrow...
I'll try to eat every dish on Xiaoli's recipes!
Xin Sui regretted it; she shouldn't have asked this little tyrant.
Making her cook so many dishes so late at night, wouldn't that exhaust her?
"Just two dishes, no more than that."
Xiao Ming pouted, "Okay then."
After dinner, Xin Sui lay in the bathtub, blowing bubbles.
Today was a tiring but fulfilling day.
It's finally over.
However, just then, a clattering sound came from outside.
No need to ask, it must be Xiaoming and Jenny fighting again.
Meanwhile, the leopard was either watching the spectacle or trying to provoke the scaffold, howling loudly.
In short, it was very lively.
Xin Sui pressed his throbbing temples and yelled outside, "Anyone who fights again isn't allowed to sleep with me tonight!"
Instantly, the outside became quiet.
Xin Sui let out a long sigh of relief, thinking about how he had been living these days.
Before lying down, Xin Sui shook the blanket and looked at Xiao Ming, who was already lying obediently on the pillow, "Are you really not going back to Xuan Tu?"
Since Xuan Tu wasn't around, Xiao Ming slept at her place.
Now that Xuan Tu has returned, he's still sleeping here with her, so isn't Xuan Tu left alone in an empty room?
Xiao Ming showed no awareness of abandoning Xuan Tu and firmly shook his head: "I'm not going back. I want to sleep with Xiao Li."
Xin Sui: "Okay, this is what you insisted on, it's not that I deliberately didn't let you go."
"If Xuan Tu blames me then, you must speak up for me."
Xiao Ming waved his little hand and assured her with great manly spirit, "Don't worry, Xiao Li, I will protect you! With me here, no one can hurt you."
Xin Sui chuckled, leaned down and kissed him on the forehead, "Goodnight."
He lay down in bed, pulled the leopard into his arms, closed his eyes, and began... cultivation.
She accidentally discovered that she could absorb profound energy for cultivation while lying down, so she stopped sitting cross-legged from then on.
And I felt that I had been a bit silly before.
She was also influenced by TV dramas and thought that cultivating superpowers in the apocalypse was like cultivating immortality, requiring one to sit cross-legged with the five palms facing upwards.
That's not actually the case at all.
Whether lying down, sitting, prone, or even standing, as long as you can calm your mind, no posture will affect your cultivation.
After all, cultivating supernatural abilities is essentially about taking the mystical energy in the air into the body, sending it into the spiritual seed, and transforming it into one's own.
The only thing that affects cultivation is the concentration of Xuan energy in the air.
And what does the concentration of Xuan energy have to do with the posture you adopt when cultivating?
However, to be fair, sitting cross-legged does make it easier to enter a meditative state.
After all, it's easy to fall asleep while lying down or prone, and it's difficult to maintain a standing posture for a long time, making it hard to enter a meditative state.
However, Xin Sui is not worried about this, because she has a system in her mind.
It can remind her at any time.
With the training hall as a comparison, Xin Sui discovered that the concentration of Xuan energy in the tower was exceptionally high!
She even suspected that Xuantu had built the White Pagoda on a crystal mine.
With such favorable conditions, she naturally had to seize the time to cultivate.
And she has died a total of 7 times!
That means her lifespan has been reduced by 70 years.
According to data from the World Family Alliance, the natural lifespan of ability users in the Lesser Star Realm is between 100 and 150 years.
If her natural lifespan is only 100 years, then she only has 10 years left.
If she can't break through to the Middle Star Realm soon and increase her lifespan limit, she might really die next time she dies!
*
In the small courtyard.
Xuan Tu was cutting a piece of lake-green fabric.
The fabric shimmered with a soft, pearly sheen in his hands, and was as smooth and silky as lake water.
One can imagine how stunning a dress made from this fabric would look when worn.
He was only halfway through cutting when Xuan Tu suddenly threw the scissors onto the table.
A hint of irritation lingered between his brows.
Although she wasn't in the same space as Xin Sui, her scent was still transmitted to Leopard's nose through his sense of smell.
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