Chapter 30 Canvas
If it were an ordinary baby, after taking the first bite of the sweet soup, it would be harmed by the spiritual energy inside. In mild cases, it would cause bleeding from all seven orifices, and in severe cases, it would die on the spot.
This is because the baby's body has not been cleansed by spiritual energy, so any spiritual power that exceeds what the body can withstand will cause damage to it.
Not to mention infants, the same is true for adult cultivators. If someone is at the Qi training stage but rashly consumes something with a spiritual power concentration of foundation building or above, the consequences will be the same.
But looking at Mo Jiuwei's current reaction, doesn't she look hurt at all?
"Is it because I ate too little?"
"Could it be that there isn't enough spiritual energy in the Seven Treasures Brewing Soup?"
"Maybe it's because babies have small mouths and eat less, so it's hard to tell for a while?"
The onlookers gradually reacted and made guesses.
Ji Qingqing couldn't help but roll her eyes——
Is it difficult to acknowledge the excellence of others?
It's quite difficult.
The facts are obvious, but most people are still guessing and are unwilling to admit that it is because Junior Sister Jiuwei is so powerful that she can absorb all this spiritual power without any harm.
If they knew that Junior Sister Jiuwei was not only fine after eating the Seven Treasures Soup, but she had also drunk the precious Yuling Water, who knows how they would react!
The restaurant manager, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one had any problems in the restaurant. He then looked at Mo Jiuwei with some curiosity, "This child is really strange. She seems to be different from other babies of ordinary size. Is it because of her special physique?"
Chen Lan was too lazy to pay attention to those who provoked her, but she was still willing to answer those who spoke nicely.
"She does have a special physique. To be more precise, she has an amazing talent." Chen Lan said this with an inexplicable sense of pride, "So no matter what happens to her, it's normal."
Some people couldn't stand listening to this.
"Oh, she's just eating soup. If you don't know her, you would think she can fly with a sword!"
"That's right, don't be so sure. How old is she now? Who knows what will happen in the future."
"From what she said, she really wants to let this little kid compete with Gao Xiantong! I don't know where she got the confidence from."
Ji Qingqing slammed the sword on the table. "Are you done yet? If anyone is not convinced, feed this soup with their own baby. If you can't do it, don't take advantage of this!"
Du Yue looked at the steward with a half-smile, "Steward, the soup you made is very much to my sister's liking, but the dining environment... is really hard to come back a second time."
The manager looked apologetic and acted as a peacemaker, and now no one found fault with him anymore.
Someone did ask about their sect: "What is the name of your sect? To be able to accept a child with such talent as a disciple, I think it must be extraordinary."
[Tell them quickly, spread the word, maybe some disciples will voluntarily join our Xianlai Sect! ]
Mo Jiuwei was very busy. While swallowing the soup happily, she did not forget to worry about the things around her.
The soup is cooked very well and melts in your mouth. The warm energy slides down your esophagus, which is very comfortable.
"We are disciples of the Xianlai Sect in Ziye City. If anyone is interested in our sect, you are welcome to come and become our disciple." Chen Lan said with a smile.
"Xianlai Sect? How come I haven't heard of it?"
"I seem to have heard of the Xianlai Sect in Ziye City... but I can't remember it."
“Hiss, could it be the Xianlai Sect that I remember being completely wiped out? Didn’t they say that their sect was almost gone?!”
Chen Lan hurriedly explained, "That's all misunderstanding! You see, we can even snatch up a genius baby with such qualifications, which shows that we have great potential! Don't trust what people say outside."
Everyone was skeptical, but no one said anything else.
Mo Jiuwei finished the small bowl of soup by herself, her belly became round, and then she fell into a deep sleep.
She needed some time to digest the spiritual energy, just like when she took the Yuling Water. Only when the spiritual energy was refined could it truly stay in the body.
After eating, they left the restaurant and prepared to return to Xianlai Sect.
The people in the restaurant had been secretly observing their movements. After confirming that Mo Jiuwei had finished the bowl of soup and was unharmed, they began to chat among themselves.
"It's actually okay!"
"It's really amazing. This child will be extraordinary in the future."
"Xianlai Sect... Go check the situation of this sect quickly. Our Fang'er will have to choose a sect next year, so why not try the Xianlai Sect then?"
“If this child is really comparable to a high-level immortal child, then the Xianlai Sect will probably become famous across the continent!”
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Xianlai Sect, the meeting hall.
Du Yue put the painting she got from Meng Zhu on the table. At this time, a group of people gathered around the table and were carefully examining the painting.
Mo Jiuwei was not here. She was still digesting the spiritual energy in the soup and was still sleeping in the room.
"Did Jiuwei really say that this painting is a good thing?" Liu Feng asked them.
"Yes, judging from her tone, it must be a very precious thing, otherwise my junior sister would not take it seriously." Du Yue said.
Is that soup expensive today? But after learning the price, the junior sister was not shocked or upset, but drank it calmly.
But when I saw this painting, I was obviously very excited, which means it must be a good thing, a very good thing!
"It looks nothing special from the outside. If Jiuwei likes it, it can only mean... there is something else inside it." Liu Feng rubbed his hand on it for a while, his tone firm.
"Is there something else going on? Is this canvas special? Or is there some message in the painting?"
"Could it be a painting by some famous artist?"
"Is this a magical weapon?"
Everyone was making wild guesses.
Liu Feng thought of something, and he gathered spiritual energy at his fingertips, and then a ray of light flew towards the canvas.
“Buzz——”
A muffled sound was heard, and then the canvas seemed to wake up from a deep sleep. It trembled, and the painting on it began to disappear.
"What is this--" Hu Jiu opened his eyes wide in shock, watching the changes in disbelief.
The canvas is still the same canvas, but the beautiful painting on it was "scattered" by it and disappeared silently in the air.
And the cloth just lay quietly on the table without changing.
Liu Feng's eyes moved, and he forced a drop of blood from his fingertips and dripped it onto the blank scroll.
That drop of blood spread out very lightly, and at the same time, the canvas began to change from thin to thick, and from thick to high.
It changed from a thin piece of cloth to a long, large box, and then to a large wooden box that looked like a coffin.
And that’s not all.
When the thickness is sufficient, its shape and color begin to change, becoming more and more golden and more and more delicate.
Eventually, the canvas was transformed into a light golden miniature luxury mansion.
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