The ingredients are simple, and Feng Yin cooks it quickly.
In less than half an hour, five dishes were served.
During this hour,
Mu Yuling's little mouth kept chattering without stopping.
"You are also a cultivator from the Qingyun Sect. Tell me, aren't they right?"
"Hmm...it's their fault..."
This is the third time Ye Feng has apologized on behalf of the Qingyun Sect.
Come to think of it, it was my fault for delaying Feng Yin's time, preventing her from delivering the items on time.
As a result, the meal was delayed.
Although Feng Yin really wanted to go home to see her nephew as soon as possible, she felt guilty for delaying so many people, so she stayed to help.
When all the busy disciples returned, the dishes weren't even ready yet.
They happened to run into Pang Juan.
Most of the cooks were Qingyun cultivators, and Pang Juan quickly learned what had happened.
It's like enemies meeting; their eyes are filled with hatred.
She had initially thought that Feng Yin and Mu Yufeng would become inner disciples after being brought in, and she had been feeling uneasy for a long time.
The result was the same as hers—an outer disciple...
"Bang!"
The table was slammed shut, and Mu Yuling said angrily.
"Our sect leader is something else! He doesn't teach us cultivation techniques when we come in, but instead teaches us how to do business. All he teaches us is the 'Ten Methods of Sales' and value assessment... It's driving me crazy!"
"Yu Ling!"
Feng Yin brought over the bowls and chopsticks, and upon hearing Mu Yuling's words, she quickly spoke up to stop her.
"Don't speak carelessly! Although there's no rule against making unauthorized comments in the sect's regulations... but what if someone overhears you..."
"There are no outsiders here..."
Although Mu Yuling was stubborn, her voice involuntarily dropped a few decibels.
Ye Feng mostly just listened to her in silence, but upon hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Mu Yuling is very easygoing, so asking her to memorize theoretical knowledge by rote is indeed a bit difficult for her.
"But Pang Juan, that wicked girl, is a natural-born academic prodigy! Now she's practically a celebrity in the sect, one of the top three candidates for promotion to the inner sect. Everyone treats her like a treasure. The spineless bunch in the Qingyun Sect only know how to fawn over her!"
It seems this has indeed caused a huge misunderstanding!
The sect is still recruiting and carrying out initial construction; it's not the time to clean up the atmosphere yet.
Once testing begins, everyone will be able to guess the general idea.
At that point, there won't be any need to clean up the atmosphere or anything like that.
However, Ye Feng is now also somewhat curious.
For him, or for loyalty to the power, it must reach the system's recognition.
Is it possible for a pampered young lady like Pang Juan, a hypocritical and petty person, to meet the standard?
Thinking about all that now is useless; helping my aunt solve her problem is the real priority.
One's identity definitely needs to be kept secret.
The sect's supreme patriarch's own aunt!
If their identities are exposed, no matter how they explain themselves, their aunt and cousin will definitely find it difficult to make true friends in the future.
Placing them in either Muxue Baihe's or Yang Dan's group would only leave everyone feeling lost and confused.
So... we need to think of other solutions.
"Ahem... Um, Fellow Daoist Mu, isn't your sister at the Core Foundation Establishment stage? Why don't you just have your sister teach her a lesson!"
"How can that be!"
Mu Yuling raised an eyebrow and glared at Ye Feng.
"I am me, and my sister is my sister. Don't give me any bad advice! Also, you're not allowed to mention my sister's identity! If word gets out, I'll hold you accountable!"
Ye Feng: ....
Seeing Mu Yuling's righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor, Ye Feng realized he had given a terrible idea.
That silly girl, Mu Yufeng, has quite the guts after drinking.
Normally... he really is an easy target.
Seeing Ye Feng remain silent, Feng Yin objected and spoke directly to Mu Yuling.
"Yu Ling, you should watch your words and show some respect to your seniors. Ye Feng is a Foundation Establishment cultivator. If you're so rude, what kind of reputation will you have?"
"You're a Foundation Establishment cultivator?!"
Mu Yuling stared wide-eyed at Ye Feng for a long time, still unable to believe it.
This refined, timid, and ill-advised fellow... is actually a Foundation Establishment cultivator?
"You're at the Foundation Establishment stage? Then show me how you wield a magical artifact?"
Playing with... a magical artifact?
Oh right, I'll leave two small swords with my aunt.
Ye Feng didn't waste any words and directly took out the small sword.
The Thousand Illusions Sword clone is capable of both offense and defense, comparable to a low-level spiritual treasure.
Ye Feng pretended to infuse the small sword with spiritual energy, and under this infusion, it gradually grew until it was the size of a door.
Then he scooped her up and placed her under Mu Yuling's stool, lifted her up and spun her around the room before getting her down.
Feng Yin watched this scene, nodded and smiled.
Mu Yuling was shocked.
Being able to recognize and control a spiritual weapon is something that even those in the late Qi Refining stage can potentially achieve.
But to spin someone around so easily... that must be a Foundation Establishment senior!
Huang Minyi's eyes were filled with envy.
"Cousin, take me for a spin around too!"
"good!"
Ye Feng did as instructed, and seeing that Huang Minyi was still not satisfied, he smiled and said...
"After we finish eating, I'll take you for a flight in the sky!"
"Yay!"
Encouraged by this, Huang Minyi even ate faster.
However, her hands were still a little stiff, and rice grains were scattered everywhere.
Mu Yuling was originally going to eat out, but she didn't eat herself in order to help Feng Yin.
He was invited to my house by the seal, but now he's lost interest in having dinner with me.
She really couldn't understand it.
Those who are righteous and awe-inspiring, single-mindedly devoted to the Dao, tall and mighty... it's good enough if they can even reach the Foundation Establishment stage.
How come this pretty boy is also at the Foundation Establishment stage?
I don't even know how many more years it will take me to reach the Foundation Establishment stage... whether I can even succeed is another matter.
Thinking about this made the food lose its appeal.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up again, and she slapped her chopsticks together.
"You're at the Foundation Establishment stage, and you're letting your aunt get bullied? Why don't you go and teach her a lesson? Why do you need to drag my sister into this!"
"Yu Ling, don't talk nonsense! Ye Feng is from the Qingyun Sect, how can he suppress Penglai disciples!"
"Then go deal with the Qingyun Sect, make them isolate her, and forbid them from speaking to her!"
The more Mu Yuling thought about it, the more she felt it made sense, and two small dimples unconsciously appeared on her face.
It seems I can already see Pang Juan getting his comeuppance...
Ye Feng sighed helplessly; no matter how he talked about it, it all came back to himself.
"Um... well, it's not easy to see my aunt today, how about we have some drinks to celebrate!"
After saying that, Ye Feng took out a flask of wine from his spatial storage.
The wine I drank with Mu Yufeng last time was too strong; this is a different fruit wine.
Smelling the aroma emanating from the wine jug, Feng Yin unconsciously narrowed her eyes.
Actually, she was the one who most wanted to drink.
Before entering Penglai, she had already made the plan to be buried with her daughter.
Now, things have taken a turn for the better, the gloom has dissipated, and I've even encountered my nephew who has advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage.
A bright future awaits.
How could we not celebrate such a joyous occasion with drinks?
However, he was short of money, and the sect's market had not yet been built, so there was nowhere to drink even if he wanted to.
Mu Yuling, standing beside her, was also staring wide-eyed at the wine pot, unconsciously swallowing her saliva.
Ye Feng was truly surprised to learn that these two were actually drinking buddies.
However, this wine has a strong fruity flavor and a fragrant aroma; even Huang Minyi's mouth watered at the smell.
Ye Feng took out cups and poured one for each person.
Even Huang Minyi's glass was half-filled.
"This wine is brewed by me using alchemical herbs. It's fine for my cousin to drink a little; it can even help nourish her body."
"Come, let's drink together and wish for a smooth path to immortality and long life!"
...
"Ye Feng, come on, have a drink with your aunt to celebrate our family reunion!"
"Yu Ling, let's have a drink. Thank you for helping me and Min Yi get into the Penglai Sect..."
"Fellow Daoist Ye... no, Senior Ye, let me toast you. Qingyun and Penglai are one family, and I'll be counting on you to protect me from now on... but don't worry, once I advance to Foundation Establishment, I'll protect you too!"
...
The liquor wasn't very strong and had a sweet taste; even Huang Minyi filled two glasses by the end.
The group was in high spirits, each sharing their thoughts and dreams for the future.
Just then, shouts came from outside the door.
"Feng Yin! I know Mu Yuling is here. Come out now! You broke my hairpin today, so you must compensate me, or I'll take it to the elders!"
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