Pei Ji lured the zombies toward him, inflicting heavy damage if necessary, while Xue Huan subdued the zombies with talismans, painted small portraits of them, and then burned them.
Zong Quan was responsible for collecting spirit stones and ashes, and sticking small images of zombies on the urns to distinguish them. After leaving the secret realm, he would hand over the urns to the five major families and ask them to take their respective members back.
This action can, firstly, eliminate the zombies and avoid more casualties; secondly, allow them to return to their hometowns and be buried in peace; and thirdly, obtain the spirit stones in their bodies.
Although Xue Huan was kind-hearted, her kindness was limited. If there were no spirit stones as a reward, she would simply kill these zombies. Why would she take the trouble to draw small portraits for each of them?
However, since we have taken the spirit stones from their bodies, taking their ashes out can be considered a form of reward.
The sky was getting bright, the fog had cleared, and the zombies were nowhere to be seen.
After working all night, the three of them were a little tired.
So Xue Huan didn't make anything too complicated for breakfast, just a simple meal of dumplings. The dumplings were pre-wrapped and placed in the "freezer." Sticking a freezer symbol on the cabinet made it work as a freezer. The food inside would stay fresh for at least three to five days. Store it in a storage bag and take it out whenever you wanted.
She cooked three large plates of dumplings with different flavors: pork and green onion filling, three fresh filling, and lamb filling. The hot dumplings were crowded together on the plate, each one plump and looking very appetizing.
Two small plates were placed in front of each person, one for vinegar and one for hot sauce.
"Okay, let's eat." Xue Huan picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dish with three fresh fillings, dipped one end in hot sauce and the other end in vinegar, put it in her mouth and took a careful bite. It tasted delicious.
Because of their cooperation last night, Zong Quan was able to have a seat at the dinner table. When he saw her start eating, he immediately picked up the chopsticks, and without caring what flavor it was, he picked up one, rolled it around in the vinegar dish, and stuffed the whole thing into his mouth.
It was so hot that I gasped for air, but I couldn’t bear to spit it out because it was so, so delicious!
These are definitely the best dumplings he has ever eaten in his life, no doubt about it!
Zong Quan ate one at a time, and he didn't slow down until he ate more than ten.
Across from him, Pei Ji ate with much more grace and ease. Of course, that only looked so; in reality, his movements were not slow at all. These were dumplings made by Huan Huan herself, so how could he fall behind? He would be at a loss if he missed even one!
The two of them were competing as the three plates of dumplings dwindled at a visible speed. Xue Huan ordered three more plates, but when they were served, the first three plates had already been eaten.
Seeing three more plates coming, Zong Quan couldn't wait to swallow the dumplings in his mouth and reached out to take them. "Miss Mo, you've worked so hard. The dumplings you made are so delicious! I couldn't resist and ate so many of them."
I feel a little embarrassed when I say the last sentence.
He tasted it and realized that these dumplings were spiritual food. Eating them not only filled his stomach but also replenished his spiritual power. The dumplings he had eaten before had turned into spiritual energy and accumulated in his dantian. He only needed to meditate and refine it before it could be transformed into his own spiritual power.
This way of increasing spiritual power just by eating is so blissful!
Not to mention that this spiritual food itself is so delicious!
At this moment, Zong Quan wanted to worship "Mo Xuefei" as his aunt! He felt more and more that his decision to follow her was the right one.
Xue Huan was not stingy with the food. After all, Zong Quan's performance last night was pretty good and he barely earned her approval. She already regarded him as a companion and she would not be stingy when sharing food with her companions.
Of course, if it was someone she disliked, she wouldn't be willing to give even a grain of rice to them.
Being generous or stingy depends on the person.
"Even if it tastes good, you can't eat too much. Otherwise, if you accumulate too much spiritual energy in your body at once and don't have time to refine it, you might burst."
Xue Huan reminded him.
Zong Quan naturally knew this truth. In fact, he already had a bloated feeling now. This was the first time he had felt the sensation of being burst by spiritual power. The spiritual energy in the outside world was thin, and he could not achieve this effect even if he meditated for several days and nights. He had no chance to experience this sweet happiness.
Now he understood, but his mouth and stomach were not yet full, so he could continue to fight! Unfortunately, if he ate any more, he would probably explode.
Zong Quan tried hard to stuff two more dumplings into his stomach, but his face suddenly changed. He covered his stomach and hurried to the side to meditate and refine his energy.
Xue Huan shook her head and laughed, then ate the remaining dumplings with Pei Ji.
The width of her meridians and the capacity of her dantian are far beyond what Zong Quan can compare to. Moreover, she is used to eating spiritual food, so this little amount is far from enough to burst her.
As for Pei Ji, he looked fine too.
Xue Huan suddenly became very curious about what kind of martial arts he was practicing. Logically speaking, he had never been exposed to the world of immortal cultivation before, at least that was the case before he met her. He should be practicing martial arts in the secular world, cultivating internal strength, which was a completely different system from the spiritual power cultivated by cultivators.
Generally speaking, in the early stages, warriors are better at fighting than monks. Monks are like mages. Their bodies have not been tempered much in the early stages, and they are not strong enough and are relatively fragile. They cannot compare to warriors who focus on tempering their bodies, and their spiritual power is extremely limited, so they can't even cast a few small spells.
If the two were to fight, the warrior would have a much greater chance of winning than the cultivator.
However, if it reaches the middle and late stages, the power of the cultivator should be able to increase significantly, and one big move will be enough to make the warrior suffer.
The further you go, the greater the potential of the cultivators, while the upper limit of the warriors' strength is far inferior to that of the cultivators.
After all, this is a low-level martial arts world. Warriors don’t have those fancy fighting skills. All they can train is their own bodies and the weapons in their hands. The ceiling is there. No matter how hard they try to break through, they can’t reach the point of breaking the void. They can’t even fly in the air. Picking flowers and leaves is their limit.
However, Pei Ji's fighting power far exceeds the ceiling limit. When fighting with others, he feels like a dimensionality reduction attack.
Like the time before in Baiji River, he killed the spiral turtle with one sword. Before that, he also killed the monk assassins who tried to assassinate him with his own strength.
His fighting power is probably not much inferior to that of a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining.
Among all the people she had met so far, the only ones with higher fighting power than him were the ancestors of the five great families.
But they have all lived for hundreds or even thousands of years. She guessed there are two reasons why their strength is so high. One is that they have lived long enough. Even if their realm cannot be improved, the spiritual power in their dantian has definitely reached a terrifying level.
The strength of his spiritual consciousness is far beyond that of ordinary people.
This is probably the case with Senior Sun Wushang, who took the Samsara Fruit.
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