Ignoring the ridicule of the crowd, the old man gritted his teeth and insisted, "As long as you succeed in your cultivation, I'll do anything."
I'd be willing to be your watchdog.
This divine-level technique isn't something you can cultivate just because you have high talent.
It requires both spiritual essence and Dao fortune.
Only absolute kings and geniuses can cultivate.
I simply don't believe you can succeed in cultivating it.
He added, "This cultivation technique... I stole it from my family."
Even I haven't succeeded in cultivating it; I can't even understand it.
Don't underestimate him.
"Right!"
"No rush, I need to reunite with my wife first." As Hongmeng Lord Chiyue spoke, he dragged Xiao Mo'er into the grove.
Old man: ……
Looking completely bewildered, she asked Yuanyuan, "What are they going to do?"
Yuanyuan: ...
He mumbled indistinctly, "Maybe... you'll have to give me a... little sister, or a little brother."
He still remembered that his father had placed two beans in the garden of the Primordial World, but he wondered how they were doing.
It seems his younger siblings will also be there.
Both of them love sports.
Fortunately, his lecherous father was not with his mother when he was born.
Otherwise, it's really annoying.
No wonder the younger brother used to kick the Demon Lord away so often.
Mingmo has been very well-behaved lately, keeping a low profile.
I spend my free time cultivating.
Yuanyuan has almost forgotten about her younger brother.
Xiao Mo'er and Hongmeng Master Chi Yue set up an array in the grove.
The Lord of Hongmeng, Chiyue, couldn't wait to embrace her.
He was incredibly impatient, as if he hadn't seen a woman in ages.
"I want to." Hongmeng Master Chiyue's skin grew increasingly thick.
Xiao Mo'er was helpless.
"Aren't you... afraid people will laugh at you?"
Hongmeng Master Chiyue frowned, looking completely matter-of-fact, "What's so funny?"
Are you making fun of them for not having wives?
Xiao Mo'er: ...
I really can't be bothered with him anymore.
Hongmeng Lord Chiyue hugged her tightly and rolled onto the grass.
The little cub and the firebird had just climbed here when they were kicked away by the Hongmeng Lord, Chiyue.
Firebird: ...
It didn't see anything.
The little one was very curious and wanted to see.
But thinking that Xiao Mo'er would be angry and ignore her, she obediently crawled to find her two older brothers and sisters.
Yao Yao was planting spiritual herbs with a group of cultivators, and the little brat went over to help.
The chubby little hands were very useful, and the firebird was also very sensible in helping out.
"We're not coming back, so there's no point in planting anything," the firebird muttered, its beak wide open.
Yao Yao said, "Mother said that we benefited from the achievements of our predecessors."
As those who came before us, we should also leave something for those who come after us.
They planted for several days and almost finished.
The spiritual plants watered with pond water are exceptionally lush and green.
The little brat surprisingly nodded in agreement.
On the other side, the Primordial Lord Chi Yue felt extremely aggrieved and asked Xiao Mo'er, "Why am I always on the bottom side?"
"Because you are handsome."
"The handsome ones are all on the lower side," Xiao Mo'er said, trying to mislead people.
That's obvious, the top and bottom sides are definitely different.
One person was taken advantage of, and the other benefited.
Of course, it's more satisfying to get a good deal.
The Lord of Hongmeng, Chiyue, was helpless; he couldn't win against his wife.
I do whatever my wife says.
Anyway... I was very happy.
They stayed out for a whole day and night before going back.
The old man glared at each other in anger.
He said to the Lord of Hongmeng, Chiyue, "You are a cultivator, so you should prioritize cultivation above all else."
How could you... abandon the very essence of a cultivator for a woman?
"With your aptitude, you naturally wouldn't understand me," Hongmeng Master Chiyue sneered.
Just then, the alchemist ruined another pill and was scolded by the old man again.
Xiao Mo'er was also worried, rubbing her forehead, "Oh! What should we do with these pills?"
We don't have many left, and you need to continue your cultivation, which also requires elixirs.
“I’ll do it!” said the Lord of Hongmeng, Chiyue.
The old man laughed in anger, put his hands on his hips, and said, "Who do you think you are?"
Refining elixirs is no joke.
You think you're good at cultivation, so you're good at making pills too?
Whom do you look down on?
The Primordial Lord Chi Yue had already received the pill formula and began refining it according to the formula.
Flames flew out from his sea of consciousness, burning intensely.
Soon, the pills he put into the alchemy furnace began to take shape, releasing a fragrant aroma, followed by plump white pills emerging from the furnace.
He smiled at the old man, holding the pill, and said, "Is this difficult?"
Old man: ……
I have no will to live.
Xiao Mo'er was also surprised and asked, "You know how to refine pills?"
The Lord of Hongmeng, Chiyue, stretched out his finger and tapped her forehead, saying, "I have been in the Hongmeng World for billions of years."
I'm so bored if I don't do anything.
Moreover, I have a whole courtyard full of spiritual plants, which I don't need to refine into elixirs.
Am I supposed to make them transform and bother me to death?
Xiao Mo'er: ...
No problem, absolutely no problem.
It's just a pity for those spiritual plants that are about to take human form; they'd be devastated to hear what he said.
Based on the pill formula, the Lord of Hongmeng, Chiyue, also refined many other pills, all of which he did with ease.
Even those of higher rank are fine.
His current cultivation level is just right to improve his alchemy skills.
In two days and two nights, all the spiritual plants were refined.
Old man: ……
Get lost, I'm never playing with this kind of person again.
There is no other way to survive.
Seeing his lifeless expression, the Lord of the Primordial Chaos, Chi Yue, couldn't bear to tease him any longer.
The old man automatically sought peace with the Primordial Lord Chi Yue, "Could you... help me refine some pills?"
"To preserve the soul."
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