Ruan Ci is just indebted.
I just got knocked down by gingerbread.
He started spouting venomous and sarcastic remarks again.
Little Jiang couldn't possibly spoil her!
He drew his spirit sword, raised his fist, and knocked the man down again.
Before leaving, Ruan Ci made a threat, saying that she would have her own mother from the Demon Realm lead 100,000 demon cultivators to deal with her.
"How many dishes did you eat to get this drunk?"
Gingerbread scoffed at her harsh words.
You have the Demon Realm's loving mother, but I still have Immortal Jade Peak!
The replacement doorman came over.
Gingerbread rode the white tiger and flew back.
She decided to first visit the Qingxue Immortal Lord in the courtyard at the summit, where, unusually, the other party did not look in the mirror to admire himself.
He was teaching his senior sister how to practice swordsmanship.
"Master, the spaceship is outside in the yard!" Gingerbread yelled from the doorway. "I'm off!"
Immortal Lord Qingxue called out to her, "The Alchemy Conference isn't over yet, why are you back so soon?"
"this....."
Gingerbread paused for a moment, then calmly lied—no, calmly said—"The alchemy competition was too boring; I couldn't learn anything, so I came back."
"Arrogant!" Immortal Lord Qingxue felt she had been too harsh just now, so she softened her expression and earnestly advised, "Little Bing, the alchemy competition has attracted the best of the cultivation world, and there are even ninth and eighth grade alchemists present. How can you say it's boring?"
Gingerbread knew that Immortal Lord Qingxue meant well for her.
She also couldn't tell her master that the person who taught her alchemy was an Emperor-level alchemy master.
He could only nod sincerely and say, "I know I was wrong, Master!"
Seeing that she quickly admitted her mistake, Immortal Lord Qingxue patted Gingerbread on the head and said, "Those who cultivate the Dao must remember to guard against arrogance and extravagance."
"oh……"
"But......"
“Master, you’re always showing off and being vain.” Gingerbread said, and then got a flick on the forehead.
"!" Qingxue Immortal Lord was caught off guard, her face paling as she pushed the person away, "Go back, go back."
And then, while we were at it, we carried her onto the crane's back.
He patted Meilian's butt.
"Go!"
Gingerbread: "Hmph..."
They were just telling the truth, but Master is too sensitive!
I returned to my courtyard halfway up the mountain.
With a "pop" sound.
Old Huang couldn't wait to crawl out of the wishing lantern.
"I'm so suffocated!"
Fen Jue also appeared beside the seat, lit a fire in his palm, and leisurely warmed the tea.
"Song Yuechen, you son of a bitch, you have no conscience, you betrayed your master and ancestors, and you only reached the Void Refining Realm by absorbing my master's cultivation! If it weren't for that, how could I have fallen into your trap so easily? You shameless and treacherous villain still calls me your senior brother, I spit on you!"
Seeing that Old Huang was about to start cursing until the end of time, Jiang Bingbing moved closer to Fen Jue and said, "Pour me a cup of hot tea too!"
"Alright." Fen Jue raised an eyebrow, poured her a cup, and then filled his own teacup.
The two of them held their cups and slowly savored their tea.
Old Huang's spirit lingered in the room.
He circled around while cursing Song Yuechen.
He went on and on about how Song Yuechen had killed him, how stupid Song Yuechen was at alchemy as a child, and how Song Yuechen wet the bed when he was five years old.
Why are you ignoring me?
Old Huang was panting heavily. After cursing for a while, he found that Fen Jue and Jiang Bingbing weren't responding. Feeling wronged, he asked.
"I didn't want to interrupt your train of thought!"
Gingerbread took a sip of tea and shook her head contentedly. "Go ahead and curse, we'll keep the tea plentiful."
A soft laugh escaped from his thin, burning lips.
"Sigh, I'm done cursing. I'd like to have some tea too," Old Huang drifted over. "It's been so long since I've had meat or wine."
He couldn't even remember how many years he had spent at the wishing lantern.
If he hadn't encountered Gingerbread, his soul would have gradually weakened, and he would have slowly lost his memory.
The old man suddenly looked pitiful.
Gingerbread put down her teacup and comforted her, "Soon you'll be able to drink and eat to your heart's content. Once you've reconstructed your physical body, I'll treat you to a Manchu Han Imperial Feast at a restaurant!"
"Waaah~" Old Huang was a spirit and couldn't shed tears, he could only make a sound similar to crying. "When I come back to life, you can take as much of what you want from Qianlai Mountain."
"The boss is so generous!" she said with a smile.
Old Huang was amused by her.
He rallied himself, crawled back into the wishing lantern, and continued writing his novel.
This was the only way he could repay the little girl.
Gingerbread took out the crystal core of the puppet statue from its storage bag. "With these two crystal cores, how long will it take to reach the Golden Core Realm?"
"About six months," Fen Jue replied calmly.
"So long?" Gingerbread suddenly remembered something. "And what about the spirit-gathering array?"
He raised an eyebrow. "You've learned the Spirit Gathering Array?"
"Hehe, not at the moment."
Gingerbread laughed cheerfully, "I saw the Spirit Gathering Array in the array manual before I got the Spirit Bone Grass. I don't think it's too difficult. I can learn it in seven days."
"Really?" A hint of surprise flashed through Fen Jue's mind.
"Absolutely, so with the Spirit Gathering Array and the Crystal Core's blessing, how long will it take to reach the Golden Core Realm?" Ginger Cake asked.
Fenjue held up three fingers.
"Three months," she uttered softly, a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.
She wanted Old Huang to come back to life as soon as possible.
The old man suffered too much at the wishing lantern.
In Fenjue's eyes, Jiangbingbing was unaware of just how extraordinary her talent was.
The world of cultivation.
People with ordinary spiritual roots
It takes decades to advance to the Foundation Establishment stage.
Even those at the Golden Core stage can become elders in small sects.
If Gingerbread works a little harder, it wouldn't be impossible for him to compete with those prodigies for first place.
She even complained that it was too slow.
The long, snowy winter season passed quickly.
In the cultivation world, trees are evergreen, and snowflakes are merely an embellishment.
The monk's robes can keep out the cold, so there is no need to wear thick coats and cloaks.
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