The maid led the way.
They escorted the three gingerbreads to the guest room in the backyard.
The three rooms are next to each other, with gingerbread's room in the middle, making it convenient for them to protect and care for it.
It's getting late.
"Junior Sister, you should go back to your room and rest." Liu Zheng put the ginger cake at the door, then turned to Wen Yuzhao, "Junior Brother, please take good care of Junior Sister. I'm going to Xiaoliang Mountain."
Wen Yuzhao asked worriedly, "Senior Sister, are you sure you'll be alright going by yourself?"
"Don't worry." Liu Zheng patted Wen Yuzhao on the back. "Now that I'm half a step into the Nascent Soul stage, even if the city lord of Yunqi City personally goes to fight, I'm confident of victory."
Senior sister has actually reached the half-step Nascent Soul Realm?
"Congratulations, Senior Sister!" Wen Yuzhao was overjoyed, and Jiang Bingbing next to her was also pleasantly surprised.
Don't be fooled by the fact that Senior Sister hasn't fully entered the Nascent Soul Realm yet. Even so, the difference between the Great Perfection of the Golden Core Realm and the Half-Step Nascent Soul Realm is as vast as the Mariana Trench.
Killing a Golden Core cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage is a piece of cake for a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator; it's a piece of cake.
Burning Away in the sea of consciousness revealed a mysterious smile.
"Are you envious? If you start cultivating now, you can become even more powerful than your senior sister."
“.....“
What's wrong with this guy?
He kept urging her to cultivate.
He's even more eager to push us to study than the head of the teaching department!
"Thank you, but I'm not envious. My senior sister is so amazing, so I don't need to work hard at all!"
Burning Away: "..."
This little liar has a really clever angle; she's definitely the ultimate lazy bum.
Liu Zheng took the gingerbread back to the room and left.
The maid soon brought out dinner, five dishes, all of which were large chunks of meat.
Moreover, every dish was covered with oil droplets.
Even someone like Gingerbread, who loves meat, found it too greasy and had to turn her head away to suppress the churning discomfort in her stomach.
“Knock knock knock—”
Someone knocks on the door.
"Who is it?" Gingerbread asked as it walked toward the door.
Wen Yuzhao: "Junior Sister is me."
She pulled the guest room door open from the inside, "Senior brother, waah, the food is so greasy..."
She pouted pitifully.
My stomach is growling!
"I came here to talk to you about this. Don't eat this food yet. I'll go to the kitchen and make two bowls of chicken noodle soup." Wen Yuzhao's eyes showed concern.
"That's wonderful, thank you so much, senior brother!"
Gingerbread wanted nothing more than to rush up and hug his virtuous and gentle second senior brother.
However, it's still important to maintain a proper sense of boundaries.
She grabbed her senior's sleeve and shook it to express her gratitude.
After Wen Yu summoned him to the kitchen, Jiang Bingbing went back and looked around the guest room. It was luxuriously decorated and covered with furs.
She removed the fur from the bed and the furniture.
I felt a little more comfortable then.
"This city lord of Yunqi City is really strange." Jiang Bingbing sat cross-legged on the bed, incubating the spirit beast egg while pondering.
"Something's not right?" Fen Jue quickly replied.
"First of all, his city is plagued by demons, so as the city lord of Yunqi City, he should be the one most anxious. We just met in the main hall, and he was still in the mood to eat and drink heartily and flirt with the maids. Later, he wasn't in a hurry when he was talking, which is already very strange."
Fen Jue nodded in agreement. "Anything else?"
"Furthermore, the entire city lord's mansion is excessively luxurious. Everywhere you look in the mansion, there are furs of demonic beasts and spirit beasts. Xiong Lie's chair is even made of lightning sable, which is a spirit beast with considerable intelligence. How could a cultivator harm so many spirit beasts and cruelly skin them to make a cushion?"
"Of course, that's not all!"
"The maid who led the way at the entrance was also acting strangely, and there were also sobbing and crying sounds coming from the back wall of the garden."
"This godforsaken place, nothing feels right."
Gingerbread said irritably, "The one who looks most disgusting is that Xiong Lie."
"Your analysis is good." Fen Jue's tone contained appreciation. "Anyone with spiritual roots can cultivate the Dao."
"Ordinary people are divided into good and bad, and cultivators are naturally divided as well, and there are even those who are neither good nor bad, those in a state of chaos. Whether they are demons or cultivators, good and evil depend on the individual. What Xiong Lie did was not even as good as some demons."
"Hiss—" Gingerbread exclaimed in surprise, "Little Jue, your idea is very advanced, I admire you!"
Burn to ashes: ......
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
No one in the world dares to call him Little Jue.
Even the chief priest of the Heavenly Palace, who commands all officials, addresses him as "Immortal Venerable."
Fenjue was about to teach this little liar a lesson.
As a result, Xianyu Peak's indecisive second disciple pushed open the door and brought in the food.
Burning away silently, she was angry all by herself.
After finishing their meal, Jiang Bingbing and Wen Yuzhao rested separately.
Before going to bed, Gingerbread guessed that the night would not be peaceful.
As expected.
In the latter half of the night, faint sobs and whimpers could be heard coming from outside.
The sound continued for half an hour without stopping.
"call--"
She let out a long sigh and turned over in a daze.
Fen Jue said softly, "It's been more than half an hour, aren't you going out to check?"
Should we go outside and take a look?
Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run.
In various TV dramas and movies, going out at a time like this would be a recipe for disaster, even nine lives wouldn't be enough.
Gingerbread tore off two strips of cloth, crumpled them into balls, and stuffed them into her ears. She then pulled the blanket over her face.
“I can’t hear anything, I’m not going out.”
Not long after.
Gingerbread began to snore steadily.
"......"
The plan to encourage education by burning offerings failed once again.
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