After returning from Japan and making a fortune, Zhang Shaozhong felt that his life had reached a new peak.
The Chaos Golden Core remained as stable as a rock in my dantian, continuously providing immense power, making everything I looked at seem pleasing to the eye.
Life in the courtyard has returned to a certain "normal" rhythm.
However, within this "normal" scene, there was more of the radiance of spirit stones, the fragrance of elixirs, and... an increasingly subtle "competition" between the two ladies.
Early that morning, Zhang Shaozhong woke up refreshed from his meditation. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a... burnt smell.
In the kitchen, Ling Qingxue, wearing an apron, was frowning at a frying pan that was emitting black smoke.
In the pan was a dark, indistinct mass that could barely be identified as the shape of a fried egg.
"Fairy... uh, my wife, what's wrong with you...?"
Zhang Shaozhong's lips twitched.
Ling Qingxue raised her head, a rare hint of embarrassment appearing on her usually cold face, but she quickly regained her composure, calmly dumping the charred ash into the trash can, her tone as usual: "The heat was slightly off. It's alright, we can redo it."
Looking at her feigned composure, Zhang Shaozhong felt both amused and touched.
He knew that the fairy was trying to be a "virtuous wife." Although she was a master at alchemy and array formation, she was clearly still a greenhorn in the kitchen.
"Let me do it!"
He smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and took the spatula. "Leave this kind of rough work to your husband!"
He skillfully heated the pan, poured in the oil, and cracked the eggs, his movements fluid and effortless.
Soon, several golden and tempting fried eggs were taken out of the pan, emitting a wonderful aroma.
Ling Qingxue stood aside, quietly watching his busy figure, a hint of tenderness flashing in her icy blue eyes.
She quietly picked up a book next to her titled "One Hundred Home-Style Dishes for Beginners" and silently wrote down a few key points.
At this moment, Ye Meier also rubbed her sleepy eyes and staggered out of the room. Smelling the aroma, she immediately moved closer to Zhang Shaozhong like a cat smelling fish, hugging his waist from behind and resting her chin on his shoulder: "Husband~ It smells so good! I want to eat the heart-shaped one!"
"Okay, okay, I'll fry heart-shaped ones for you."
Zhang Shaozhong responded indulgently, his hands never stopping.
Watching Ye Meier's intimate actions, Ling Qingxue silently closed the recipe in her hand, walked to the dining table, and began to quietly set out the bowls and chopsticks with elegant and meticulous movements.
The atmosphere at the breakfast table remained "harmonious."
While eating the heart-shaped egg that Zhang Shaozhong had specially fried for her, Ye Meier glanced smugly at Ling Qingxue: "You're such a hypocrite. Look how much my husband dotes on me! He can even fry heart-shaped eggs! Can you?"
Ling Qingxue sipped her congee, not even lifting her eyelids at the words. She simply used serving chopsticks to place a piece of pickled cucumber, which she had just secretly made and which looked reasonably good, on Zhang Shaozhong's plate. She said indifferently, "My husband's cultivation is arduous, so he needs to eat lightly. This is an appetizer."
Looking at the suddenly added pickled cucumbers in his bowl, and then at the fried egg that Ye Meier was offering to his mouth, Zhang Shaozhong felt that his breakfast was... a bit stressful again.
"Cough cough, they're all delicious, they're all delicious!"
He quickly tried to appease both sides, thinking to himself: This kind of blessing of having two wives is not something an ordinary person can enjoy!
After finishing breakfast, Zhang Shaozhong prepared to begin his cultivation for the day.
His current focus is on familiarizing himself with the power of the Chaos Golden Core and developing more ways to utilize the Chaos Qi.
He arrived at the center of the courtyard, and with a thought, the chaotic energy burst forth from his body. It was no longer the violent gray current of before, but had become more condensed and under his control.
He tried to condense it into various forms—shields, spears, and even simulated flying swords.
"My husband's control over the chaotic energy has improved considerably."
Ling Qingxue appeared beside him at some point and offered guidance, "However, the Way of Chaos emphasizes 'change' and 'inclusiveness,' so don't be bound by forms. You can try to integrate it into ordinary spells."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Shaozhong seemed to be deep in thought.
He raised his hand and cast a basic fireball spell, but this time, he tried to incorporate a trace of chaotic energy into it.
puff!
The originally orange-red fireball instantly turned into an eerie grayish-white, with fine gray electric sparks flowing across its surface!
Although its size remained the same, the aura it emitted caused Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier to glance at it slightly.
"That's interesting!"
Zhang Shaozhong's eyes lit up. He could sense that the destructive power contained in this gray fireball far exceeded that of an ordinary fireball!
Ye Meier also came over, looking at the gray fireball with great interest: "Oh? Husband, has your fireball mutated? Come on, throw it at me and see how powerful it is!"
She looked eager to try.
Zhang Shaozhong rolled his eyes at her, annoyed: "Go away! If I break you, where am I going to find such a beautiful wife?"
Night Enchantress was delighted by his words and giggled.
Ling Qingxue watched the two playfully bickering, gently shaking her head, but a hint of a smile remained in her eyes.
She walked to the eye of the Spirit Gathering Array and began her daily practice, consolidating her peak Golden Core cultivation in preparation for restoring her Nascent Soul state.
The Thor statue that was moved back had its ferocious aura faded considerably after several days of cleansing with her divine power. Instead, it now exuded a righteous and peaceful spiritual energy, nourishing the formation.
Night Enchantress wasn't idle either. She ran to a corner of the courtyard and started fiddling with her newly acquired "toys"—mainly various sinister materials and the jewelry she had stolen.
One moment she was tempering a piece of blood-fiend stone with demonic fire, and the next she was inlaying several large gems into the hilt of her demonic blade, creating a chaotic scene where precious light and demonic energy flew together.
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