It wasn't until Qi Zhiheng lit a fire and prepared meat and vegetables that people understood his intentions.
Qi Zhiheng began preparing food right under everyone's watchful eyes.
Tong Zixing found it unbelievable: "What is Master Qi doing? Is he really cooking?"
Yan Yun was somewhat at a loss for words: "If we're not cooking, what else could we be doing?"
"But, but..." Tong Qiaoxia stammered, "Isn't he a Mahayana cultivator? Could he be a Mahayana spirit chef?"
"But isn't he familiar with alchemists?" Yan Yun thought to himself. If he weren't an alchemist, how could he possibly have so many top-grade pills?
Tong Qiaoxia deeply agreed. After taking Qi Zhiheng's pills, her cultivation had improved significantly, and there was no accumulation of pill toxins. The effect couldn't be better.
Regardless of what the two of them were thinking, Qi Zhiheng had already cooked the dishes one by one.
Yang Yitian set up a large table in the house, and dishes were brought in one after another.
This caused great distress to the surrounding cultivators, as the aroma kept wafting into their nostrils. There wasn't a single chef present, and even if they wanted to prepare something, nothing smelled quite like this!
At the same time, everyone's opinion of Qi Zhiheng improved. A spiritual chef at the Mahayana stage is a rare find.
Even in such an atmosphere, Tong Zixing arrived.
He saw his two disciples, went up to them, and patted the two girls on the shoulder: "What are you looking around for?"
The aroma of food still wafted in the air, and Tong Zixing could smell it too. Although he found it a little strange that there was a smell of food here, he had come here with a purpose.
Perhaps due to the light attribute of the pill Qi Zhiheng gave him last time, the inner demons that frequently appeared during his cultivation have become much less frequent after he took it. In particular, after taking the pill given by Qi Zhiheng, he was not troubled by inner demons for several days in a row. This time, he came to buy the kind of pill that can suppress inner demons directly from Qi Zhiheng.
"Master, why have you come again?" Tong Qiaoxia knew that her master had only just returned home, and she had already come over again.
Tong Zixing said, "I've come to Master Qi Dan. I have some things I'd like to discuss with him. Do you know where he is?"
Tong Qiaoxia pointed to their house and said, "They should be in that house."
Tong Zixing also smelled the source of the fragrance and walked over with some curiosity, leaving only the words, "Then I'll go take a look."
Qi Zhiheng and the others were eating and drinking. Qi Zhiheng even took out some of his brewed spirit wine. With the time difference in the space, brewing some fine wine that could be aged for a long time was not a problem.
The knocking happened at that moment.
Qi Zhiheng had already sensed who was outside the door and stood up: "You all eat first, we have a guest."
Qi Zhiheng opened the door and led Tong Zixing, who was standing at the door, in: "Fellow Daoist Tong, may I ask what brings you here today?" He guessed that Tong Zixing must have come for the pill that could suppress inner demons, but he did not say it explicitly.
"Please forgive my unauthorized visit, Master Qi. I've already tested the effects of the pills and am quite impatient," Tong Zixing said, his gaze still fixed on the table laden with delicious food. The pills were only one thing; there was another matter—the food itself! He had smelled the aroma outside long ago. Having been taking fasting pills, he hadn't eaten for a long time. This sudden realization was like a revelation; he too felt a urge to eat.
Qi Zhiheng led the person to a seat: "I'm having a family dinner with my family. If Fellow Daoist Tong doesn't mind, please sit down and eat with us. We can discuss the pills while we eat."
"Then I'll accept it without being impolite." Tong Zixing felt satisfied. Qi Zhiheng added a chair and some bowls and chopsticks, and invited Tong Zixing to sit down.
After sitting down, Tong Zixing couldn't wait to drink a glass of fruit wine.
The fruit wine had been stored in Qi Zhiheng's spatial storage for a long time, and its mellow aroma made Tong Zixing feel that the trip had been worthwhile. Although Tong Zixing appeared to be a handsome and dignified man with a righteous and upright demeanor, he actually had a little-known hobby: a love for wine.
He drinks without getting completely drunk or overindulging, making him one of the more self-controlled types. He is very good at self-control, which is one of the reasons why he hasn't lost himself amidst the entanglements of his inner demons.
Qi Zhiheng asked, "Fellow Daoist Tong, have you taken the Calamity-Removing Pill? How do you feel?" The Calamity-Removing Pill was the very pill that Qi Zhiheng had Tong Qiaoxia give to Tong Zixing.
Tong Zixing's expression became more serious: "To be honest, Master Qi, I did take the Calamity Removal Pill. The effect of this pill is the best I have ever taken."
Qi Zhiheng had anticipated this, and said with a faint smile, "The effect of the Calamity-Removing Pill is good, but it only treats the symptoms, not the root cause. Fellow Daoist Tong, have you considered eradicating it completely?"
Tong Zixing gave a wry smile: "I understand the principle of treating the symptoms but not the root cause, but how easy is it to cure it completely? It's not that I don't want to, but I really don't dare to even dream about it."
Qi Zhiheng raised his wine glass to toast Tong Zixing, and the two clinked glasses and drank. Qi Zhiheng said, "What if I told you I had a 70% chance of curing it completely?"
Tong Zixing suddenly raised her head: "Is what Master Qi said true?"
"I dare not speak presumptuously." Qi Zhiheng refilled his wine glass. "However, I still need Fellow Daoist Tong's cooperation in examining it."
Qi Zhiheng had some guesses when he met Tong Zixing, and these guesses were related to demonic energy. He suspected that the demonic energy he encountered in the Southern Continent might also exist in Tong Zixing, only with a stronger effect.
To truly expel the demonic energy, Buddhist methods are needed. This doesn't mean Qi Zhiheng needs to do it himself; it's just that Tong Zixing always thought her demons were merely inner demons, so she naturally wouldn't think of seeking Buddhist methods to expel the demonic energy from her body, which is why the demonic energy has lingered there for so long.
Tong Zixing didn't object to just getting a physical check-up, but he didn't really have much hope of eradicating the disease. However, as long as Qi Zhiheng could sell him pills, he didn't care whether he got a check-up or not.
So Tong Zixing said, "Then I'll trouble Master Qi to take a look."
"Let's eat first, then we'll talk," Qi Zhiheng said, before raising another glass.
Tong Qiaoxia and Yan Yun waited outside for their master to come out, and they waited for half an hour.
Tong Qiaoxia hid behind a tree and peeked out halfway, saying, "Why hasn't Master come out yet? Buying a pill is just a matter of money and goods being exchanged, isn't it?" Logically speaking, once the price is agreed upon, the transaction should be quick and shouldn't take more than a quarter of an hour. It's been half an hour already, and Qi Zhiheng only took an hour to prepare a table full of food.
Yan Yun speculated, "Could they have been detained by Qi Zhiheng and his Daoist partner? Is there some unspeakable secret between them?!"
Tong Qiaoxia glanced at her senior sister and said, "No way... Master is so powerful, I feel that Qi Danshi is no match for him."
"Oh dear, that's hard to say. Maybe they've set some kind of trap in the house. Otherwise, why haven't we received a response to our messages to Master?" Yan Yun said solemnly.
Tong Qiaoxia also became a little nervous: "What should we do? Should we go in and take a look?"
Yan Yun sighed and said, "Our master went in and there's been no news of him. If the two of us go in, wouldn't that be just throwing our lives away?"
Two people were worried outside the door, while Tong Zixing was inside the house, savoring her food and wine.
More than an hour later, after they had eaten and drunk their fill, Qi Zhiheng took Tong Zixing to a room and, once it was quiet, began to examine her body.
After circulating his soul power, Qi Zhiheng withdrew it. As he had expected, the demonic energy was hidden very deeply. It was only because Qi Zhiheng had a dark spiritual root that he was able to detect the demonic energy.
"Master Qi, is there any hope for me in this condition?" Tong Zixing withdrew her wrist.
Qi Zhiheng said, "I'll say it again, I'm 70% confident that I can get rid of the inner demons."
Tong Zixing was overjoyed, but also somewhat doubtful. Could his inner demon truly be eradicated? This inner demon had followed him since his Nascent Soul stage, and he had almost succumbed to it during his breakthrough. Having been with him for so many years, the idea that someone could cure it made him skeptical.
However, in recent years, his inner demons have become more and more severe. If possible, he still wants to take a gamble: "What methods does Master Qi have? I will definitely cooperate."
Qi Zhiheng first stated his conditions: "I want a level nine spiritual herb as payment, and it must be the main ingredient. However, I will only accept this spiritual herb after I have cured Fellow Daoist Tong."
Having been a Mahayana cultivator for so many years, Tong Zixing has obtained several level-nine spiritual herbs. He has three in his own collection. Taking one out to resolve his inner demons would be a worthwhile investment for him!
Tong Zixing immediately agreed.
Qi Zhiheng took out a contract, and the two signed it for the summer.
Qi Zhiheng promised that he wouldn't take the spiritual herb if it couldn't cure his inner demons, which reassured Tong Zixing somewhat.
After receiving the contract, Qi Zhiheng breathed a sigh of relief. Tong Zixing's inner demons were nothing to worry about. The main problem was that no one knew the underlying principle. Once the principle was known, a cure could be found. Qi Zhiheng had gotten incredibly lucky; this level-nine spiritual herb was practically free for him.
Level nine spiritual herbs are extremely rare, and Qi Zhiheng had long wanted to find some main ingredients to refine some pills. He never expected that he would actually succeed.
Qi Zhiheng first went out to explain to his family that he needed to help Tong Zixing with her treatment and would not be going back out for the time being. He also asked Yang Yitian to reinforce the array outside the door and not let anyone come in to disturb them for the next nine days.
Tong Zixing was now desperate to overcome his inner demons, having long forgotten about his two disciples who were playing with fear and anxiety.
Qi Zhiheng first took out a wooden fish drum, then a string of prayer beads, and sat cross-legged opposite Tong Zixing. Tong Zixing was somewhat puzzled: "Master Qi, what are you doing?" What is a Daoist cultivator doing taking out a wooden fish drum and prayer beads?
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