"Sister, this is so strange."
Early in the morning, An Yirou came to An Zhengzheng's courtyard to look at medicinal herbs. Now that she is also studying medicine, recognizing medicinal herbs is a must.
As soon as she entered, she said to An Zhengzheng, "Ever since I went to Qilin Mountain with Madam Pei and met Senior Sister Wen Yu who treated me to a meal, my cultivation speed has become so fast!"
Everyone outside says that Senior Sister Wen Yu is crazy, but she doesn't see it at all!
An Zhengzheng just smiled faintly. This was the normal, post-enlightenment cultivation speed she was experiencing. It seemed that her gentle mind had fully recovered.
She had initially offered Senior Sister Wenyu an additional 10% of the profits from the Hundred Women Pavilion, but unfortunately, Senior Sister Wenyu refused.
...Never mind, let's see how much I can help next time the system causes trouble.
"Have you been drinking the medicinal soup your master prepares for you every month?"
An Yirou was tricked by the Zhou family last time. Although she immediately asked Madam Pei to take Yirou to see Senior Sister Wen Yu for treatment, the subsequent recuperation is also very important.
Fortunately, Master Kongyu cherished this disciple very much.
An Yirou nodded repeatedly and said, "I've been drinking it for almost a year now. Master said I won't have to drink it starting next month."
It's been a year.
An Zhengzheng had a very fulfilling year, focusing on expanding her business, consuming a lot of fasting pills, and filling her cultivation schedule.
That's when I realized how fast the year had flown by.
The Zhou family is now being severely suppressed by the powerful families led by An Zhengzheng, and the Qi family is showing signs of surpassing them.
An family... According to An Yirou, although things are better than before their decline, it ultimately depends on the cooperation with Bai Nu Ge.
An Zhengzheng was a little hungry and subconsciously wanted to take out the fasting pill.
One pill can last for three days, allowing her to continue her cultivation without sleep or rest.
An Yirou, head down, picked through the medicinal herbs, then suddenly said in a muffled voice, "Sister, do you know..."
"Know what?" An Zhengzheng paused.
"I heard that Mother seems to be pregnant."
An Yirou did not look up, as if she were talking about something very ordinary.
An Zhengzheng was unusually silent for a while.
Actually, An Zhengzheng has no connection to this family, because she lived longer in her previous life. Back then, she was a descendant of a revolutionary family with a very upright family tradition.
The children of revolutionary families often use Abb and A-b in their names. The name "Zhengzheng" alone reveals the expectations and upbringing that their mother and father had for them.
She has experienced that kind of extremely pure family affection.
But An Yirou is different.
What parents can give is something that no one else can truly give. In their past lives, many people in their twenties, thirties, or even forties and fifties may not have been able to escape their attachment to their family of origin.
"Now that you're fully recovered, you should be able to drink a little wine."
On a whim, An Zhengzheng asked An Yirou to dig up the wine buried behind the yard: "You're all grown up now, you should start cultivating your taste and appreciation for wine as soon as possible."
She herself went to Dongfengdu.
As soon as they entered Dongfeng Ferry, they heard Hu Jiu say in a daze, "...He's really dead?"
"If we were still here back then, would he have chosen a different path?"
"At least we were able to persuade one or two of them."
Zhao Liu said, "He had shown signs of it before, but we were too timid and refused to listen."
He also felt very guilty: "...After all, we were brothers."
He then said angrily, "He has completely forgotten his previous bottom line!"
An Zhengzheng has excellent hearing and listened as she entered the room.
“This esteemed guest…” Hu Jiu stood up abruptly.
Upon seeing that it was An Zhengzheng, he immediately greeted her respectfully, "Miss!"
"What are you talking about?" An Zhengzheng wondered.
The two hesitated for a moment, but eventually told each other about Long San.
It is said that he made a living by stealing. After a while, a man and a woman were alone together and he had lustful thoughts about them. He was killed in retaliation.
Some say they saw Long San's remains with their own eyes, and that the female cultivator brought her family back and shattered them into ashes.
No one could have imagined that the female cultivator who was just passing by now had resources she had earned herself, was willing to work hard, and even had a bigger ambition, and had become very powerful in her cultivation.
In the past, they were bullied and needed someone to rely on. But now things are different; the Hundred Women Pavilion has incorporated strength into the scoring criteria for female cultivators' competitions.
Being fair-skinned, young, and thin is no longer the only standard.
With her own strength as her backing, the female cultivator dared to fight back to the death.
After listening, An Zhengzheng remained calm, lowered her eyes slightly, and turned to light another stick of Qingming incense in Dongfeng Ferry.
This is because Zhao Liu is afraid of tigers, and he has been wavering these past two days.
She made no attempt to avoid them.
"If you retreat one step, you will retreat one step at a time. When you retreat one step, you think, 'I'll just retreat one step,' but after you retreat one step, you will think, 'I'll retreat another step.' If you keep retreating, you will eventually have no way back."
An Zhengzheng said this as if with a sigh, and without paying attention to the two bewildered people, she turned around and went to the backyard to fetch a suckling pig to make a snack with her drinks.
The mutated tiger still sits in the backyard, where a small playground has been built for it to play in. When it's not out playing, it rests in its little house.
It is very free, and occasionally it will catch some wild spirit pets to bring back for Hu Jiu and the others to raise.
Sometimes it catches more food than it eats.
She then instructed the mutated tiger, "Don't go out casually these next few days. The yard is already overflowing; the piglets have already had several litters, and there's nowhere to raise them."
She rubbed the little tiger's head before leaving, satisfied.
After seeing An Zhengzheng off, Zhao Liucai said, "...The scent of this incense is very familiar."
"It's been a long time since I've smelled it." An Zhengzheng didn't hide it from them, so they used their magical artifacts to investigate.
The biggest fear when opening a shop is not being able to recognize good goods, so An Zhengzheng had already prepared magical artifacts.
"Qingming incense... although not as precious as Ningshen incense, it's still a good thing." Hu Jiu was very surprised. "She's been doing this since then..."
I shivered instantly.
Zhao Liu's face was extremely grim: "Even burning incense for Qingming Festival couldn't bring Long San back to his senses?"
His guilt had lessened somewhat.
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"Old man, I'll go to the secret realm to gather herbs for you, and you go to the Demon Palace to deliver medicine to Wen Yu, shall we?"
Master Suotang looked at Master Kongyu, who was extremely busy, and smiled leisurely.
I have better talent, so I don't have to work as hard as Master Kongyu.
Now he has to help Qingxu Zhenren manage the sect from time to time, cultivate himself, and find additional medicinal herbs to prepare medicine for An Yirou.
Now that Master Qingxu is in seclusion, even going to the Demon Palace requires Master Kongyu to go.
"...You've come to our cave because you have nothing better to do?"
Master Kongyu is extremely busy, and his master, Master Qingxu, has been in seclusion for a long time.
Master Suotang said, "...Isn't it out of curiosity? Master Qingxu should have entered the Nascent Soul stage by now, right? I asked the people from the Immortal Calculation Sect to do the divination, and it should be today."
Master Kongyu ignored him, looking down at the sect's registers and organizing sect affairs.
"Siyue Gate's profits have soared this year..."
Because the Siyue Sect recruited the most female cultivators in the cultivation world in its early years, they were the first to see the effects when female cultivators rose to prominence.
"Tsk, no wonder there are rumors that other sects will also be increasing the number of female cultivators in the future."
Master Suotang shook his head. Before, they were the ones who blocked the female cultivators' grades, but now that things are going well, they want to get a share of the pie.
Why didn't you do this sooner!
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