531 Three-legged Bird Essence
Dragon Blood Rice, red as a precious gem and dazzlingly vibrant, is truly a rare treasure. It is not something we can obtain. Even now, just smelling its fragrance, I feel all the hidden ailments in my body are instantly relieved. Like a spring breeze, it gently blows away all the gloom within me.
I felt an unprecedented sense of ease and tranquility in both body and mind.
Yang Dexing sat quietly in his study for a quarter of an hour, then rose and solemnly thanked his ancestors and forefathers.
Concentrate, calm your gaze, and stop waiting. Don't leave anything behind. Eating this thing would be the greatest gain; otherwise, it will sooner or later become the source of disaster.
A surge of gratitude flashed through his mind, and he let out a low groan, a hint of shame creeping in. He thought to himself, 'Regardless of whether I break through or not, I must go and thank you again after this.'
Feng Buxing's eyes showed a hint of struggle. Dragon Blood Rice was rare, and he wanted to save it to provide for his descendants, but then he gently shook his head and muttered to himself, 'Time waits for no one. The child is still too young; I can't keep him here for so long.'
He stood up, straightened his clothes, bowed three times to his ancestors, and then solemnly bowed three times in the direction of his superiors.
"Ancestors above, please bless your unfilial descendants." Speak softly, calm your mind and body, and swallow slowly when you reach your optimal state.
When He Chen and Jia Ren came out again, they felt refreshed and full of energy.
A body of steel, the body of a martial saint—it is powerful, comfortable, and free, as if possessing endless vitality.
A hint of fear appeared on the women's faces, and their eyes met with a mixture of apprehension and apprehension. They silently supported each other.
Lian Xiuxiu's face showed joy, satisfaction, and a hint of languor, which added to her alluring charm and explained why she came out much later than usual.
Wei Qinghui's eyes showed a hint of tension, afraid of being...
Cui'er, Qing'er, and Bai'er, with Qing'er hiding behind Hui Fu and the other girls, felt sore all over and unsteady on her feet.
The table was already laden with all sorts of delicious food: lamb chops, tiger meat, Mapo tofu, twice-cooked pork, Kung Pao chicken, all with tender and flavorful meat; roasted whole fish; and even pig's trotters, dumplings, and noodle dumplings.
Jingzhai sat down gently opposite her lover, and deliberately stood up.
A black cropped top, a high-waisted slit skirt, a slender waist, and slender legs—she looked light, graceful, and charming. Her boning bra slipped slightly behind her.
Piaomiaoyue smiled gently and came to Jingzhai's side, wearing a light brown halter skirt and white shorts. Her legs were slender and long.
Yun Su wore a white jumpsuit that just covered her waist and hips; it was pure white and made her look slender.
The women all sat opposite their lovers with perfect understanding, showing their best side, and secretly smiling, but giving no chance to reveal their true selves.
Everyone quietly began to eat, their stomachs growling with hunger.
She glanced at her lover furtively and chuckled softly.
As Liu Qianqian savored her food, she whispered, "Thank you, little sister."
Yun Su gently shook her head and smiled, "Sister, you're too kind. It's a blessing for the people of this place to have you as their City God."
I discussed it with Sister Jingzhai, and we would appreciate it if you could help us with any other vacancies or positions that have been filled.
Liu Qianqian nodded slightly and whispered, "Thank you."
Ji Xixi smiled gently, "Sister, there's no need to be so formal. When the time comes, please plant a peach tree for me around the City God Temple."
Liu Qianqian nodded emphatically, "Okay, sister, I'll have them plant it tomorrow."
Ji Xixi looked at Liu Qianqian's solemn expression without the slightest hint of mockery. It was rare for someone to talk to her, and rare for someone to treat her as an equal, just as she had in the past and as she was now.
Gently holding Liu Qianqian's hand, he whispered, "Little sister, there's no need for that. Let's chat again tonight."
Her hand was being held—this was the first time this had happened outside of Shen Lang. Liu Qianqian's long hair cascaded down her back, her purple dress blooming like flowers; she was indescribably beautiful, elegant, and noble. Her cheeks flushed, and she nodded quickly, whispering, "Thank you, sister."
As the women finished eating and chatted quietly, Wei Lan and Piao Miaoyue suddenly felt a large hand on their waists.
The intense heat instantly softened her in my arms.
The other women laughed as they gently fed the food on the table.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, none of them left. Although it had only been a few days since they last met, it felt like an eternity to them.
Yun Su whispered, "These past few days, I've received news that the Serpent Demon Cult has sacrificed a county town within the Qi Kingdom. It's truly terrifying. When the Holy Emperor was alive, these rats could only hide in dark corners, too afraid to show their faces."
He gently recounted the news from around them, and the women clung tightly to him, listening quietly. The Qi Kingdom, the Dynasty, and other smaller kingdoms had never known peace, but now things were even more terrifying.
Feeling the restless large hand, Piaomiaoyue offered no resistance, her eyes glazed over, and whispered, 'The dragon blood rice has already been given to them; they must have gained something.'
Han Linling, wearing a milky-white lace mini-dress, leaned against him without the slightest shyness, and whispered, "Things are getting increasingly chaotic lately; we have to be careful."
He then mentioned the tractor. The women all praised it repeatedly.
I nodded slightly, not too surprised. People are always intelligent and wise; what limits them are their knowledge and thinking, a relatively stable environment, and the rewards they receive.
Before anyone knew it, Yun Shuni, Qing'er, and the others had fallen asleep peacefully. The others exchanged smiles and whispered, "Qingqing, take them to rest. They were too tired last night."
As night fell and the dew grew heavy, Yun Qing gently placed Yun Shuni on the bed, carefully covered her with the blanket, and prepared to rest as well.
She was dressed in white, her long, jade-like neck revealing a piece of smooth, white jade, half-concealed and half-revealed, her slender waist so small it could be encircled by a single hand.
A soft silk bow was tied around her waist, her long, slender, and bare legs exuded a silent, alluring charm, and she wore small, mid-heeled shoes, leaning slightly forward.
The door opened softly and without any attempt to conceal it, and a familiar scent filled the air.
Yun Qing was slightly flustered, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she came to his side with a smile, whispering shyly, "Chen Lang."
'Take a look at this.' A small piece of three-legged bird essence, about the size of a fist.
A rich, pure power, a yearning from the bloodline, and the phoenix mark on her forehead emerged, breathtakingly beautiful.
Yun Qing gently accepted it. Instantly, a powerful force and a strong feeling arose within her. If she were to devour this item, becoming a Martial Emperor would only be a matter of time, or even higher.
"Thank you, Mr. Shen." Yun Qing used it without hesitation.
As it entered his throat, an overwhelming force erupted instantly, like magma from the earth. Yun Qing's body radiated a blazing light, exuding a mysterious and noble power that mortals could not profane.
A powerful force washed over Yun Qing, making her appear as if she were wearing a divine armor that shone with golden light, radiating a dazzling glow.
Her long hair danced in the wind, with a faint golden shimmer, like a colorful auspicious omen.
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