The little sister is omnipotent, leading the sect to fly

Xue Zifang didn't know what mood he should have when facing his junior sister.

He originally thought that his junior sister was making pills for fun, but who would have thought that he was actually using his alchemy furnace to stew rabbit meat!

He looked at the oil hanging on the inner wall of the furnace and still flowing down, and the sticky minced meat, and felt his blood pressure a little high.

"Junior sister, my alchemy furnace is a high-grade spiritual weapon..." He gritted his teeth.

Is it appropriate to use a high-grade spiritual weapon to stew rabbit meat?

"Oh, so it's a high-grade spiritual weapon. No wonder the rabbit meat tastes so good."

Yan Ju had no idea of ​​Xue Zifang's inner struggle and despair, and was simply immersed in the joy of having a full stomach.

The meat stewed with high-quality spiritual tools is softer, more tender and stickier. The spiritual gathering effect of high-quality spiritual tools also allows a hint of spiritual power to be mixed into the muscle texture of the rabbit meat during the stewing process, making your body feel warm after eating it.

The only drawback is that without seasoning, the taste is still a little worse, with too much umami but not enough flavor.

It seems that she will have to pay attention to whether there are any alternative seasonings in the world of cultivation in the future.

"Fourth Senior Brother, thank you for your alchemy furnace."

While eating, Yan Ju took the time to look up and smiled sweetly at Xue Zifang.

Looking at the soft and chewy little junior sister, with her mouth full and looking very happy while eating, Xue Zifang couldn't get angry anymore. He could only endure it and swallow his bitterness.

With trembling hands, he pinched the small piece of meat and took a small bite with tears in his eyes.

!!!

tasty! ! !

Really delicious!!!

At that moment, he felt a golden light coming from his alchemy furnace.

"This... is rabbit meat?" There were more tears in Xue Zifang's eyes.

Now even Yan Ju noticed something was wrong and stopped eating, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

“It’s… so delicious!”

Xue Zifang took out a few more pieces of meat from his alchemy furnace and devoured them ravenously.

Rabbit meat can be so delicious?

There is no hair or blood, only a light milky aroma. The meat is tender and smooth in the mouth.

Xue Zifang closed his eyes and was intoxicated.

Yan Ju looked at Xue Zifang with sympathy.

Fourth Senior Brother must have never eaten anything delicious. What kind of life is that in the world of cultivation? He must only be able to eat those super unpalatable fasting pills every day.

It's so pitiful that he likes an ordinary stewed rabbit so much.

She fished out the last few pieces of meat from the alchemy furnace, put them all in Xue Zifang's bowl, and considerately scooped a few spoonfuls of hot soup on top.

"Fourth Brother, eat more."

She decided that she would prepare more delicious food in the future to improve the diet for her fourth senior brother.

After eating and drinking, I felt sleepy again.

Yan Ju walked back to her little room with her feet tapping, and fell asleep.

The sleep was indeed comfortable and soothing. She even dreamed of her big golden retriever hugging her and acting coquettishly.

"Stop it." She pushed the golden retriever away, and its soft hair made her face itchy.

She turned over, and the golden retriever came over to her again, nudging her.

She opened her eyes impatiently and saw two people standing by the bed, one of them was shaking her with his hand.

Looking closely, they turned out to be the two conspicuous bags of Xue Zifang and Song Fanxing.

"what!"

Yan Ju screamed and buried herself in the quilt.

Although her body is only ten years old, her soul is that of an adult!

It was such a shock to open my eyes early in the morning and see two men standing by my bed.

Xue Zifang, the conspicuous bag, didn't understand and wanted to reach out to lift the quilt, "Junior sister, it's time to get up and go to morning class."

He and Song Fanxing were worried that the junior sister would not remember to attend classes after just arriving, so they specially came to call the junior sister to join them. Why did the junior sister seem to dislike him?

Song Fanxing, who was conspicuous, became a little more rational and dragged Xue Zifang's arm out, "Let's go out and wait. Junior Sister should change her clothes."

Xue Zifang had an expression of sudden enlightenment and obediently followed Song Fanxing out the door.

Just as he went out, Song Fanxing poked her head in from the door again, "Junior sister, take your time, don't worry about us waiting for you at the door."

Yan Ju: ...

I thank you.

The two door gods waiting for people outside the door were also restless and started arguing again, with each saying something and the noise was very intense.

Yan Ju wanted to take another nap but couldn't fall asleep. She got up and washed up while yawning.

When I came out, I heard Xue Zifang and Song Fanxing were arguing about who performed better when picking up the junior sister yesterday, who would be more active in picking up the junior sister today, and who the junior sister liked more.

When they saw Yan Ju coming out, the two of them immediately shut up and pretended nothing had happened.

Xue Zifang looked up at the sky and said, "It's a nice day today."

Song Fanxing looked down at the ground and said, "Yes, it's not bad."

Yan Ju really wants to ask, do you want to listen to what you two are talking about?

When we arrived at the school, the elder who taught us martial arts was already waiting there.

The elder who teaches martial arts is named Han. He is responsible for teaching them mental skills and swordsmanship, and training their practical combat capabilities.

Seeing that the three people arrived later than him, he couldn't help but scold them again.

When he started scolding Yan Ju, his tone became much gentler, "You must be the new disciple."

Yan Ju smiled obediently, "Hello, Elder Han, my name is Yan Ju."

Seeing that an obedient disciple had finally arrived, Elder Han felt much better.

He was almost dying every day because of the two enemies, Xue Zifang and Song Fanxing.

Xue Zifang leaned his head forward and whispered to Elder Han's ear, "Old Han, isn't the little sister cute?"

Elder Han nodded reflexively.

Song Fanxing stared at Elder Han with resentful eyes and said quietly, "Old Han, you should be gentler to Junior Sister."

Elder Han reacted and kicked them both away, "Do I need you to teach me? Are you the elder or am I the elder?"

His beard and eyebrows stood up, "You have learned the third move of Cangxue Sword Technique? Why don't you go and practice now?"

The two great enemies succumbed to the "tyrannical power" of Elder Han and started to counter each other's sword moves.

Elder Han turned to face Yan Ju, putting on what he thought was a kind face.

Yan Ju looked at the corners of Elder Han's mouth twitching and asked worriedly, "Elder Han, did you have a stroke?"

Elder Han's mouth froze.

Seeing that Elder Han was motionless, Yan Ju asked worriedly, "Isn't it a stroke, but a ghost?"

Elder Han felt his beard and eyebrows trembling uncontrollably, and his feet were lifted up uncontrollably.

Yan Ju reacted quickly this time, "Ah, Elder Han, are you angry? You're not going to kick me too, are you?"

She looked at her arms and legs and said reluctantly, "Elder Han, please be gentle. I'm afraid of pain."

Elder Han almost vomited blood.

What kind of vicious words are these?

What does it mean to be afraid of pain and what does it mean to be gentle?

People who don’t know him would think he was going to do something risqué.

Elder Han used his strong willpower to control his feet and put them down, reminding himself in his heart: Don't kick, don't kick.

As a disciple who has just entered the sect, he still has to leave an impression of unity and friendship on the young girl.

He decided to fulfill his duties as an elder.

"Let's go. I'll take you to test your spiritual roots first."