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The two of them started playing in the water. Shen Xuannu's pigtail was soaked like a drowned rat's tail, dripping with water. Ning Shu's hairband was washed away by the current, and she could only let her long hair float in the water. As they were having fun, a few sneaky smells drifted over with the wind, carrying the smell of sweat and rust.

"Boss, smell it! This smell is amazing! She must be a gorgeous lady!" A shrill voice sounded, like nails scratching glass, particularly harsh in the quiet forest.

"Yeah! You've trained your nose well!" another man with a gruff voice echoed, accompanied by the sound of a branch being broken by footsteps, "When we catch it later, I'll let you smell it enough, and then let the brothers have fun. I guarantee it will be better than the last time!"

Ning Shu's ears twitched, and he squinted through the water curtain, only to see three ugly and evil guys sneaking towards him: the leader had a face full of flesh, a scar extending from the corner of his eye to his chin, and he was holding a rusty machete in his hand, with suspicious brown stains on the back of the knife; the man next to him had a nose as big as a garlic, and was sniffing the air hard, with an intoxicated expression as if he was smelling some rare delicacy; the last one was as thin as a bamboo pole, wearing a tattered black robe, playing with a skull in his hand, with a piece of unchewed vegetable leaf stuck between his teeth.

"Some low-quality melon seeds are delivered to your door. Do you want to eat them?" Ning Shu raised his chin towards Shen Xuannv, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he picked up a smooth pebble from the bottom of the water.

Shen Xuannv lay on the water, floating like a lotus leaf, and said lazily: "Although it tastes bad, it's better than having nothing to eat." She raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and suddenly a few frozen melon seeds condensed on the water surface. The crystal clear shells sparkled in the sun, and she threw them into her mouth and chewed them with a "crunch" sound.

The evil cultivators were still walking forward, completely unaware that they had become "appetizers" in the eyes of others. The man with the bulbous nose suddenly stopped and scratched his head in confusion: "That's not right, Boss. Why does it smell like melon seeds? And it's iced?"

The man with a rough voice slapped him on the back of the head, causing him to stagger two steps: "Who cares about the melon seeds! Let's catch the beauty first! If you delay the good thing, I will cut off your nose and use it as a chamber pot!"

Little did they know that the "beauties" they were thinking about were actually planning how to turn them into ingredients for "strange-flavored melon seeds" - Ning Shu had already started thinking about whether to grind their bones into powder as seasoning, or directly freeze them into ice sculptures as melon seed plates.

The mist splashing from the waterfall condensed into tiny rainbows in the sunlight. Ning Shu raised her hand and swung out a light golden array light, like shaking out a transparent scarf. The light disappeared as soon as it hit the ground, but ripples appeared on the water surface, distorting the reflections of the grass and trees on the shore into a grotesque shape. She clapped her hands, and the water droplets splashing on her palms rolled down through her fingers: "If you dare to come, you must be prepared to stay. This kind of scum can be turned into raw materials for melon seeds, which is the most virtuous thing they have done in their lives."

The two of them quickly put on their clothes and sat on the smooth bluestone on the opposite bank. Ning Shu's skirt was still dripping with water, and she put her feet into the pool and kicked up the water, startling a group of small fish to run around; Shen Xuannv swung her two legs covered with water droplets, and her chubby feet lightly tapped the water surface, and the splashed water droplets actually condensed into tiny ice crystals in mid-air.

The evil cultivators in the distance were crouching forward, with their bulbous noses clearing the way, stopping to sniff every three steps, like wild dogs looking for bones. Scarface looked around with his machete in hand, the rust on the back of the knife flashing an eerie light in the sun; Magan stood on tiptoe, the hem of his black robe brushing the weeds with a rustling sound, and he spun the skull in his hand like a spinning top.

"Chuckles..." Shen Xuannv watched this silent comedy, her shoulders twitching with laughter, and there was a piece of water grass stuck to the corner of her mouth. "Look at that big nose, it's almost touching the ground. If you don't know, you would think he's looking for shit to eat!"

Ning Shu used her toes to pick up a small stone and kicked it into the water: "How is it? Isn't it more interesting than staying in that gray and broken place?"

"It's really interesting!" Shen Xuannv nodded vigorously, and suddenly leaned close to Ning Shu's ear and lowered her voice, "But don't kill them so quickly. Being too excited will affect the taste of the melon seeds!"

"Is there such a saying?" Ning Shu raised an eyebrow, feeling like she was listening to the secret recipe of a top chef.

"Of course!" Shen Xuannv puffed out her chest and imparted her experience seriously, "It's best to keep them in the same emotion, such as anger or greed, so that the roasted melon seeds will taste good. Last time I used an angry monster as the raw material, and the melon seeds were so hot when I chewed them!"

Ning Shu was shocked when she heard this. She could see three vertical lines jumping on her forehead. My goodness, this is not a goddess, but a little witch in a cute appearance! She couldn't help but look her up and down: No wonder she was thrown into such a place. Maybe it's not because the road was blocked, but because she was exiled in the God Realm for a "food safety incident"!

She was complaining in her heart, when suddenly an idea came to her mind, and she pointed at the water with one hand. Two slippery loaches "whoosh" out from the bottom of the water, swirled on the surface, and turned into her and Shen Xuannv's appearance - only their clothes were half wet, their hair was messy, and they were chasing and playing with each other in the water, which made the evil cultivators on the other side stare in amazement.

"What are you going to do?" Shen Xuannv poked Ning Shu's arm and stared at the two phantoms in the water curiously.

"Don't worry, let them keep the same taste." Ning Shu smiled mysteriously and pointed at the phantom again. The two "beauties in the water" suddenly exuded a strange fragrance, sweet like nectar, with a bit of tempting milky fragrance, and drifted towards the direction of the evil cultivator along the wind.

"Have you heard of the Twin Furnace Cauldrons?" she turned to ask Shen Xuannv.

Shen Xuannv blinked her big eyes and asked: "Is it the kind of body that allows practitioners to achieve twice the result with half the effort?"

"You know all this?" Ning Shu was so shocked that she almost fell into the water. This was a word she had come across by chance after flipping through dozens of odds and ends books.

Shen Xuannv shrugged disapprovingly, took out a clean handkerchief from her sleeve pocket and wiped her feet: "What's the big deal? There are so many of them in the God Realm, and they can be mass-produced! Soak them in spiritual spring water for 34 days, and then sprinkle some pollen to promote the growth of flowers..."

"What! Mass production?" Ning Shu's jaw dropped in shock. "Is this how you do it in the God Realm? Don't you have to work? Researching this every day?"

"Don't be surprised." Shen Xuannv wiped her feet clean with a handkerchief, "This God-forsaken Land uses backward information and skills, so it's normal to be surprised by something new. Just like you guys are still using flints, the God Realm has long used spiritual lighters." She said it calmly, not noticing that Ning Shu was already shocked like a statue struck by lightning.