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Tan Tai Yu did not walk far. He felt very uncomfortable watching Feng Ming and Jimo Yao talking and laughing.

As her destined future Taoist partner, how could she have an ambiguous relationship with the witch from the Heavenly Demon Sect?

Although she was angry at "Feng Ming" for being ungrateful, she had learned a little more about empathy in her new life. In the current timeline, "Feng Ming" didn't know her yet, so it was inevitable that he treated her badly.

She quickly adjusted her mood and decided to wait until the witch Jimo Yao left before finding an opportunity to take "Feng Ming" away and replicate the beautiful memories between them in the previous life.

However, plans cannot keep up with changes. Tan Tai Yu came in a hurry this time, and he did not want to let the elders of the sect know about Feng Ming's existence for the time being, so he did not bring a protector with him.

"Little goddess, it's very dangerous to sneak out alone." The old woman with a cane stood not far away and looked at Tan Tai Yu with a smile on her face.

"Granny Yinye!" Tan Taiyu said in a cold tone, whispering to his master, watching her every move with vigilance, "It was that witch Jimo Yao who asked you to come. Is the Heavenly Demon Sect going to declare war on our Heavenly Sect?"

"Hahaha, don't misunderstand, little goddess, I just happened to pass by." Although Granny Yinye was smiling, she was secretly practicing her skills, ready to take action at any time.

Tan Taiyu naturally wouldn't believe her words and was secretly on guard. She knew very well that the old woman in front of her was unfathomable, at least the cultivation level of the Fusion Stage was definitely not something she could contend with now.

"Everyone in the Demon Sect can be killed."

Before she finished speaking, she held the Frost Sword in her hand, and the cold sword intent continued to gather on the sword, and her attack was a powerful move.

Granny Yinye just waved her cane lightly, and a powerful force instantly sent Tan Tai Yu flying.

Tan Tai Yu fell from mid-air and landed heavily on the ground, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Little goddess, don't waste your energy." Granny Yinye walked towards Tan Taiyu step by step, "You are no match for me."

Tan Taiyu struggled to stand up, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and the sword talisman given to her by the Grand Elder appeared in her hand, "Grandma Yinye, I wonder who is better between you and the Grand Elder of my sect?"

Granny Yinye paused, and the crutch in her right hand naturally changed from swinging forward to leaning on the ground. Even if the old monster in the Mahayana stage was just a phantom, she was no match for him.

Besides, this hasn't reached the point where it has to be a fight to the death.

"Little Goddess, why are you so serious? I was so excited to see the prey that I couldn't hold back and just wanted to test your ability. I'm leaving now." Granny Yinye's cold expression suddenly turned kind, "You are far inferior to my Saint."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Only the seriously injured Tan Tai Yu was left. He managed to calm himself down and took a Yuan-replenishing Pill. He adjusted his breathing on the spot, but the murderous aura around him was undisguised.

Jimo Yao, just wait for me. I will repay you a hundredfold for the humiliation you inflicted today.

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According to memoirs, the God of Cookery returned to his hometown in his later years and was most likely buried in the city at their feet.

Lu Chu and the other two walked around, mainly Lu Chu and Liu Rumei eating and drinking. Jimo Key was the purse, and no trace of the artifact was found.

Jimo Yao, who was playing with Grandma Yinye, received the message from Grandma Yinye and smiled even more happily. He defeated his arch-rival twice in one day.

"Sister Jimo, you are smiling so happily. Has something worth being happy happened?" Liu Rumei was simple-minded and had never seen the evil of human nature. In a short time, she was coaxed into submission by Jimo Yao.

"Of course it's because I met a lovely and obedient sister like you."

Jimo Yao pinched Liu Rumei's face affectionately.

She could tell at a glance that Liu Rumei had no feelings towards "Feng Ming" now. As long as you don't like my sweetheart, we can still be good sisters.

"Sister Jimo..." Liu Rumei's face turned red instantly. No one had ever praised her so directly.

Just then, something on the stall next to him caught Lu Chu's attention. It was a round plate with a broken corner and some strange patterns engraved on it.

Lu Chu picked up the disc and took a look at it. The God of Cookery's artifact looked too shabby. No wonder no one had found it in all these years.

"Sir, you have a good eye. This is an heirloom from my family." The stall owner said quickly when he saw Lu Chu was interested.

"How to sell this thing?"

The stall owner rolled his eyes. The young man in front of him looked like he had plenty of money. He held up a finger and asked loudly, "One hundred taels of silver."

"So expensive?" Liu Rumei exclaimed in surprise. One hundred taels of silver could buy so many buns. She was no longer a fairy who was ignorant of the world.

Jimo Yao did feel a little bit of spiritual energy remaining in those patterns, but no matter how he looked at it, it was just an ordinary plate, the kind that no one in the cultivation world would even look at.

"Ten taels of silver, that's all I'll pay." Lu Chu bargained and put the plate down casually, "If you don't want to sell it, forget it."

"The stall owner didn't expect Lu Chu to be so hard to cheat. "Fifty taels, no less."

"Five taels." Lu Chu turned around and pretended to leave.

"Wait, Sir, don't leave. For the sake of our affinity, Old Liu will take a small loss. Ten taels is the deal."

The stall owner gritted his teeth, agreed with a painful expression, and smiled happily in his heart. He bought the broken plate for five cents and sold it for ten taels. It was a profitable business.

Lu Chu signaled Jimo Yao to give the money, then left with the disc.

Liu Rumei hurriedly followed, feeling very puzzled, "Feng Daoist, this broken plate is not worth ten taels at all!"

"Isn't the God of Food artifact you've been dreaming of worth ten taels of silver?" Lu Chu threw the disc in his hand to her without even turning his head.

Liu Rumei's hand holding the plate shook and she almost dropped it. What do you think this is?

Such an inconspicuous broken plate is the legendary artifact?

"Feng Ming, have you found Baiwei?"

The tiny Feng Lai suddenly appeared on Lu Chu's shoulder. He had been sleeping since he came out of the Mu clan, digesting the various rare treasures he and Lu Chu had eaten. Now he woke up after sensing the breath of his own kind.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, is this your weapon spirit?"

She was not interested in the inheritance of the God of Food. There were many people in the Tianmo Sect who were still alive in the Mahayana stage. She just wanted to confirm whether this was an artifact spirit. You know, only magic weapons above the seventh level can give birth to artifact spirits.

High-level magical weapons are definitely not something that Feng Ming in the current timeline can access.

Feng Ming appeared outside Qingyun Sect. Jimo Yao could convince herself that it was the influence of rebirth, but more and more doubts proved that the young man in front of her was not the person she knew.

"His name is Feng Lai."

Jimo Yao had heard of the Mu clan's immortal artifact Fenglaiqin. Her eyes changed and she turned to Liu Rumei and said, "Sister Liu, Fellow Daoist Feng and I have a few words to say. Please go to Baiweiju and wait for us."

Liu Rumei left first with the artifact in her arms, looking confused.