So what! Are you going to kill me?

Immortal cultivation sects do send disciples down the mountain to gain experience, and they also accept some commissions.

After the outer disciples have practiced for three months, the sect will assign them tasks from the mortal world to complete, as a test of their learning outcomes.

Tang Xizhou paused slightly with the fan in his hand, which turned out to be an idea.

It is not convenient for them to take action when the outer disciples go out for training, but there are many new disciples who want to curry favor with them.

There was no need to force or bribe them. These new brothers and sisters all had a heavy filter around them and were proud to be able to act for them. All he had to do was give a few instructions and the job would be done.

"Daoyou Fuyao is indeed smart." Tang Xizhou covered the teacup. The problem had been solved, so he naturally did not linger any longer and pushed a treasure box to Fuyao: "A little gift."

Fuyao didn't hesitate and accepted it generously.

His face looked calm, but his heart was pounding with excitement!

The things of the Dream-Breaking Sect are definitely not ordinary things. Besides, she recognized this box, so it must be what she wanted!

As long as she goes down the mountain to gain experience, she will definitely avenge her previous humiliation and make Jin Cancan admit her mistake.

Fuyao is not the only one who is thinking about Jin Cancan.

On the northern glacier, everything is covered with snow above the freezing cold ice.

Everything was silent, with only the howling of the cold wind echoing across this desolate land, and the slight vibrations coming from under the ice were particularly clear.

Gradually, the vibration became stronger and stronger. Strange ripples appeared on the snow on the ice, and some cracks appeared on the ice underneath. With a loud bang, the ice shattered and a figure broke through the ice!

A faint golden light emanated from his surroundings, forming a sharp contrast with the whiteness of the surrounding snow. The surrounding coldness seemed to be affected by him and the temperature rose slightly. His body gradually recovered its temperature and his originally stiff muscles gradually became soft.

The man opened his eyes as if waking up from a nightmare, and the desolation he saw made him tremble!

Who would have thought that a small town was buried under this snow!

He staggered and fell straight into the snow. Fortunately, the snow was soft, otherwise, given his current physical condition, he would have fallen into a coma again.

When he thought that he was the one who let the devil in, Jin Cancan, back to Xuezhuang, he couldn't help but spasm and retch.

The tribe’s prophecy had long predicted that she would be the calamity that would destroy the tribe, but he scoffed at it and rescued her from the snow despite the tribe’s opposition. His master also treated her as his own daughter... They were blind and deceived by the devil, and this is how they harmed the entire tribe!

The chill penetrated his bones. He tried his best to steady his shaky consciousness, to pull himself out of the painful emotions, and climbed up with red eyes.

He will find Jin Cancan and send her to hell in the cruelest way. He will never allow a cruel person like Jin Cancan to continue living in this world.

Jin Cancan felt a chill on her back and rubbed her arms. She decided to put on a small vest.

She has been practicing in the Tianping Sword Sect for more than three months. She swings her sword ten thousand times a day and has mastered the Changqing Sword Technique to perfection. Her practice has also reached the ninth level of Qi Refining and she has already touched the threshold of foundation building.

Jin Cancan changed her sweat-soaked inner clothes, took a quick shower, picked up her sword and went to the back mountain to find wild mushrooms to make soup.

The system was extremely puzzled. It had clearly told Jin Cancan that wealth and cultivation were linked. It was obvious that he could easily improve his strength without any effort, so why should he work so hard?

If you are worried about not having enough proficiency, there are corresponding props in the system store, and the wealth required is not much, so there is no need to practice so hard.

Her originally slender arms have become thicker and have muscles on them. Her previous fresh and lovely temperament is no longer there.

Jin Cancan dug some mushrooms and stole some green vegetables grown by the head of the Changsui Hall, then returned to the small kitchen contentedly.

The chef in the small kitchen is called Lao Tong. When he saw Jin Cancan coming, he immediately smiled so hard that his teeth could not be seen: "Xiaocan is here? Are you eating mushrooms today?"

Jin Cancan smiled at him and said, "Yes, I need to borrow your pot for a while."

Lao Tong is a mortal and does not take fasting pills. He is responsible for cooking for the new disciples. After three months, the new disciples can basically successfully transition from grains to fasting pills. After that, he is no longer responsible for their meals and only needs to cook his own portion.

Originally, Jin Cancan's coming to borrow the pot was against the rules, but when Jin Cancan was doing the task issued by the system, she gave Lao Tong a lot of benefits, and she was sweet-mouthed, so she quickly became familiar with him.

"It's the same as before, close the doors and windows tightly so the smell doesn't get out." Old Tong handed the pot to Jin Cancan and reminded her.

Jin Cancan took the pot and gave him a piece of fruit: "Don't worry."

He skillfully lit a fire and set up the pot, mixed the ingredients with all the flavors and added the amazing cooking skills, and a soup with green bubbles was ready.

Just as Jin Cancan picked up the spoon, the door was violently pushed open.

The man took the bowl from her hand without saying anything and said quickly: "I'm so thirsty, give me two sips first--"

Lin Yanqiu didn't even have time to taste the food before he was grimacing and staggering from the heat, with a strange gurgling sound coming from his throat.

"What's wrong? The golden yellow is not cooked yet. Why don't you put it in your mouth and fry it again?" Yan Qiyun, who followed closely, looked at Lin Yanqiu strangling his throat and twisting his tongue wildly, and asked sincerely.

"What's wrong with Second Brother?" Jiang Chao was a little worried when he saw Lin Yanqiu like this.

Sun Nongqiao poked his head into the room and said, "Your second brother is eating what's in the bowl and is afraid of what's in the pot."

Jin Cancan looked at the disciples who were crowded in the room and felt a little puzzled. Why did these people always come to her for no reason?

Out of politeness, Jin Cancan pointed to the pot that was still bubbling green: "Have you eaten? Do you want some too?"

Several disciples shook their heads in unison like rattles.

"It's hard to imagine how dark your life would be if you missed such a delicacy." Jin Cancan said with regret, he filled a bowl for himself, lowered his head and took a sip, paused, and looked at Lin Yanqiu solemnly: "Second Brother, you are hard to kill."

It really tastes bad, and has the flavor of Beijing bean juice.

Several people turned their eyes to Lin Yanqiu and found that something was wrong with him.

His face flushed, his eyes were wide open, and he clutched his throat tightly, as if he was choking.

"It's just a bowl of soup. No matter how bad it tastes, it shouldn't be so exaggerated." Sun Nongqiao said.

"Maybe he choked. I put mushrooms in the soup." Jin Cancan said, quickly put down the bowl and patted Lin Yanqiu on the back.

The mushrooms should have been cooked until they melted into the soup. Lin Yanqiu was so unlucky that he drank the mushroom residue at the first sip.

A few people reacted and surrounded him, slapping and pinching him, but it didn't have any effect.

"There's some kind of first aid method..." Jin Cancan racked her brains and thought, "It seems to be called the SpongeBob First Aid Method."

Lin Yanqiu was almost suffocating and could not wait for Jin Cancan to wake up. Although Yan Qiyun did not know any first aid, he knew a little bit of boxing and kicking. He threw thirteen punches in one second without any skill, all relying on emotion. In order to stay alive, Lin Yanqiu desperately spit out the mushroom.