Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe was concentrating on flipping the lamb skewers in his hand, secretly sighing in his heart: This innate spiritual beast is really unique, it is so difficult to roast it!

At this moment, Yang Xiaochan came over and said, "Shanhe, where did you get so many contribution points to buy spiritual fruits? Did you exchange all your Qi Refining Pills for contribution points?"

Zhao Shanhe couldn't help laughing when he heard this and replied, "Aunt, do you think I'm that stupid? These spiritual fruits were all exchanged for by that little fat guy. Oh, and what are my uncle and that big fat guy talking about over there? They seem to be arguing."

Yang Xiaochan glared at him and corrected him, "What big fat guy? That's Mingyue's father, named Tantai Fengdu. Don't give him a random nickname, it's easy to offend people. He is the law enforcement elder of the inner sect and a powerful figure in the sect."

Zhao Shanhe stuck out his tongue to show he understood. Then, he asked curiously, "Aunt, what's the name of that beautiful lady? I see you have a very close relationship with her."

Yang Xiaochan explained with a smile, "That's my senior sister Xiao Mei'er. She was originally going to marry your uncle, but there wasn't much affection between them. Later, my senior sister fell in love with Tan Tai Feng Du. That fat guy is very jealous and likes to cause trouble for your uncle. Shanhe, should the spiritual food you made be okay?"

Zhao Shanhe nodded confidently and said, "Theoretically, there should be no problem. I didn't expect Tan Tai Ming Zhu to invite the headmaster here. It shouldn't be a big deal, just diarrhea at most. Aunt, you didn't come here just to ask me about the spiritual fruit, did you?"

Yang Xiaochan said, "Mingyue wants to eat candied haws, but she's too embarrassed to tell her. If you have any, give her some."

Zhao Shanhe took out a handful of candied haws from his storage bag. The ingredients used for these candied haws were all provided by Tan Tai Mingzhu, so he naturally wouldn't be stingy, especially since his aunt had asked for it.

Yang Xiaochan took the candied haws and brought them back to share with everyone. Seeing this, Xiao Meir couldn't help but sigh, "Junior Sister, you're too doting on your nephew! So many precious spiritual fruits must have cost a lot of contribution points."

"Senior Sister, Yulong and I each gave Shanhe a bottle of Qi Refining Pill as a gift, and no other resources. These spiritual fruits were actually exchanged for your precious son."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Mei'er immediately became confused and asked, "Did Bao'er exchange it? Where did he get so many contribution points? I must ask him about this matter."

Tantai Mingzhu was enjoying a delicious candied haws with gusto, unaware of the impending danger. Suddenly, he noticed his mother approaching with a gloomy expression, and hurriedly moved toward his grandfather. As for his father, a henpecked husband, he was just his mother's yes-man at home, offering no protection.

"Grandpa, please try this wine candied haws. It has a rich wine aroma. Your grandson prepared it especially for you."

The head of the Qingniu Sect took it and began to eat. He praised, "Bao'er, you are so thoughtful. Grandpa's love for you is not in vain."

Xiao Mei'er saw her son hiding beside his grandfather and didn't know how to speak. The head of the Qingniu Sect said, "Mei'er, Bao'er's contribution points were given by me."

"Master, you will spoil him like this."

"Bao'er doesn't have good spiritual roots, so it's hard for him to achieve anything. I hope he can live happily every day. A few small contributions are nothing."

"Mei'er knows."

Tan Tai Ming Zhu said dejectedly, "Grandpa, do I disappoint you?"

"Spiritual roots are determined by fate, no one can be blamed. Zhao Shanhe, that kid, has five spiritual roots and still lives a comfortable life. Grandpa hopes you live well every day."

"Grandpa, I will work hard."

"Okay, Zhao Shanhe is calling, let's go over there."

There's nothing in the world that can't be solved with a barbecue. If there is, then two barbecues are enough. Although it's a bit exaggerated, the way everyone present eats looks like they haven't eaten anything good.

Zhao Shanhe came before the head of the Qingniu Sect and said, "Grandpa Tantai, please give me your opinion on the barbecue I made."

The head of the Qingniu Sect didn't want to reveal his identity. He admired Zhao Shanhe's way of addressing him and jokingly said, "You call me Grandpa, and your uncle also calls me Grandpa. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"Master, you look so young. Calling you grandpa feels old. Tan Tai Yuzhu and I are sworn brothers, so I'll follow his lead."

"In that case, I will accept you as my grandson! Here is a copy of the 'Spiritual Cooking Manual', which I will give to you."

"Thank you for your generous gift, Grandpa! I will study this book carefully. When I learn enough, I will definitely cook a delicious meal to honor you."

"Shanhe, I'm waiting for your exquisite delicacies. The food you bake tastes great, but the spiritual energy contained in the ingredients has been lost in large quantities, which is a bit of a flaw. You know, real spiritual food is as effective as elixirs."

"Grandson has learned his lesson. It must be because the baking time was too long."

"You are a teachable young man. You are indeed a good candidate to learn the art of spiritual cooking! The string of spiritual wine candied haws you made is unique and of very high quality."

"Thank you for the compliment, Grandpa. I only made one skewer this time because I didn't have much material. I'll brew some fine wine for you later."

"I'm waiting for your wine. Oh, and bring me some lamb skewers."

"Grandson will get it right away."

The leader of the Qingniu Sect looked at Zhao Shanhe's back and sighed in his heart: This boy is not only talented, but also has an extraordinary character and a shameless spirit. If his spiritual roots were better, he would be a perfect match for Mingyue. What a pity, what a shame.

The Fiery Lamb that Tantai Mingzhu had acquired was indeed quite large. Zhao Shanhe carried a leg of lamb to feed the blue ox at the gate, and surprisingly, it actually ate it, still seeming to be unsatisfied. His uncle's mount, the Blue Luan, was as docile as a quail, staying at a distance, staring eagerly at the roasted lamb leg, probably due to its level of suppression.

After Zhao Shanhe finished feeding the blue ox, he took some mutton skewers to feed. The blue ox mooed, and only then did Qingluan dare to eat, apparently agreeing.

Night falls quietly, and the barbecue party comes to an end. However, for Zhao Shanhe, the real adventure has just begun - he is about to embark on his own treasure hunt!

Zhao Shanhe quickly walked towards the courtyard gate and carefully placed the glowing orange dung into the spiritual field. This was the first time he had ever obtained something orange. The leader of the Qingniu Sect had two orange-colored items on his person, but unfortunately, he could only admire them with his eyes. As expected, Qingluan had also pooped, so naturally, he couldn't let it go.

After clearing the courtyard gate, Zhao Shanhe, lantern in hand, walked with determined steps toward the toilet. This was another treasure trove. What was in the toilet? The answer, of course, was feces. Five piles of feces glowed in the pit, four of them red, and one glowed orange.

Looking at the scene before him, Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but mutter to himself, "This Qingniu Sect's leader is really a bit hypocritical! He speaks ill of roasted lamb, but in the end, he still eats too much."

After planting things in the spiritual fields several times, Zhao Shanhe had figured out a pattern. Animal feces were more suitable for growing spiritual herbs, often yielding unexpected rewards. Human feces were more suitable for cultivating secret techniques and could yield a lot of experience points, such as the magic manual.