The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Kongyue City, Banxiang Restaurant

Di Qi ordered the restaurant's signature dish, a pot of spiritual tea that cost one thousand low-grade spirit stones and one ounce. Meng Chun followed her instructions and went to the man to ask if there was a suitable house.

In the private room on the third floor of the restaurant, near the window, Di Qi was supporting her chin with one hand and playing with the empty teacup on the table with the other. If others saw her not cherishing this fine tea set, they would definitely feel distressed!

A set of high-quality tea sets that cost a hundred low-grade spirit stones seemed to be something she looked down upon.

The weather in the beginning of summer began to get hot, and the busy streets were full of vendors hawking their wares. Emperor Qian occasionally glanced at the busy streets below, only to see that some of the people passing by had their clothes wet with sweat.

The increasingly hot weather is already unbearable for ordinary people, and some are even preparing food to cool down. However, for monks with a foundation in cultivation, this little bit of heat is so severe that even ordinary spiritual energy protection cannot penetrate it.

When Meng Chun returned to the private room with the agreed-upon title deed, he was still clean and fresh. Emperor Zhao only took a glance at him and had a certain understanding of his cultivation foundation. A cultivator in the early stage of foundation building is only at the entry level in this world.

Meng Chun placed the house deed in front of Diqian, and sat aside and said to Diqian: "Senior, that guy and I have looked at three houses in total, and only this one meets your requirements.

I also took a look at the house. It's not big, but it's quiet and elegant. There's an old locust tree in the yard. It's budding now, so I'm sure it won't be long before it's full of flowers."

"Hmm." Di Qi took a sip of the spiritual tea on the table. The tea was not very fragrant and tasted bitter on the tip of her tongue. The spiritual power contained in it was equivalent to nothing to her. Di Qi frowned. Is this really worth a thousand gold?

At this time, Meng Chun took out the gold given by Emperor Xuan, placed it on the table, pushed it in front of Emperor Xuan, and said seriously: "This house cost a total of 1,500 taels of silver. These are the remaining money and the house title deed. Please keep them."

Dizaka put down the teacup with her slender white fingers, tapping them regularly on the table. She didn't even glance at the purse on the table, saying simply, "No need, you keep it."

Meng Chun listened to her unquestionable voice and had no choice but to take the things back silently.

At this moment, a bitter taste surged in Dizha's mouth. She frowned and stared at the teacup, which looked of the same color in her eyes, as if she wanted to stare through the teacup that cost a hundred gold coins.

Meng Chun noticed her movements and casually glanced at the clear-colored spiritual tea on the table. This must be a high-grade spiritual tea worth one ounce of one thousand low-grade spiritual stones, right?

Even when the family was not destroyed, the most talented disciple in the family could not drink such a good thing that was helpful for cultivation just because he wanted to.

Could it be that even the best-grade spiritual tea is not to her liking?

Could it be that...she likes to drink the finest spiritual tea?

However, it makes sense when you think about it. After all, she said that she only eats spiritual fruits.

Di Qi's spiritual sense is powerful, but she withdrew her spiritual sense after entering Kongyue City. The reason was that she didn't want to be discovered by the high-level cultivators in the city. After all, she didn't like trouble.

Meng Chun was a little thirsty. After getting Di Qi's consent with his eyes, he poured himself a cup and drank the spiritual tea in one gulp.

The slightly bitter taste of tea dissolves in the mouth, followed by rich spiritual energy entering the body's meridians through the mouth and finally converging into the dantian.

Just one bite made Meng Chun's already solid foundation even more solid. He even felt a hint of inspiration from it that would help him break through to the middle stage of foundation building. Unfortunately, it was fleeting and he failed to catch it.

Emperor Zhao didn't want to stay here any longer, so he got up and left.

Meng Chun also stood up and followed her. When they arrived at the house they had bought, Di Zhao was standing in the yard, looking at the construction of the yard.

The yard is not very big but it has all kinds of facilities. A six-foot-high wall surrounds the entire house. You can see the general structure of the house a few steps away from the main gate. The exterior is fresh and elegant.

On the right side of the courtyard is a pond, and there is a pavilion and waterside pavilion on the corridor connecting to the house. On the left side of the courtyard is a locust tree that is taller than the house, occupying one-third of the entire courtyard.

There was a green lawn under the locust tree. A round stone table with four stone benches was integrated into the small space. Emperor Qian took a look and thought that if a lounge chair was installed, it would be a good place to cool off.

Emperor Qian walked under the locust tree, waved his hand and conjured up a recliner, then released Feng Qian and Shu Shen Lian from the contract space. After the instrument and the beast came out, they transformed into human form, and Shu Shen Lian ran around the yard like crazy.

"Master, it's so beautiful here! Are we going to live here from now on?" A Shu walked around the yard and returned to Di Qie. He looked at the environment in the yard with surprise, his eyes full of unconcealable happiness.

"Master, I want to sleep on this locust tree. I want to build a nest on it with the best materials in the world!" Feng Qian fell in love with this locust tree at the first sight when he came out. The tree was taller than the house and had an excellent view.

Dizaka simply nodded slightly, his voice calm and without a trace of unnecessary emotion: "It's up to you."

This time the two little guys ran away happily, looking and touching things in the yard, and they were very happy.

Meng Chun stood there and looked at them quietly, looking so carefree, as if he had suddenly thought of something. His heart, which had been immersed in the joy of having a stable place to stay, suddenly calmed down.

He took a few steps forward and walked in front of Emperor Xuan. In his still childish voice, he said to Emperor Xuan, "Senior, I saw a mission hall built by the City Lord's Mansion on the street earlier. I want to take on some missions for Foundation Establishment cultivators..."

"It's up to you." Dizha walked to the recliner and sat down. With a flick of his fingertips, a plate of top-grade spiritual fruits and top-grade spiritual tea appeared on the stone table.

Meng Chun looked at the spiritual object on the table that was filled with unusually rich spiritual energy, and thought to himself that it seemed his previous thoughts were correct.

However, a strong person like the senior must be a favored child of heaven who has been carefully cultivated in the family. Although she looks only nineteen years old, this does not hinder her profound cultivation.

It’s no exaggeration to call such a strong person a senior!

Besides, she was older than a thirteen-year-old like him.

Meng Chun gave Diqian a junior's salute and said, "Then, Senior, I will go to the Mission Hall now to see if there are any suitable missions for me to take on and gain experience!"

Diqian raised his eyes and glanced at him, still saying the same thing as before, "It's up to you."

Meng Chun took out his sword and turned to leave.

Feng Qian and A Shu returned to her side at this time. Feng Qian looked at Meng Chun's back suspiciously. Thirteen's child was not tall yet, but one could already see some of his future calm and steady appearance.

"Master, won't something happen if you let the child go out like this?" Feng Qian couldn't help but ask.

Emperor Qian sneered, "I'm pain-free and unharmed, what could possibly happen?"

"That's right." Feng Qian stopped talking. He hadn't even found a place to live yet! Why would he care about what others were doing?

Ah Shu was just watching from the side. Compared to Feng who was tens of thousands of years old, he was just a little spirit who was only a thousand years old.

This was his first time to come into contact with the outside world. Although he was inevitably curious about things in the outside world, he did not quite understand what his master and Feng Qian said.

He felt that it was rare for someone as cold-hearted as his master to notice that the child was unharmed.

So he didn't understand why Feng Qian still asked his master this question.

Emperor Qian looked at Feng Qian who had transformed back into his original form and asked, "For you Phoenix clan, what age is considered an adult?"

At this time, Feng Qian was preparing to fly up to the locust tree to build his own nest. When he heard Di Qi's words, he stopped on the branch of the locust tree and scratched his head with his wings.

"For us, the Ancient Divine Phoenix clan, it takes ten thousand years from the moment we hatch to grow one year older, and a hundred thousand years to reach adulthood. However, if we include the years spent in the eggshell, the time is incalculable."

"Ancient Divine Phoenix? Do you still have any clansmen now?" Emperor Xu raised his eyebrows and asked.