The Emperor of Zongmen Workers is here

During the summer solstice, the sun blazed brightly, and all things reached their peak growth. Within the Wuliang Sect, the disciples were busy cultivating, studying, refining elixirs, and refining weapons, each striving to improve their own cultivation.

Inside the library, towering ancient wooden bookshelves filled with a wide variety of ancient books and scrolls. Jiang Qingwu sat at an old wooden table, holding a yellowed tome of talismans. Her eyes moved intently across the pages, nodding occasionally as if comprehending something.

Her pen danced across the yellow paper, drawing intricate runes. As she infused it with spiritual energy, a faint glow gradually emanated from the paper. Jiang Qingwu's brows alternated between furrowing and relaxing as she practiced with utter concentration. Every failure only made her focus more intent on finding the error.

"Can we add some innovations?" Jiang Qingwu tried to change some details according to her needs during practice, and then tested the effect, "Huh! It actually succeeded in the direction I expected." However, this kind of stacking of talismans would consume more spiritual consciousness. Now that she had just established her foundation, her spiritual consciousness was only as big as a small fish pond, which was not enough at all. It was still too small.

"If I keep expending my spiritual energy, will it improve? That's how you practice the Galaxy Escape Technique!" She continued drawing the plus version of the Spirit Gathering Talisman. After drawing thirty, her spiritual energy was completely exhausted. Jiang Qingwu didn't take any spiritual pills, but simply lay there waiting for her spiritual altar to slowly recover, while her mind was composing plus versions of various talismans...

I'll try to see if the tracking talisman can also function as a teleportation talisman! That way, whenever I cast a tracking talisman, I can teleport to the person and bring them to justice! So convenient! So convenient! And there's also the communication talisman. With it, I can directly repeat my thoughts to others, so they don't have to worry about the characters displayed in the air being seen by others!

If Li Qingtong and He Yihuan heard her idea, they would exclaim in surprise. These old monsters who had been around for hundreds of years didn't dare to think like that.

Time slipped away quietly amidst her concentration. The summer sun shone through the window lattice onto her desk, falling on her tender and focused face. Her consciousness cycled through emptiness, meditation, recovery, and then continued emptiness again...

Atop Yaofeng Peak, a simple and solemn alchemy room stood. The room was filled with a rich medicinal aroma, seemingly enveloping the entire mountain. In this mysterious place, Lin Muci stood quietly before the enormous alchemy furnace.

She was dressed in a plain long gown, her figure graceful, like a fairy descending from the earth. In her hand, she held a crystal-clear jade fan, as exquisite and beautiful as a work of art, emitting a faint spiritual aura. She gently waved the fan, her movements skillful and graceful, each stroke like a fluttering butterfly, precisely controlling the burning of the furnace.

At this moment, Lin Muci's eyes shone with an intense concentration, as if she were completely immersed in the world of alchemy. She stared intently at the blazing flames within the furnace, carefully observing the changes in the heat, and skillfully adjusted the temperature with the jade fan in her hand to ensure the successful refining of the elixir.

Lin Muci gradually felt a wave of fatigue from the prolonged concentration and exhaustion. Suddenly, her body radiated a dazzling light, instantly transforming into a nimble and adorable spirit cat. Her eyes revealed intelligence and cunning. She formed a magic spell, creating a clone of herself to watch over the alchemy furnace. With lightning-fast movements, she leaped lightly to a large tree outside the alchemy room.

The civet cat didn't stop after landing, but was drawn to the chirping cicada in the tree. Its large, round eyes, brimming with cunning, fixed their gaze on its target. Then, cautiously extending its sharp claws, it flicked the cicada, unsuspectingly, into its grasp.

After catching the cicada, the spirit cat appeared incredibly excited and began to play with it. It used its delicate claws to pat and tease the cicada, sometimes leaping high, sometimes turning quickly, thoroughly enjoying this leisurely moment of respite from its busy schedule. At this moment, Lin Muci had completely forgotten the fatigue of alchemy, and he continued to cultivate while teasing the spirit cicada.

When Zhongli Xiu came to give her the new silver needles he had asked her to refine last time, he saw the following scene:

Sunlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves, casting patches of light and shadow on the ground. Lin Muci lay quietly in the shade, enjoying this rare tranquility and coolness. However, the tireless cicada beside him kept chirping...

Lin Muci's tail swayed softly, involuntarily, as the cicada chirped. As if they had some kind of tacit understanding, if the cicada paused for a moment, Lin Muci would gently poke it with her claws, and the cicada would immediately resume its "joyful" singing. Her own tail, as if in tune with this unique concert, swayed rhythmically, reminiscent of an audience enjoying an opera performance.

At that moment, a voice, somewhat feigning anger, suddenly rang out: "Lin Muci! You're preying on other creatures again!" It was Zhong Li Xiu approaching. He stared in disbelief at the man preying on the cicada. The cicada nearby, as if sensing its savior, quickly fled from Lin Muci's clutches. Lin Muci glanced at it indifferently and ignored it.

Facing Zhongli Xiu's accusation, Lin Muci responded lazily: "What do you know! This is a way of cultivation. What are you doing here?" After saying that, he stretched his body and slowly turned into a human form.

Zhongli Xiu shook his head helplessly and said unhappily: "Lin Muci, can you please remember? Who was it last time that asked me to help refine a pair of silver needles?" As he spoke, he glanced at her fiercely out of the corner of his eye.

Hearing this, Lin Muci clapped his hands as if waking up from a dream, and shouted excitedly: "Oh oh oh, I remember! Yes, yes, give it to me." As he spoke, he couldn't wait to stretch out his hands to Zhong Li Xiu.

"Tsk." Although he was not satisfied with Lin Muci's attitude, he still obediently placed the refined silver needles in Lin Muci's hands, silently telling himself that even his own master couldn't bear to say anything about his dear senior sister, let alone this "picked up" one...

"Not bad, Junior Brother, your weapon refining has improved again!" Lin Muci pulled out a silver needle and examined it carefully in the sunlight. The silver needle shone with a silver-blue luster in the sunlight. "What did you add?"

"It's the dragon horn I replaced. It can be used now, not bad, right?" Zhongli Xiu said with a smile.

"That's right. Do you dragons know that you are such a spendthrift?" Lin Muci said with a smile.

"Tsk, I don't like to hear that. How can it be considered a waste if we make the best use of things?" Zhongli Xiu corrected her wording.

"You are right." Lin Muci stopped hesitating and put the silver needle into his Qiankun Ring. After all, he had given him many good things, so he didn't care about this silver needle made from his dragon horn.

A burst of fragrance emanated from the alchemy furnace, interrupting their conversation. Lin Muci then realized that the elixir was almost ready. He ignored Zhong Lixiu and quickly returned to the alchemy room. He collected his clones, put the finishing touches on his own furnace, and casually handed a bottle to Zhong Lixiu.

"Thank you, senior sister." Zhongli Xiu chuckled.

"Tsk..." Lin Muci said impatiently at Zhongli Xiu's nonchalant look.

In the Wuliang Sect's weapon refining hall, flames were blazing.

Feng Ci, under the guidance of Master Chenbai, is trying to master the spiritual fire.

The spiritual fire he controlled became erratic, and his own aura gradually became unstable...

"The energy must be sufficient, steady, and precise. Control the supply of spiritual power to your spiritual platform before practicing." Shi Chenbai gave instructions when he saw that Feng Ci's breath was unstable.

"Yes, uncle-master." Feng Ci controlled his spiritual platform according to what Master Chenbai said, strengthening his control over his spiritual power.

His hands formed complex hand seals, and the spiritual fire gradually became stable and hot under his efforts to control it.

"There's progress, but it's still not enough. Keep practicing." Shi Chenbai saw some progress but still made strict demands.

Shi Chenbai stood by, his eyes stern, constantly directing Feng Ci's movements. He knew that refining weapons required not only the control of spiritual fire, but also a deep understanding of the materials and the precise depiction of the magic array.

Beads of sweat gradually seeped down Feng Ci's forehead, but he never slacked off. With his efforts, each artifact gradually took shape. Although it wasn't perfect yet, each attempt made his technique more sophisticated, and he also gained a deeper understanding of Second Master's pursuit of excellence.

"That's right, keep practicing until sunset, then go for dinner." Shi Chenbai left this sentence and went about his own business. When Feng Ci came to his senses, he only saw a piece of silver-white clothing left by his beloved second uncle.

In the music room, the sound of the piano is melodious.

Feng Jingchen sat in front of a zither, his fingers dancing on the strings, producing beautiful melodies. As the music changed, the snake pets beside him began to dance to the rhythm, their movements graceful and powerful.

Feng Jingchen's animal control technique was perfectly combined with music. He used music to direct every movement of his pet snake. Under his command, the pet snake sometimes circled and sometimes attacked, showing amazing fighting skills.

As the training progressed, Feng Jingchen and his pet snake developed a deeper and deeper understanding, and their cooperation became increasingly perfect. The combination of music and animal control made his fighting style full of art and even more unpredictable.

"It actually works." Feng Jingchen said happily.

"Well done." A steady voice echoed, and Shi An, dressed in a blue shirt, appeared before Feng Jingchen. "The integration of sound cultivation and beast control has been mentioned in ancient texts. I never thought you'd actually achieve such success. You could continue to explore this area and refine your technique."

"Thank you, uncle master. I will continue to work hard." Feng Jingchen said humbly.

"If you have any questions or difficulties with beast taming techniques, you can come to me. If there are no answers in ancient books about sound cultivation, you can also ask your uncle Lin. Now you have also mastered the essence of her sound cultivation skills, but she still has a better understanding from experience."

"Disciple, thank you for your teachings, uncle." Feng Jingchen bowed and said loudly.

The clear and pleasant voice made Shi An, who didn't particularly enjoy communicating with others, also enjoy listening to him. This great nephew was, after all, a role model for a hundred generations of disciples, and his personality was very much to his liking. Shi An stopped disturbing his practice and continued to tend to the injured spirit beasts on Beast Peak.

Sishanlou.

Pei Yi recalled the sour plum soup recipe Jiang Qingwu had mentioned earlier. After several rounds of trial and error, he finally managed to create the flavor his junior sister had described: refreshing and invigorating, with a perfect blend of sourness and sweetness. Delighted, he immediately set to work, but worried that the first pot might not be enough, he quickly prepared another without hesitation.

While waiting, Pei Yi worked tirelessly, following the instructions given by his junior sister, meticulously preparing taro balls, mango pudding, and sago pudding. Afterward, he even brewed a pot of rich, mellow milk, the essence of the sweet soup his junior sister had mentioned.

"I'm not sure what the milk I asked Senior Brother to bring back tastes like. It smelled pretty bland before it was boiled," Pei Yi muttered. "Oh, yes, Junior Sister did say I needed to add a little sugar." As he spoke, he added the appropriate amount of sugar to the milk, enduring the subtle, fishy smell typical of raw milk, carefully testing the sweetness. Only when he felt the sweetness was roughly right did he begin heating it.

Meanwhile, Pei Yi used his powerful spiritual power to precisely control the spiritual fire used to simmer the sour plum soup and milk. Within a quarter of an hour, tiny bubbles began to rise from the pot. He immediately extinguished the spiritual fire and tasted the soup himself. "Hmm! I didn't expect it to taste so wonderful!" He then took another sip of the sour plum soup and nodded with satisfaction. "Hmm~ The sweetness of this sour plum soup is also perfect."

After confirming that the sweetness of both was just right, Pei Yi took out the ice-controlling talisman left by his junior sister, injected spiritual energy into it, and immediately enveloped the sour plum soup and sugar water with cold air. Both instantly became icy and pleasant. Then he took out his sect token and immediately sent a message to his junior sister - "Junior sister, the summer solstice cooling tonic is out, come quickly!"

After sending a message to Jiang Qingwu, he sent a group message to everyone else: "The new summer solstice spiritual food has been developed."

Library.

Jiang Qingwu, who was practicing his spiritual sense, received the sect order message from Pei Yi and exclaimed, "Huh? The summer solstice cooling tonic was developed by senior brother?! That's amazing!" Jiang Qingwu tidied up his desk and received the second message from senior brother Pei, "Hahaha, senior brother really took great pains for me to be the first person to taste it." He thanked senior brother in his heart and used the Star River Escape Technique to quickly flash to Sishan Building.

"I'm here! Senior Brother!" Is there anything more comfortable than drinking a sip of cool sugar water on a hot summer day?! Jiang Qingwu was indeed the first to arrive.

"Junior-Master! How could you be so selfish as to enjoy this delicious meal all by yourself?" Lin Muci agonized internally. He'd rushed to Sishanlou as fast as he could after receiving the news from Master-Master Pei. However, to his surprise, despite his Star River Escape Technique, he was still inferior to Jiang Qingwu. In just a few breaths, Jiang Qingwu had already downed two full bowls of sour plum soup and a bowl of taro balls and sago syrup!

At this time, Jiang Qingwu gently put down the empty bowl in his hand, smiled and said to Lin Muci: "Come on, Junior Brother Lin, you are actually quite fast. After all, you are the second one to arrive here!" Hearing this, Lin Muci couldn't help feeling a little helpless, but still walked quickly to the table and sat down.

"Uncle Master, I'm here! I'm strong and durable, so I'll test the poison for everyone first!" Just then, Zhongli Xiu rushed in. He had been excited to be the first to taste the delicious spiritual food, but when he saw Jiang Qingwu and Lin Muci already seated, he suddenly lost his temper, like a deflated ball...

Immediately afterwards, Feng Ci also ran over happily, shouting: "Uncle Master, Uncle Master! I'm here! Where is the spiritual food? Where is the spiritual food!" Faced with Feng Ci's anxious inquiries.

Pei Yi smiled and replied, "Don't worry, everyone will have a share." As he spoke, he began to pass the sour plum soup and sugar water to everyone in an orderly manner.

As everyone gradually took their seats, the feast of this new summer solstice spiritual food officially began. Everyone eagerly picked up their bowls and savored this unique delicacy. For a moment, exclamations of praise and laughter echoed, filling the entire Sishan Restaurant with a joyful and peaceful atmosphere.

There is no doubt that these new spiritual foods for the summer solstice have been highly recognized and loved by everyone.