He's a minor cannon fodder character who transmigrates into a novel and cultivates immortality,

Si Qing's eyes flickered for a moment, taking in Si Feng's malice, and a sense of wariness arose in his heart.

Si Feng's gaze fell on Si Qing, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes. Of all the people at the table, Si Qing was the only one she found somewhat pleasing to the eye.

Si Feng looked at Si Qing and said with a gentle smile, "How should I address this young master?"

"Is he Xiaofan's friend?"

"I am Xiao Fan's older sister, Si Feng, the eldest daughter of the Si family."

Upon hearing this, Si Qing put down the meat bun in her hand and swallowed the food in her mouth.

He said politely, "My name is Si Qing, and I greet you, Miss."

She paused, then added, "Si Qing is a big fan of Young Master Fan."

Upon hearing this, Si Feng exclaimed in surprise, "What did you say?"

"Are you a fan of Si Fan?"

Si Qing nodded calmly and said, "Yes."

Si Feng looked Si Qing up and down a few times with the same eyes one would give a fool, and immediately abandoned any thought of having a deep conversation with him.

Miss Si has never bothered to talk to clueless fools.

But sitting there doing nothing is also awkward.

Si Feng asked calmly, "Are they from the collateral branches who came to test their qualifications this year?"

Si Qing: "Yes."

"What kind of spiritual root do you have?" Si Feng asked casually.

Si Qing: "Fire Spirit Root".

Si Feng: "How many spiritual roots do you have?"

Si Qing: "Single spiritual root."

Si Feng: "......"

Si Feng glanced at Si Qing with a complicated expression, feeling somewhat disappointed in him.

"Such excellent talent, yet he's willing to be a fan of an ugly guy. He really has no taste," Si Feng thought to himself.

Seeing that Si Feng wasn't going to ask any more questions, Si Qing took another meat bun and started eating.

Seeing this, Xiao Xuan picked up a roasted spirit chicken leg and placed it in the other person's bowl.

Although Si Qing is a collateral branch of the Si family, the relationship is already quite distant. Her parents are both low-level cultivators who are focused on cultivation and rarely come home.

Si Qing has been taking care of herself since childhood, which has fostered her frugal nature.

People tend to save the best food for later and are reluctant to eat it.

The food on the table looked tempting, but he was a little embarrassed to pick up his chopsticks.

Xiao Xuan handed the other chicken leg from the 'Phoenix Spreading Wings' dish to Si Fan.

As for Aunt Wang, Xiao Xuan did not serve her any food. Instead, he poured her a cup of spiritual juice extracted from a second-grade Thousand Transformations Fragrant Spirit Fruit and used magic to hand it to her.

Aunt Wang wiped her hands on her clothes again and again, and after making sure they were clean, she reached out and grasped the jade cup that was floating in front of her. She was reserved and devout, and her face was full of surprise and flattery.

With a wide smile, he kept bowing and thanking her, saying, "Thank you, fairy, thank you, fairy."

Two large golden characters appeared in the air: "It's alright."

To avoid making Aunt Wang uncomfortable, Xiao Xuan looked away, ignoring the burning gaze fixed on him, and picked up a jade mushroom and put it in his mouth.

Sure enough, when Aunt Wang saw Xiao Xuan eating, she stopped thanking him and carefully took a sip from the jade cup in her hand.

The sweet aroma lingered on my lips and teeth, flowing down my throat and into my stomach, bringing a warm sensation to my whole body—it felt wonderful.

It was a delicious taste she had never experienced before, and a comfort she had never felt before.

Aunt Wang lowered her eyes, blinked away the stinging in them, and took small sips of her drink.

Yan Moyuan handed the jade cup to Xiao Xuan and teased, "May I ask if the fairy would also pour me a cup of spiritual juice?"

As soon as Yan Moyuan finished speaking, Si Fan handed the jade cup to Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Xuan: "..."

Xiao Xuan: "System, system, what's wrong with them?"

A cold, mechanical voice sounded, "Host 006, this issue is unrelated to the system task. Refusing to answer, thank you."

Xiao Xuan: "..."

At this moment, Xiao Xuan genuinely missed 006. Although the other party was a bit silly and unreliable, at least he could chat with him to relieve his boredom.

Unlike this substitute system, which is quite reliable and intelligent, it's just too aloof and nobody wants to talk to it.