My ancestors were spiritual plant growers, so it's not surprising that I hunt demons every day,

After dinner, Cui Ying greeted her family and then went to the herb garden in the backyard.

For her now, the most important thing is naturally to reach the late stage of Qi Refining.

Under the cover of night, she took out the materials and began to refine the Xuanling Pills using whatever materials were available. Three days later, at dawn, the first batch of Xuanling Pills was successfully refined.

"Although the success rate of pill formation is only 50%, it is enough for me to break through."

After placing the five snow-white pills into the porcelain bottle, Cui Ying felt utterly exhausted. It turned out that to ensure the refining process went smoothly, she had stayed here for the past three days, even eating and sleeping there.

"Phew~ I think I'll go back to sleep."

After cleaning the alchemy furnace and storing it in her storage bag, she returned to her room and fell into a deep sleep. She slept until dusk, when she was awakened by the sounds of voices outside.

What happened in the village?

Cui Ying got up and went to the main room, where she saw that apart from her second sister who was cultivating in her own room, the rest of the family members were gathered in the main room talking.

"Oh, Third Sister, you're up. Come and sit down, I'll get you some rice."

Seeing Cui Ying enter with light, graceful steps, Yang Qimei, who was sitting in the room, immediately stood up and went to the kitchen. Hearing Cui Ying's question, Cui Zhengming, who was sitting at the head of the table, sighed and said:

"What else could have happened? Someone died in the village. Remember Lin Sanxiu from the village? The one who was on good terms with Dad and even gave you spirit fruits when you were little. Just a few days ago, he was telling me that his family had a bumper harvest of spirit rice and that they would have a good New Year. Who knew that in the afternoon, his whole family would be found dead in their house. The blood all over the yard almost dyed the pond red."

"Sigh~ It must be a rogue cultivator. I heard from Sister Zeng and the others that the Lin family's place was ransacked, and even the spirit rice that was piled up in the warehouse and hadn't been sold yet had disappeared. Speaking of which, every year around this time, countless rogue cultivators in the village suffer."

Just as Cui Zhengming was sighing, Wang Rong thought of her own home again: "Although we have now set up a magic array, everyone should be more vigilant when sleeping at night, lest we capsize in a ditch."

"You don't need to tell me, I know what I'm doing."

Cui Zhengming took a puff of his glass cigarette, exhaled a smoke ring, and nodded. But just then, as if suddenly remembering something, he looked at Wang Rong and asked:

“My dear wife, if I remember correctly, Brother Lin is at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and his wife is at the fourth level. If someone from such a family has been harmed, then the strength of that Tribulation Cultivator must be extraordinary. Father and Mother have been staying at home for most of the year, and they are not well-informed. Do you think we should inform them?”

"Oh dear, why didn't you remind me sooner!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Rong's expression changed, and she immediately got up to leave. Cui Ying, who had already figured out what had happened, put down her chopsticks and stood up, saying:

"Mother, let me go with you."

"Row."

It was already late, but Wang Rong didn't refuse and followed Cui Ying out the door. As they approached the Wang family compound, they saw a thin figure standing outside the gate, his cloudy eyes scanning the surroundings.

"Grandpa!"

Only after hearing Cui Ying's call did Wang Yue breathe a sigh of relief and look over.

When he saw that it was Wang Rong and her daughter coming hand in hand, a hint of excitement finally appeared on his bark-like face: "It's Rong'er and Aying! What brings you here?"

"Dad, what are you doing standing outside so late at night?"

Wang Rong rushed over and instinctively reached out to help Wang Yue.

"It's nothing~ I slept too much during the day, so I couldn't sleep at night and came out for a walk."

Wang Yue withdrew his divine sense, smiled, and turned to look at Cui Ying, saying, "My dear Ying, you haven't been here for many days. Your maternal grandmother has been talking about you."

Cui Ying was taken aback, not expecting her great-grandmother to still remember her. She quickly said, "Grandfather, I went out on a small mission a while ago and have been busy hunting demons since I got back. I'll come to see you often from now on."

"you do not say."

Wang Rong, who was standing next to Wang Yue, had already taken his arm. Hearing this, she smiled and continued, "Don't even mention that San Ya is so busy that you can't see her all day long. Even Cui Zhengming and I are so busy that we don't have a moment to spare. We just went to the city a few days ago to sell spirit rice, and San Ya also bought the Dragon Horse Cloud Roller Coaster and two other magical artifacts~"

Hearing Wang Rong's slightly smug voice, the grandfather didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at the mother and daughter.

After Wang Rong finished speaking, he smiled and nodded, praising, "That's right, the bloodline of my Wang family is indeed capable and competent."

"It really is my Rong'er who has returned."

At this moment, Meng Tingjun, who sensed the presence of Wang Rong and Cui Ying, also came out of the courtyard with the help of two servants: "Oh dear, come in quickly, let your mother take a good look at you."

"Mother, please go in and keep Grandpa and the others company. I have something to do."

Cui Ying recalled how her maternal grandfather had been outside alone just now, clearly using his divine sense to detect danger. With that in mind, she gave Wang Rong a look, signaling them to go inside first.

"Okay, I'll wait for you inside."

After her mother followed her maternal grandparents into the house, Cui Ying thoughtfully surveyed the entire courtyard.

Meanwhile, in the Wang family's main hall, Wang Rong sat between her parents, chatting idly with a smile on her face. The topic of their conversation was, naturally, the events that had transpired in the Cui family over the past few days and their future plans.

"So, does that mean Ah Ying can get engaged to that Gu family boy soon?"

"Pretty much. It was Madam Gu who said she wanted three magical artifacts. Now that our third daughter has bought them, the Gu family can't go back on their word, can they?"

"How could that be! My dear Ying is so amazing, which young prodigy wouldn't be worthy of her? If Madam Liu (Gu Shiyin's mother) dares to go back on her word, the Gu family will be the ones who suffer. With Gu Qinghong's personality, he would never do something so short-sighted and offensive."

Wang Yue had dealt with Gu Qinghong in his earlier years and knew his character, which is why he spoke with a smile and certainty.

Meanwhile, Meng Tingjun reached out and grasped Wang Rong's hands, saying with emotion, "Rong'er, we can forgive us for not being able to attend Cong'er's wedding, but when A-Ying gets married, you must invite us two old folks to have a drink at her wedding!"

"Of course I'll invite you."

Before Wang Rong could speak, Cui Ying, who had noticed nothing unusual outside, walked in. Upon hearing this, she smiled slightly and said, "On the day we get married after building our new house, we will not only invite my maternal grandparents to the wedding banquet, but we will also have you two sit in the main hall to receive our kowtows."

"Haha~ Ah Ying, if you say that, your grandmother will have to take it seriously."

After Zeng Tingjun finished speaking with a smile, just as she was about to say something more, she saw a flash of inspiration outside the courtyard, followed by an exclamation:

"My goodness! Where did such a huge demon dog come from?!"