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

When Cui Ying led Cui Yue back to the west boudoir, and they redid their makeup and returned to the main room, Cui Lin glanced at them but didn't say anything.

The mahogany eight-person table was just the right size to accommodate their family of eight.

Cui Yue buried her head in the large bowl, occasionally raising it to glance at the plate of yellow and green scrambled eggs in the center of the octagonal table with her big, round eyes.

Foods rich in spiritual energy are too expensive, so most independent cultivators eat ordinary food without spiritual energy to fill their stomachs.

If it weren't for the fact that long-term consumption of mortal substances would produce an impurity in a cultivator's body, thus hindering their cultivation and even preventing them from having offspring with spiritual bones, Wang Shi wouldn't have been willing to use these expensive spiritual eggs for cooking.

Therefore, the fragrant spirit eggs on the table seem especially precious.

The Cui family did raise about ten spirit chickens in their backyard, but those were treasures that Wang kept to exchange for spirit stones. Even the spirit eggs weren't something they could eat every day.

As is customary, Cui Zhengming was the first person qualified to use chopsticks. As soon as he extended his slender bamboo chopsticks, he immediately attracted the attention of the whole family.

Without hesitation, Cui Zhengming picked up a large clump of scrambled eggs and placed it directly into his youngest son Cui Yan's bowl, saying with a smile:

"My dear Xiao Wu, it's all yours."

Seeing this, Cui Ying immediately reached out with her chopsticks, picked up more than half of the scrambled eggs and put them back into her father's bowl, then casually patted Cui Yan on the head:

"Father is old and his cultivation is low. We younger ones in the family are also weak and insignificant. From now on, we will all rely on Father to support the family. Father should eat this spirit egg."

“Hmm…Hmm!”

Cui Yan, with her chubby little face, nodded as if she understood but not quite.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough"

Cui Zhengming had intended to insist, but upon hearing Cui Ying's words, he suddenly realized that he had indeed aged considerably recently. He coughed a few times, and soon a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Cui Lin and Cui Yue secretly swallowed as they looked at the scrambled eggs in Cui Yan's bowl. When they looked away, they found that their own bowls also had several tempting scrambled eggs. Not only that, but Cui Cong and Yang Shi's bowls also had the same.

"Three sisters!"

"Third sister?"

The Cui family members all looked up at Cui Ying with different expressions.

“The spirit egg is indeed precious, but everyone in our family has their own responsibilities and works very hard every day. No one can afford to fall down.”

"Moreover, only by taking good care of one's health can one become an immortal."

Cui Ying chewed on the bland vegetables and drank the spirit rice porridge mixed with ordinary rice. After speaking, she ignored the reactions of others and focused on eating.

In fact, as long as they break through to the late stage of Qi Refining and enter the Foundation Establishment stage as soon as possible, they will no longer be bound by the constraints of grains and cereals, thus unlocking the ability to abstain from grains.

However, half of the family members are ordinary people who are unable to cultivate Qi or have just begun to cultivate Qi, so it is extremely difficult for them to abstain from grains.

Of course, besides raising one's spiritual level to avoid cravings, there is also the method of taking fasting pills.

Even the lowest-grade fasting pills are a huge sum of money for the Cui family now.

At the very least, it's not something their current family can afford.

What's more, the family now only has five brick rooms, but they are crammed with eight people.

Forget about having a private cultivation room; even just having a little bit of spiritual meat in one's daily meals is a source of great joy.

Such poverty stirred up a long-forgotten sense of embarrassment in her heart.

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That night, the moonlight was bright and clear.

Cui Ying was in a state of utter confusion and unable to enter a meditative state, so she simply lay down on the bed and began to think carefully.

In her previous life, she lived to be 245 years old, enduring all the hardships of the world, before finally succeeding in establishing her foundation and forming her core through some fortuitous circumstances. In this life, she possesses many wonderful cultivation methods, which will surely save her from many detours.

But now that she has little influence, she naturally cannot easily reveal the secrets of immortal cultivation to others, lest she bring disaster upon her family, and she also be unable to explain it to them.

Having been given a second chance at life, all she wants is a peaceful and ordinary life.

I never want to be that ruthless, infamous female demon from my past life again.

"Forget it, at worst I'll become a spirit plant grower like my father. With my experience from my previous life and this skill, I should be more than able to support my family."

Unfortunately, in her previous life, she had risked her life countless times to obtain the treasure in that mysterious cave, but before she could examine it closely, she was betrayed by someone she trusted.

"That's right, the jade gourd!"

The fact of her rebirth was truly bizarre. Even though her cultivation in her previous life was only one step away from the Nascent Soul stage, she was still somewhat bewildered.

In addition, so much had happened today that it was only now that Cui Ying remembered that she had a jade gourd of unknown origin hidden in her bosom.

The gourd is made of jade, and its entire body is emerald green. The gourd's mouth is thin and long, like two stacked spheres, exquisite and delicate.

"This gourd looks so familiar!"

Cui Ying narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling that this small jade gourd seemed familiar.

By the bright, flawless moonlight by the window, Cui Ying could clearly see that the entire jade gourd was inlaid with lifelike dark green leaf-shaped patterns, surrounded by a faint green light.

"A mysterious cave!"

If she remembered correctly, this was the jade gourd from the mysterious cave.

It was precisely because of this mysterious jade gourd that she was ambushed and lost her life in the Golden Light Secret Realm.

However, she wasn't concerned about why the jade gourd had been reborn with her; she was more curious about the purpose of this mysterious jade gourd from the mysterious cave.

Under the moonlight, the jade gourd slowly absorbed the moon's essence, eerily quiet.

Cui Ying observed quietly for a moment, then gently shook the gourd, and a crisp knocking sound rang in her ears.

She quickly uncorked the bottle, and sure enough, there was liquid inside.

"A spiritual elixir?"

"It's a bit troublesome."

Having been given a second chance at life, she certainly wouldn't risk her life.

It was already late at night, and the Cui family members, who had been cultivating for half the night, were already fast asleep.

Cui Yue, who shared the bed with her, turned over, closed her eyes, and groped the empty blankets haphazardly, mumbling sleepily:

"Third sister, where are you going?"

"Go to the outhouse."

Cui Ying patted Cui Yue on the back, gave a casual reply, and then saw her turn over and fall asleep again.

In the vast darkness of night, the only sounds in the air besides Cui Yue's faint breathing were the piercing chirping of insects and birds.

With a slight thought, Cui Ying pushed open the wooden window and jumped out.

She went straight to the backyard, grabbed a dozing spirit chicken, held its lifeline, and made her way to the edge of her own spirit field.

Before it could cry out in alarm, I fed it a drop of spiritual liquid and then stared at it without blinking.

"Bang" sound.

The spirit chicken, which had been struggling haphazardly just moments before, exploded instantly, scalding hot blood splattering all over Cui Ying's body and face.

"Could it be that this spirit chicken was of too low a grade to absorb the spirit liquid, which led to its self-destruction?"

In her previous life, she would have had plenty of ways to put things into practice, but now that her cultivation is shallow, she is even more constrained in her actions.

She stood frozen in place for a moment, her expression shifting between anger and uncertainty, before suddenly lifting her foot and walking towards the pine-covered cliff not far away.

When she came out of the mountain, she had two more Spirit Snow Rabbits at the first level of Qi Refining.

However, her slender body was covered with several wounds and mottled, congealed bloodstains, making her look quite disheveled.

A moment later, she fed the diluted spiritual liquid into the mouths of the two spirit snow rabbits, and two more deafening explosions rang out again from the empty spirit field.

Cui Ying's face darkened: There wasn't much spiritual liquid in the gourd to begin with, and three drops had already been wasted tonight. She didn't know if she could make up for it tomorrow.

However, since this spiritual liquid is not suitable for spirit birds and demonic beasts, we can only try using spiritual plants instead.

Thinking about it, Cui Ying simply took a drop and poured it into her own spiritual field.

Then, without blinking, he noticed that the spiritual field that had absorbed the drop of spiritual liquid suddenly burst out with a layer of blue light, and hundreds of spiritual rice plants around him grew at a visible speed, which took quite a while to stop.

Based on Cui Ying's experience, it's easy to see that these spirit rice plants are just one step away from maturity.

Without this drop of spiritual liquid, it would take at least two more months of careful nurturing by the spiritual plant grower before these spiritual rice could be harvested.

"I see~ I just don't know if this spiritual liquid only works on spiritual rice, or if it works on all spiritual plants."

She looked at the nearly full ears of spirit rice, and the smile on her face gradually faded:

"I wonder if the spiritual liquid will regenerate tomorrow. If there are only ten drops, it won't be of much use to me. If it can continue to produce spiritual liquid, it will undoubtedly be a great opportunity for me."

After Cui Ying finished speaking, she pondered for a moment and decided to drip blood onto the object to bind it to its owner.

Soon, the jade gourd emitted a faint, clear light and disappeared from Cui Ying's palm. Immediately afterward, a message came from the darkness: this jade gourd was called the Taiyi Golden Crystal Gourd, which could gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into spiritual liquid, promoting the growth of all things. The more abundant the external spiritual energy, the better the effect of the accumulated spiritual liquid.

Cui Ying smiled to herself, thinking that in this second life, she had been overly cautious and wasted some energy.

As soon as the first rooster crowed in the village, Cui Ying quickly cleaned up the scene, took off her blood-stained outer garment, burned it, and turned to walk back.