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

"hiss."

Cui Ying's first reaction was that someone had poisoned her.

But soon, exhausted, she rubbed her temples and exhaled a heavy breath.

After rummaging through his storage bag in vain for any medicinal pills to treat the fever, he mustered his strength and turned to Cui Yue beside him, saying:

"Third sister can fix it."

Looking out the window, it was already bright outside, but a dark fog obscured the view.

Cui Ying first put on her clothes, then braved the rain to go to the main room to find a raincoat and a bamboo hat. After dressing properly, Cui Ying first laughed self-deprecatingly, realizing that she had now fallen so low that she couldn't even use her rain-avoidance spell.

But soon, she gathered her thoughts and began to think about what to put on the roof.

At this moment, Cui Zhengming, who had barely slept all night, silently entered the main room.

"Ahem, is the roof cracked?"

Cui Ying nodded and asked, "Father, is there anything else in the house that can keep out the rain?"

Cui Zhengming shook his head, sat down at the eight-immortal table in the main room, took out his pipe and tapped it:

"This is the first time your father has ever been woken up by a downpour in the house in all his years of life. Summer rain comes quickly and won't last long. Let's just make do for now, and I'll get someone to renovate our yard and roof after the rain stops."

After all that commotion, it turned out that the Gale Tiger had not only damaged her family's magic array and collapsed the courtyard wall, but had also caused considerable damage to the roof.

"Let's just make do for now."

Cui Ying shook her increasingly dizzy head, staggered back to the house, moved the bed to the corner, took off her raincoat and covered herself with it, then closed her eyes wearily.

"Third sister, hug me!"

Cui Ying curled up and grumbled as she snuggled into Cui Ying's arms.

"Go to sleep."

"You'll feel better after you wake up."

Cui Ying held the little girl in her arms and made a final decision before losing consciousness.

-

"Third girl, third girl"

After an unknown amount of time, Cui Ying was awakened again.

She had just opened her eyes when she saw her mother sitting by the bed with a bowl in her hand, looking at her with a worried expression.

"Third girl, get up and drink your medicine before you go back to sleep."

Cui Ying didn't say anything, but simply propped herself up and took the bowl, drinking it all in one gulp.

Wang Rong, who was by the bedside, took the empty bowl and touched her forehead, finding it alarmingly hot: "Third girl, should I go and ask Fairy Yao to take a look?"

"No need, I'll just take another nap."

"Oh, all right."

After drinking the herbal soup her mother brought, Cui Ying lay down again fully clothed.

When she regained consciousness, she finally felt much better, but her depleted magical power had not yet recovered.

She opened her eyes and found that the roof was no longer leaking, but the crack above her head was still there, and there were occasional gasps of surprise coming from the yard.

"This is the Demon Tiger?"

"It looks so big and fierce~ It's so scary."

"I heard that the third daughter of the Cui family became a disciple of a deity in the Phoenix Mountain Range, which is why she was able to kill the demon tiger single-handedly!"

……

After last night's commotion, many independent cultivators from the village came to the Cui family to find out what was going on.

Cui Ying didn't want to go out, but after sleeping all day, she was starving.

But as soon as she stepped out of the room, she immediately attracted the attention of some people.

"Cui Ying, why do you look so pale? Were you too tired last night?"

Cui Ying glanced at the voice and found that the speaker was a middle-aged cultivator with a dark complexion. Like her father, Cui Zhengming, he was a spiritual plant grower in Shuangling Village.

"Yes, a little, Uncle Jiang."

After nodding in response, Cui Ying headed towards her kitchen.

As soon as she went inside, she saw Mrs. Yang busy at work.

"Sister-in-law, is there any food left? I'm hungry."

"Third sister is awake. Is she feeling better?"

Yang looked up with a look of surprise and quickly came to her side. She first wiped her hands on her apron and then reached out to touch Cui Ying's forehead.

But she quickly realized that Cui Ying was a cultivator and that her actions were rather offensive.

"Look at me."

Madam Yang smiled sheepishly before saying, "It's good that Third Sister's fever has subsided! When I went to call you for breakfast this morning, I couldn't wake you up for a long time. I noticed your cheeks were flushed, so I mustered up the courage to touch them and found that you were burning up. That's when I went to inform Mother."

It turned out that it was Mrs. Yang who first noticed that she had a fever.

At this moment, Madam Yang smiled at her again: "I've saved some sweet potato porridge for you, as well as steamed buns and some side dishes made by Mother. Third Sister, go to the main room first. Someone is looking for you. Father and Mother are also waiting for you in the main room. Your sister-in-law will bring out the food for you right away."

"Does sister-in-law know who is looking for me?"

Cui Ying was taken aback, looking somewhat puzzled.

After hearing this, Yang sighed softly and said, "It's the Lei family from Shiling Village next door. They want you to sell them the demon tiger in your yard, saying they want to use it to worship their deceased father."

After a moment of careful recollection, Cui Ying realized that the Lei family member mentioned by Yang must be the old rogue cultivator that Wang had mentioned being eaten by the demon tiger some time ago.

"Okay, I'll go first."

She nodded and turned to walk towards the main room.

"I cannot make this decision."

As soon as he stepped across the threshold, before he could even take a closer look, he heard his father, Cui Zhengming, speaking:

"My third daughter is here. You can discuss anything with her."

Cui Ying turned her head and saw a man and a woman sitting on either side of the eight-immortal table in the center of the main room.

"Judging from Cui's energy and spirit, he is probably much better now."

The speaker was a middle-aged woman with her hair in a bun. She wore a light blue belted long dress and a silver shawl draped over her shoulders. From the outside, she looked no different from an ordinary noblewoman.

But she wore a pair of exquisite bracelets on her wrists and had a beautifully designed storage bag hanging from her waist.

Wang Rong, standing nearby, introduced with a smile, "This is Madam Gongsun. It's quite rare for her to return from Songlin Market today. This is Fellow Daoist Lei Hao from Shuangling Village. You should call him Senior Lei."

"Young friend Cui has truly surpassed his master; at such a young age, his strength is no less than that of disciples trained by those great families. I am not worthy of being called 'senior'."

Lei Hao, who was speaking, was a big, burly man with an unusually loud voice.

However, this person was only dressed in coarse linen clothes, and even the fluctuations of spiritual energy around him were not very obvious.

Fortunately, Cui Ying noticed the large iron hammer at his waist that occasionally reflected a glint of light, and knew that this person was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

Her eyes flickered, and after bowing to the two people at the octagonal table, she said, "Cui Ying greets Senior Lei and Madam Gongsun."

Lady Gongsun smiled and nodded, then pointed to the table and said, "I brought you some fresh spirit peaches that I just picked from my manor. If you're still not feeling well, you can eat some of these to feel better."

Cui Ying followed the slender fingertips and saw three green and reddish spirit peaches, each only the size of a child's fist, on the table.

Although it is called a spirit peach, the spiritual energy it emits is very thin.

Cui Ying didn't seem to care much about this, but Cui Yan, who was sitting properly in Wang Shi's lap, stared intently at the things on the table.

"Third sister, come and eat."

At this moment, Madam Yang also brought steaming hot sweet potato porridge and a few side dishes into the main room.

"I'm a little hungry, let me eat something first."

After Cui Ying finished speaking with a smile, she sat down at the table and began to eat and drink as if no one else was around.

"It's alright, it's alright, young friend Cui. I have a favor to ask, would you please listen while you eat?"

Lady Gongsun looked somewhat anxious. Before Cui Ying could respond, she impatiently stated her purpose:

"Young friend Cui, I heard that you killed a tiger demon last night. We have come to visit you today to ask you to sell that tiger demon to us!"