Transcending the Magic Era: The Supreme Female Archmage

The next morning, while Chu Qiuchi and the others were still immersed in cultivation, Ao Nanxi's familiar voice came from outside the tent.

"Qiuchi, Minghui, Xingyao... wake up, I brought you breakfast, hurry up and eat."

The group slowly opened their eyes, exchanged glances, silently shrugged, and gave each other helpless smiles. Then, they all turned to look at Chu Qiuchi, their eyes conveying the message, "You handle this."

Chu Qiuchi pointed to herself with a questioning look, watching the others nod repeatedly, looking like they were "disloyal." Chu Qiuchi was instantly furious, glaring at them angrily before taking a deep breath.

"Wait a moment, I'll be here soon!"

Chu Qiuchi reluctantly climbed out of bed, quickly put on his shoes, and opened the tent flap. Outside the tent, Ao Nanxi was pacing back and forth with a relaxed smile on his face, looking completely unhurried.

"Qiu Chi, you're finally out."

When Ao Nanxi saw her come out, she immediately walked over and put her arm around her, her smile widening. "What's wrong with you guys? Why are you up so late today? I went to the mess hall to get breakfast for you. Hurry up and eat!"

Hearing this, Chu Qiuchi couldn't help but smile slightly. Although Ao Nanxi's enthusiasm surprised her, she knew that since things had come to this point, it wouldn't be good to refuse such kindness. So, she nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you so much. Let's go, the others are waiting to be fed."

Ao Nanxi smiled and nodded, and the two walked into the tent side by side.

Inside the tent, Chu Yichen and Ji Moyu had quickly straightened their clothes and stood to one side, looking composed. Puyang Minghui and Nalan Xingyao also stood straight, and the group stood in a row, waiting for Ao Nanxi and Chu Qiuchi to enter.

As soon as Ao Nanxi entered the tent, he saw the men standing properly and a mocking smile appeared on his face: "Oh, you guys are on guard duty so early in the morning? Come on, have a seat. We brought you breakfast, eat it while it's hot. Not many people get to enjoy this kind of treatment."

Upon hearing this, Puyang Minghui immediately smiled and stepped forward to take Aonanxi's hand, jokingly saying, "That's right, no one else would dare to order our Third Princess around."

Upon hearing this, Ao Nanxi smiled even more smugly, puffing out her chest proudly: "Of course, you're the first ones fortunate enough to enjoy this treatment. Who told you to have such good taste in making friends with me!"

Hearing her teasing, everyone except Ji Moyu couldn't help but laugh, and the atmosphere immediately became more relaxed.

"Alright, alright," Chu Qiuchi waved his hand with a smile, "Let's sit down quickly and not keep Nanxi waiting any longer."

After everyone sat down, Ao Nanxi took out breakfast from his mental space and gently placed it on the table. Instantly, the aroma of the food wafted through the air, filling the entire tent. The familiar scent made everyone's mouths water. It had been so long since they had such a hot breakfast; a long-lost sense of satisfaction welled up within them.

Seeing the way they were wolfing down their food, Ao Nanxi couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Are you guys really that serious? There shouldn't be a shortage of food and clothing in this war zone. Why are you all acting like there's a famine?"

Chu Yichen swallowed the food in his mouth and explained with a smile, "I was injured before and couldn't go to the mess hall to get breakfast, so I could only make do with the leftover snacks. We haven't had a hot breakfast like this for several days, and we really miss it. We have to eat more to satisfy our cravings."

Hearing Chu Yichen's words, Ao Nanxi laughed even more heartily, her clear, bell-like laughter echoing in the tent: "So that's how it is. No wonder you all look like you've been starving for days. I thought you were eating well every day."

Nalan Xingyao put down her chopsticks and elegantly wiped her mouth. "How could that be? We're notorious troublemakers in the war zone now. Everyone avoids us. No one even brings us food. Sigh!" Despite her words, there was no sadness on her face, only a relaxed and smug expression.

Chu Qiuchi swallowed the last bite of food, put down her chopsticks, and let out a long sigh: "This is what breakfast should be! It's been so long since I've had such a comfortable breakfast." After saying that, she calmly patted Nalan Xingyao's shoulder and continued, "We can do it ourselves, right? This is nothing."

Nalan Xingyao turned to look at her, smiled, and teased in her eyes: "Do it yourself? Fine, since you say so, you can take care of the meals from now on! We don't mind doing it ourselves at all."

Upon hearing this, Chu Qiuchi immediately jumped away from her, firmly refusing, "Don't even think about it! I don't want to be a cook. Cooking is too much trouble. Occasionally is fine, but every day? Ugh, forget it!" As she spoke, she exaggeratedly shook her body, as if she was really afraid of facing pots and pans every day, making her look quite amusing.

Nalan Xingyao shook her head as she watched her silly antics, her smile widening. "You, you, you act like cooking is a death sentence. It's such a waste that you always keep your skills hidden."

Chu Qiuchi glared at her and said matter-of-factly, "This skill is yours, do you want it? We cultivators can't be too greedy for food. I'm doing this for your own good, you know?"

Upon hearing this, Puyang Minghui rolled her eyes at Chu Qiuchi and said, "Don't you feel guilty? Every time we eat, you're the one who eats the most heartily. Between us, who is the one who has the biggest appetite?"

Chu Qiuchi looked at Puyang Minghui, smiling shyly, and quickly waved her hand, "You child, you always blurt out such obvious truths!"

Ji Moyu silently uttered four words, “Amazing appetite!” The impact was so strong that Chu Qiuchi instantly lost all composure.

Chu Yichen slapped the table, laughing so hard he was bent over, and gave Ji Moyu a thumbs up, "Brother Yu... Hahahaha, Brother Yu, you really hit the nail on the head!"

Chu Qiuchi closed his eyes in despair, looked up to the sky and sighed, "Little Fish, is this something we can't get over?"

Puyang Minghui covered her mouth and chuckled, her shoulders swaying like a little squirrel stealing a bite. "Even if we can't get over it, we can still laugh about this for another ten years!"

Ao Nanxi sat quietly at the table, watching the interaction between the group with gentle eyes, a hint of envy flashing in them. She realized that human interaction could be so relaxed and enjoyable. A smile involuntarily crept onto her lips. They were truly an interesting group; their tacit understanding and close bond drew her in. She longed for friends like them, with whom she could laugh and talk freely without reservation.

After the meal, the group quickly cleaned up the mess. Looking at Ao Nanxi, who remained seated, Chu Qiuchi raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but ask, "Nanxi, what are your plans for today?"

Ao Nanxi thought for a moment, her eyes sparkling with a bright light, and the corners of her mouth curving into a charming smile, "I don't have any plans for today. I'd really like to spar with you guys. But none of you can make a move yet, so I don't have anything to do."

Chu Qiuchi nodded and chuckled, "Then let's cultivate together. We don't have anything else to do, and once we've recovered, we'll definitely fulfill your wish to spar."

After discussing their plan, the group didn't delay any longer and began to cultivate. The tent fell silent once more, with only the soft sounds of breathing and faint fluctuations of magical energy.

Chu Qiuchi was racing against time to repair her mental space. This awakening had severely damaged it once again, and it would probably be a long time before it returned to its peak condition. Whenever she thought of this, Chu Qiuchi wanted nothing more than to smash Cui Shaoming's head in again.