Chapter 131 - Keep a Low Profile Please Subscribe

“My daughter, you’re such a foodie, aren’t you afraid of getting fat?” Xiao Xiang, as a female cultivator, still cherished beauty at her age, and thus reminded her daughter.

“Fine!

To stay pretty, I’ll reluctantly stick to three meals a day.”

Liu Jiaojiao looked like she was begrudgingly accepting the idea of having something to eat, truly too greedy when it came to food.

Staying with her mother and relying on Bigu Pills made her crave for real food so much.

“Let’s eat, let’s eat.

Yaxuan, don’t mind your rambunctious junior sister.

Sun Zi’an, preparing three meals a day will do for now.

It’s just for the next few days.

After that, if you come with us on our journey, it’ll depend on the situation,” said Liu Yong as he started eating with chopsticks.

“Master, can I really come with you?

That would be great!”

Sun Zi’an had thought he would be left behind in the Immortal Sect.

Although the outside world was fraught with danger and could be life-threatening, other Servant Disciples could go on missions to improve their Cultivation.

He couldn’t stay in the Immortal Sect forever.

Perhaps he might find an opportunity outside to enhance his Cultivation faster.

He preferred adventuring in the outside world, after all, he was still a young man.

“Mmm, so delicious.

I feel even better eating such a rich meal today,” Liu Jiaojiao said while enjoying her food.

Luo Yaxuan ate gracefully, watching the family of three devour their food with gusto.

He just smiled.

He ate quickly too, but his natural elegance made it seem slow.

Having such opulent meals every day indeed put Sun Zi’an in a bit of a bind.

Food required money and needed to be sourced.

However, Sun Zi’an didn’t feel troubled at all.

Seeing them eat with such joy made him happy too.

He stood by, watching them and began to feel hungry himself.

He quietly slipped out, having saved some food for himself.

After all, what kind of chef would he be if he didn’t take good care of his own needs?

Inside the Hell Palace.

Huang Chen had intended to use his control over space to poison and kill the Demonic Beast in one fell swoop, but he hadn’t expected a Dragon to throw a wrench in his plans.

He had already experienced the power of this Dragon; he had previously thought his master was overreacting with such a concerned expression.

Yet, the first time he made his move, thinking he’d succeeded in one go, he hadn’t expected a ‘Cheng Yaojin’ to appear out of nowhere, rendering all his prior efforts futile.

After his soul was restored by the vitality Qi, he felt that coming to this space for cultivation indeed had its benefits for a Soul Conqueror like him.

Such vitality Qi infused his soul with a sense of life.

Huang Chen observed from his Magnet Magic Treasure, Soul Conqueror, towards the outside and spotted near a small river, he could sense the same kind of life-giving Qi in the Spirit Grass.

Using the Magical Treasure, he made his way to the riverbank, stumbled upon some grass without flowers, and decided to camp there, preparing to settle by the river.

To avoid being discovered by Demonic Beasts during the day and night, Huang Chen rooted his Magical Treasure underground.

Sensing a type of grey grass, he was greatly tempted by its red flowers.

He used the Magical Treasure to absorb the Spiritual Energy from the flowers to fortify his weak soul.

Sometime later, a red moon rose, and Huang Chen knew that the moonlight would greatly affect Ghost Cultivators like him, so he stayed still within his Magical Treasure.

Within the Magical Treasure, he could feel the Demonic Beasts emerge at the sight of the red moon, playing lively on the ground above his Magical Treasure by the riverbank.

They showed none of the fear from the previous day, nor were they silenced by the poison he had emitted.

Huang Chen observed that the highest among the Cultivation ranks were the shape-shifting Demonic Beasts, the Lion King and the Tiger King.

Many Demonic Beasts possessed a Demon Core.

The different types stuck together, staying vigilant against attacks from other species while they frolicked by the riverbank.

Then he noticed that the grass without flowers, which he had spotted the night before, now bloomed with green flowers that radiated dense vitality, and the Demonic Beasts were helping them bloom.

It was only then that Huang Chen understood why there was a presence of life-giving Qi.

It turned out to be because of these grasses and flowers.

Knowing that red flowers were greatly beneficial to him and green flowers were also to his advantage, he felt even more confident in controlling this space.

Aware that his power was still weak and could only cause minor mischief within a small range, he made sure the demonic beasts lived in fear every night.

Hidden within his magical treasure, Huang Chen cultivated and plotted his actions for the evening, observing that the ghost cultivators hid away when the red moon rose.

After Jiang Tang and his spiritual pet had their fill, they cultivated for a few hours.

Even while staying in the space, they could still hear the sounds of demonic beasts frolicking by the river outside.

For breakfast, Jiang Tang cooked fish porridge, adding a bit of Spirit Herb Sprouts to the pot, which filled it with a rich fragrance of spiritual energy and fish.

In the past, he had also cooked fish porridge.

Without ginger, and even with some other seasonings, it would have a fishy smell, but this pot, with neither ginger nor green onions nor garlic and only a little bit of Spirit Herb Sprouts, was very fragrant and not the least bit fishy.

He wondered if it was because the fish here were not fishy, or if the Spirit Grass and Spirit Rice had an effect.

“Daddy, I want some too.”

Eryao drooled at the sight of the porridge.

“Mo…” Little Blue Ox indicated it did not want to eat the grass.

Helplessly, Jiang Tang could only share some fish porridge with them.

After their fish porridge meal, Jiang Tang meditated and cultivated once more, knowing that the Vitality Flower was useful to them.

He also instructed Eryao and Little Blue Ox to plant more, expand the two herb gardens, and plant a bit of Spirit Rice.

The space was filled with burlap bags of rice, which could feed them for two to three years without issues.

Stuck in this place, unable to go out and sell rice, it was better to grow more medicinal herbs to improve their cultivation.

Jiang Tang believed that one day they would be able to leave, as long as they defeated the controller of this space.

Last night, he discovered that the poison mist’s qi did not emanate from outside the space but from another magical treasure.

So, was the person controlling this space the one who had introduced a formidable character?

Jiang Tang knew that the poison mist wrought havoc on living beings.

So, was it the person controlling this space who plotted to create the plague and cause the deaths of the people from those villages?

Was the space’s controller a demon cultivator?

He was determined to uncover the truth, to seek justice for more people, and to eradicate evil from the world.

Before, Jiang Tang had not harbored such grand ambitions.

A person with low cultivation cultivating grand ambitions was futile and would just keep laboring.

Since obtaining the space and many magical treasures, secret manuals, and spiritual medicines, he had initially shown off in front of others, only to be targeted and almost killed for his treasures.

After nearly dying once more, he reflected deeply and concluded that one must keep a low profile with wealth, secretly unearth treasures,

And with resources for cultivation, also practice in secret to rapidly improve cultivation, thus gaining more ability to protect oneself and those around.

After being saved by his spiritual pets time and again, Jiang Tang became more cautious in his actions, not wanting to create more trouble for the spiritual pets by his side.

Eryao and Little Blue Ox created a small gap in the space, through which they absorbed the light of the red moon from outside.

Feeling the light of the red moon brought benefits to him as well, Jiang Tang also settled into meditative cultivation.

He would only cook lunch and dinner when hungry, and after having his fill, the light of the red moon outside would disappear, and night would fall.