I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 168 Chicken Leg Maniac (Fourth Update)

I bought a whole bunch of fruit again.

Bai Xuan said, "First, infuse your true energy into the fruit..."

He was teaching the other person how to make dried fruit.

The process is simple. Even without the fourth wind to quickly dry the air, you can use true qi to create a vortex. There are always more solutions than problems.

The key is to use various methods to quickly extract the water from inside the fruit.

The girl in blue listened very attentively, and even took out a notebook to start writing it down line by line.

However, she always fails as soon as she tries.

I just caught an apple.

The fruit burst open the moment it touched my hand.

It looked as if it had been sliced ​​into a thousand pieces, bursting into countless tiny cubes from the inside out.

“Although you need to slice it from the beginning, you don’t need to use so much force.” Bai Xuan wiped the apple juice off his hands.

The dried fruit girl said softly, "I'm sorry, I can't control my inner energy."

Bai Xuan also sensed that something was wrong.

No matter how small the piece of fruit is, it will be immediately cut into pieces in her hands.

This is clearly not just a matter of control; her true energy itself is very special.

It's just like a sword.

Wait, swords...

Bai Xuan asked, "Show me your true energy."

The dried fruit girl tilted her head: "I don't know how to use it, I need someone to help me."

Bai Xuan pointed at himself: "Try it on me."

The dried fruit girl immediately shook her head: "No, it will kill you."

Bai Xuan said, "I'm not that fragile."

She still refused to agree and continued to train, picking up a banana again.

The moment the banana was touched, it was cut into eight pieces, blooming from the middle... This scene is enough to give many men a phantom pain.

The more Bai Xuan looked at her sword aura, the more he felt that it was perfectly integrated and had extremely high reference value.

Either her cultivation method is special, or her physique is special.

The true energy itself evolved into incomparably sharp sword energy, and was almost perfectly integrated with sword intent.

After trying many times, the woman in green sighed softly, intending to give up.

Bai Xuan picked up an apple and placed it in her hand: "Try again, this time I'll guide you."

He took the other person's hand in his own.

This isn't about taking advantage of her; only by directly contacting Bai Xuan can one analyze her unique true energy.

But doing so is indeed inappropriate.

When the dried fruit girl's hand was held, she subconsciously trembled, but did not pull her hand away.

She looked down at the hand being held, then raised her gaze to the face of the boy squatting close to her. She tilted her head in confusion, a few strands of hair playfully slipping from her temples like swaying willow branches.

Bai Xuan blushed a little, embarrassed to meet the young girl's gaze.

Although I had no intention of taking advantage of him, I did exactly that.

The small hands, squeezing her soft, boneless flesh, while not enough to make him lose his mind, were enough to make Old Deng's conscience uneasy.

He has always acted with integrity and uprightness, and now he is only teaching her how to guide sword energy; he has no other intentions whatsoever.

Calm, cold stems.

Bai Xuan slowly exhaled and pretended to be calm, saying, "What are you still standing there for? Introduce your true energy."

The dried fruit girl responded with a soft "oh".

Then, pursing his lips, he channeled his inner energy into the apple.

The next moment, an unbelievable scene unfolded before her eyes.

This time, the apple didn't burst open. Instead, it slowly peeled away a layer of skin. The sword energy sliced ​​through its skin like a fruit knife, and the red skin spiraled down, forming a long strip.

Then the sword energy cut the apple into evenly sized pieces.

She had never felt that circulating sword energy was such an easy thing.

Simply by silently injecting true energy, the sword energy dances as if on the fingertips, weaving continuously like an embroidery needle, and then a drop of water is drained out.

The dried fruit girl opened her eyes wide, because she could see it, which made it seem incredible. Her sword energy was so obedient that she didn't even recognize it.

Bai Xuan sighed inwardly at the same time.

Such exquisite innate sword energy.

Born with a sword, a born sword embryo.

Her talent is very likely at the same level as Wenren Yue, or even higher. This innate sword energy is a natural sword given to her by the Heavenly Dao.

If I had met him 500 years earlier, I definitely would have taken him as my disciple.

Both the innate sword body and the innate sword embryo have their own unique characteristics. The former is fearless of all sword energy at birth, so it cannot cultivate any path other than the way of the sword. This caused Wenren Yue to be treated as a waste from birth. Her family did not like her, and she wandered around.

The latter's drawback... is probably that this innate sword energy is difficult to tame.

Even in the palm of my hand, they aren't very obedient. They can only follow my commands, making me feel like a clumsy piano novice, with the piano only starting to play when my fingers point to it.

Bai Xuan only felt that they were not obedient enough, but he didn't think that it would cause any serious consequences. After all, they couldn't hurt him at all. He had an immunity to sword energy.

After much effort, Bai Xuan barely finished processing the dried apples and let go: "Remember how it felt just now?"

The dried fruit girl's big eyes were clear and bright: "No."

Bai Xuan: "Honest enough."

He pounded his knee: "But I'm a little tired. I've told you the method. Now practice on your own. If you persevere day after day, you can probably master it in one to two and a half years."

The dried fruit girl picked up a cucumber from the side: "Teach me again."

Bai Xuan: “…”

“One last time,” she repeated.

Bai Xuan: "Hesitant mouth."

He took her hand again and began to teach her step by step.

Before long, the second round of teaching was over.

Bai Xuan glanced at the time: "I should go back now. Your braised chicken legs aren't very good. Try using this recipe next time."

He wrote down a recipe for braising the fruit and handed it to the dried fruit girl, then waved and said, "I'm leaving."

The girl in blue stood up as if waking from a dream: "What's your name?"

Call me Chicken Leg Hero.

Bai Xuan waved and walked into the crowd.

The girl in blue stared at the retreating figure, opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word. She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, the warmth of the touch still lingering on the backs of her hands.

very warm.

She picked up another piece of fruit and gently channeled a wisp of her inner energy into it.

Gone was the slightest bit of the feeling of complete control it had before. It brutally tore everything off its fingertips, juice splattering, flesh breaking apart, and a bright red fruit turned into a soft, rotten mess on the ground.

She remained expressionless, as if she had already anticipated this outcome.

Pick up a piece of dried fruit from the side and gently put it in your mouth.

Just as she was about to leave, she saw the piece of paper in her hand that said "braised food".

……

The back mountain of the Bai Mei School.

A disciple was doing chores when she heard footsteps. She turned around and said, "Senior Sister, you're here again... Is that you?"

“Get me some chicken,” she said.

"Didn't you just kill quite a few people today?"

"Not enough." The woman in green walked into the chicken farm and came out a few seconds later carrying six dead chickens.

The chicken died a gruesome death, its body riddled with dozens of holes, blood gushing out and spilling everywhere.

The handyman disciple shrank back: "Do you need my help to handle this?"

She shook her head, chopped off all the chicken legs, and threw them on the ground: "Take the rest to the kitchen."

"Ah, okay." The handyman disciple watched the woman in green walk away. He had seen this senior sister kill a chicken before. With a light touch, the chicken instantly swelled to the size of a basketball, and blood gushed out from the sphere. It died a very gruesome death.

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead: "No wonder everyone says that Senior Sister Fan is absolutely not someone to mess with... I'm afraid even touching her would get you killed."

There are many unwritten rules in the White Plum Blossom Clan.

For example, you cannot mention men in front of the Second Elder.

For example, one should not flaunt one's wealth in front of the Third Elder.

For example, you can't enter a certain place without permission, otherwise you'll have nightmares at night.

There are also many terrifying rumors.

But there was one thing that everyone kept in silence.

—Do not contact Senior Sister Fan.

—Don't go near her.

——You will die.

Every living thing she touched died without exception.

Senior Sister Fan always keeps to herself. Her biggest hobby is eating chicken legs. She regularly visits the chicken coop on the back mountain to kill chickens and take their legs.

Therefore, he also earned a nickname: Chicken Leg Maniac.

……

Bai Xuan returned to the inn with several servings of braised chicken legs.

I just gained some insights from analyzing sword energy and was planning to go back to my room to try them out.

As soon as I stepped inside, I heard some rather inappropriate noise.

Ning Jianshuang stood on the stairs, looking down at the ill-intentioned crowd, and asked with a cold smile: "Are you a remnant of the Southern Chu vassal king? Or a direct disciple of the Heavenly Rank, or a direct descendant of a prestigious family, or a top-ranking genius on the list of the Heaven-Mending Book?"

"Since neither of those are..."

"Get out of my way, all of you!"

(End of this chapter)