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Chapter 70: What a Tempting Jade
"Qian Qing Fuyunmian..."

Mu Yunsheng whispered to himself, his mind comprehending the secret method of making first-grade low-grade spiritual food left by Zhu Daochang.

This is also a spiritual noodle meal, and the main ingredient is bitter spiritual wheat. I don’t know if it was created by Zhu Daochang when he created the bitter spiritual recovery noodles.

Or maybe the Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodles are just a simplified version of the first-grade, low-quality spiritual food, the Dry Green Cloud Supporting Noodles.

"Bitter Spirit Wheat is the master, Qingyun Spirit Rice is the minister, Sheep's Foot Restoration Root is the assistant, and the spring sprouts of Bitter Spirit Wheat are the spirit."

"Use the bitter spirit of wheat and the spirit of blue cloud rice and wood to transform into spiritual fields and soil. Use the sheep's feet to restore the root spirit of the soil. Contain spiritual rhythm and restore spiritual energy. Just wait for the new rain to come one day in spring."

"Qianqing transforms, and the spiritual charm emerges like spring buds, supporting the clouds!"

Mu Yunsheng whispered silently in his mind, his eyes staring at the dark clouds gathering in the night sky. This was the secret method of making Qianqing Fuyun noodles left by Zhu Daochang.

Mysterious and obscure.

It is far from being as clear as the secret method of making the Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodle. It doesn't even have the steps on how to make it, nor the specific process of how to integrate the spiritual charm.

You can only rely on your personal talent as a spiritual chef to understand it. If you understand it clearly, you can make Qianqing Fuyun noodles.

If I don’t understand, then I don’t even know how to start making the first step.

"The earth-attributed spiritual charm of the bitter wheat and the wood-attributed spiritual charm of the blue cloud spiritual rice transformed into the Xuanqing Continent, with the bitter wheat as the king and the blue cloud spiritual rice as the minister..."

Thoughts flowed in Mu Yunsheng's eyes, and he extracted pieces of information from the secret method of making Qianqing Fuyun noodles left by Zhu Daochang.

Zhu Daochang’s appearance today was unexpected to Mu Yunsheng, but also expected.

In early May, the weekly calculation information evolved from the Haotian Mirror indicated that Zhu Daochang would arrive near the Yuxu Lingtian in the next two months.

Mu Yunsheng had actually always kept this information in mind, so when Shui Lin'er suggested that they bring the bitter spirit back to the Qi surface and sell it to the spiritual farmers who grew spiritual rice in the Yuxu spiritual fields.

Although he was not optimistic about this business, he was also very clear that the cultivators in Yuxu Spiritual Field were all low-level cultivators and wandering spiritual farmers.

I won’t be willing to spend bitter spirit wheat or spirit stones to buy bitter spirit recovery noodles.

Mu Yunsheng also agreed. Shui Lin'er and Zhao Meiyu were selling bitter spirit recovery noodles in Yuxu Lingtian.
The plan in his mind was that as long as the news that Shui Lin'er and Zhao Meiyu were selling the bitter spirit recovery noodles spread in the Yuxu Spirit Field, it would actually matter whether Zhu Daochang met Shui Lin'er and the others today.

In the Yuxu Spiritual Field, any news that someone is making the bitter spirit recovery noodles will be known to Zhu Daochang.

As for whether it would attract Zhu Daochang's attention, or even cause Zhu Daochang to come looking for him.

Mu Yunsheng actually didn't have the slightest bit of confidence in his heart. He had even made preparations in the event that Zhu Daochang would not come looking for him and would not attract his attention at all.

All I think about is doing my best and leaving the rest to fate.

If Zhu Daochang came here for this reason, then that would be good. At the very least, he could see what this legendary second-level lower-grade spiritual chef looked like and what kind of demeanor he had.

It would be even better if I could get some more guidance from him on the technique of making the Bitter Spirit Recovery Noodle. It wouldn't be a waste of the weekly calculation information on the Haotian Mirror that takes a month to evolve.

If he had not attracted Zhu Daochang's attention and had not come looking for him, Mu Yunsheng would not have suffered any loss.

But I didn't expect that Zhu Daochang would really come here today, and also left behind a secret recipe for making the first-grade low-grade spiritual food Qianqing Fuyun noodles, which attracted later attention.

Initially, Mu Yunsheng just wanted to meet Zhu Daochang, a second-rank low-grade spirit chef, and get some guidance from him on how to make bitter spirit recovery noodles, but his idea changed.

"If I can become Zhu Daochang's disciple, then my father's crisis of being secretly watched by Old Man Kushe will be resolved." Mu Yunsheng whispered in his heart, thinking about the change in Liu Jiangyue's attitude towards him after his visit today, and the way he joked with him.

"I must learn the secret method of making Qianqing Fuyun noodles and successfully make it within a month." Mu Yunsheng's mind was clear, his eyes were firm, and he began to comprehend the secret method of making Qianqing Fuyun noodles more carefully.

"Boom~"

“Huahua…Huahua…”

But before Mu Yunsheng could figure out the detailed method of making Xuanqing Fuyun noodles, a loud thunder suddenly sounded in the night sky covered with dark clouds.

Then there was a torrential downpour.

"Tianlong, retreat!" Mu Yunsheng's figure flashed, and he entered the living room of the wooden house with the recliner under him.

"Hiss~ Hiss~" Tianlong, a monster insect, looked at the thunders exploding in the night sky one after another. His five-foot-long body with a red head, black back and yellow feet became even more panicked and frightened, and quickly ran into the wooden house.

"Brother Yunsheng..." In the living room of the wooden house, Zhao Meiyu was hurriedly walking down the stairs from the second floor. Seeing Mu Yunsheng entering the living room, she shouted while holding a candle.

"Well, Meiyu, haven't you rested yet? What about Xiaolin'er?" Mu Yunsheng nodded in reply, circulated his true energy to dry the rain water on his clothes, walked towards Zhao Meiyu, and looked at her.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that Zhao Meiyu was only wearing a thin inner garment and an outer garment. Her curvy figure appeared even more majestic beneath the thin inner garment.

"Xiao Lin'er is resting. I heard thunder, so I got up to check on the Night Spirit Silkworm." Zhao Meiyu said, and saw Mu Yunsheng looking at her, with his majestic gaze wrapped in his inner clothes, and his gorgeous and heroic face, with a red cloud rising from it.

He lowered his head and tightened his coat.

The light from the candle in her hand complemented her beautiful and heroic face with her head lowered in shame, making Zhao Meiyu look even more attractive and adding a bit of her usual daughter's delicate nature.
What an attractive piece of jade.

"Ahem..." Mu Yunsheng coughed lightly. People always take a second look at beautiful things. He turned his head and looked elsewhere, saying, "Really... Then let's go together."

"Hmm~" Zhao Meiyu nodded shyly and walked into the back room where the night silkworms were fed with Mu Yunsheng.

"Shhh~Shh~" The rustling sound of the Night Spirit Silkworm devouring the spirit leaves continued to ring in the back room.

Zhao Meiyu held a candle and carefully checked. Seeing that the night silkworms she was feeding were not startled by the thunder and heavy rain outside the wooden house, she felt relieved.

Then he handed the candle to Mu Yunsheng, took out the spiritual leaves prepared today, mixed them with the scraped hidden spiritual jade powder and spiritual stone powder, and started feeding the night spiritual silkworms.

While feeding the baby, Zhao Meiyu whispered to Mu Yunsheng in the dark back room, which was only lit by candlelight.

"Brother Yunsheng, what you said when you asked me to stay that day was true."

"If Meiyu doesn't believe me, I swear to Daotu." Mu Yunsheng said to Zhao Meiyu with a smile on his face, holding a candle in one hand and raising the other hand.

"Then don't..." Zhao Meiyu hurriedly threw herself into Mu Yunsheng's arms and quickly pulled down his hand that was about to swear an oath. With heroic eyes, she looked up at Mu Yunsheng's eyes and whispered, "I believe in Brother Yunsheng."

After saying that, Zhao Meiyu leaned on Mu Yunsheng's arms and did not leave. There was affection in her eyes like spring water. She stood on tiptoe and closed her eyes.

Mu Yunsheng hugged her and lowered his head.

"Wow~" The candle flame in his hand was extinguished without wind.

(End of this chapter)