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Late at night, a bonfire was lit atop Biwu Peak.

The aroma of roasted spices wafted through the air, attracting many wild animals from the forest to lurk in the shadows.

But none of them were foolish enough to actually show their faces.

Even wild beasts without any demon bloodline that can live in a sect possess a considerable degree of intelligence and at least know the principle that sect cultivators should not be provoked.

On the open ground at the summit, Jiang Peng was turning a skewer of meat over the campfire, occasionally sprinkling on seasonings and observing the cooking time.

After a short while, it seemed to be almost done.

Jiang Peng casually handed a handful of meat skewers to Liu Quan beside him, and couldn't resist picking up a skewer and taking a bite of the grilled meat.

"Mmm, smells good!"

The spices explode in your mouth, blending perfectly with the perfectly roasted meat.

"Just this one bite is enough to make all that effort for this afternoon worthwhile," Jiang Peng exclaimed.

The Dan Hall disciple who took Jiang Peng's manuscript last time brought over a live wild boar this afternoon. Although the wild boar also had a trace of demonic beast blood, it was not yet of the required grade.

These kinds of low-grade demonic beasts are almost useless to cultivators, but they are perfect for cooking.

So Jiang Peng spent the whole afternoon dissecting the wild boar and sorting it into different parts.

They worked really hard, smoking the meat, skewering it, and making sausages.

But Jiang Peng enjoyed it.

Especially after doing it yourself, enjoying the fruits of your labor is an indescribable pleasure.

Just like this skewer in my hand, there's nothing special about it. In my past life, I've been to barbecue restaurants all over the country. Any restaurant that dares to open a shop outside can grill a similar taste.

But it was precisely this ordinary barbecue that made Jiang Peng eat one bite after another, unable to stop.

Jiang Peng, finding one skewer at a time not enough, devoured three in one go, then looked at Liu Quan beside her.

"Where's the wine I asked you to bring?"

"I brought it, I brought it." Liu Quan's mouth was also full of oil. "I forgot to take it out just now."

Liu Quan took a wine gourd out of his storage bag.

Jiang Peng took the gourd, took out the cups she had prepared beforehand, and filled both cups.

"Dry!"

"Dry!"

What are tendons, ribs, tenderloin, large intestines and kidneys?

Even the wild vegetables that Jiang Peng dug up on the mountaintop, after being brushed with sauce and cooked over a fire, became a rare delicacy.

It wasn't until late at night that Jiang Peng and Liu Quan were finally satisfied.

"Brother, your life living alone on Biwu Peak is no different from that of an immortal," Liu Quan remarked. "Even among the elders of the sect, I haven't seen any as carefree as you."

Jiang Peng felt the same way. At least, seeing how her master, Elder Qin, was always busy in the Pill Hall, she knew that the elders in charge of the Cangshan Sect were not having an easy time.

But he resolutely refused to admit it.

"What freedom? It's just stealing a moment of leisure from a busy schedule."

On Biwu Peak, there was true freedom, but Jiang Peng could not escape the sect's missions in the end.

However, since he was an alchemist, the sect's mission was simply to help the sect refine a batch of pills.

He then casually handed the matter over to the few Dan Hall disciples that Elder Qin had assigned to him.

Hearing Jiang Peng's words, Liu Quan raised his hand and tapped him, then said, "Junior Brother Jiang, I didn't come here just to freeload a meal."

Slightly tipsy, Liu Quan explained the reason for his visit.

"Junior brother, do you know why Elder Qin has been stationed at the Pill Hall lately?"

"Master never mentioned it." Jiang Peng shook her head.

Liu Quan was not surprised and nodded, saying, "It's normal that you don't know. Not many people know about this... Not long ago, a batch of Profound Heart Leaves arrived at the sect, and Elder Qin is currently overseeing the refining of Foundation Establishment Pills."

The Cangshan Sect has only two second-level alchemists in total.

One was Elder Qin, and the other was the Grand Elder of the Pill Hall, a Foundation Establishment cultivator surnamed Liu.

Elder Liu is currently at a crucial stage of his cultivation, and Elder Qin was summoned back to the sect from the market, which is why the Pill Hall is left unattended.

Now that a batch of Profound Heart Leaves has arrived, the task of refining Foundation Establishment Pills naturally falls to Elder Qin.

Jiang Peng glanced at Liu Quan with a half-smile.

"No wonder Master never told me about this. He probably feared that someone like Senior Brother Liu, who was opportunistic, would try every means to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill and eventually drag me into it."

Having become acquainted with Liu Quan, and now that they are both disciples of the sect, Jiang Peng is no longer as concerned about her status as before, afraid of saying something inappropriate.

"When it comes to Foundation Establishment Pills, taking shortcuts is only natural." Liu Quan didn't seem to care about Jiang Peng's sarcasm at all. "There are nearly twenty true disciples in the sect, and more than half of them are already able to take Foundation Establishment Pills."

"However, each time a sect refines a Foundation Establishment Pill, it can only produce a maximum of five or six. With far more monks than porridge, the competition is fierce, and they will stop at nothing to fight for them."

Liu Quan gave a soft snort.

"Just you wait, brother. There will be plenty more like me coming to our door!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Quan stood up and yawned.

"I came here on someone's behalf. Now that I know your attitude, I have something to report back to. This is perfect. I've gotten rid of a troublesome matter and gained a good favor."

Watching Liu Quan leave, Jiang Peng shook her head and chuckled twice.

He was not well-known in the sect, and many people did not even know that there was an inner disciple on Biwu Peak.

But Liu Quan was right; the news that Elder Qin had accepted a personal disciple would spread sooner or later.

Jiang Peng was afraid of these troublesome things, so she figured it was better to refuse them outright than to cause trouble later.

early morning.

Jiang Peng, who went to sleep last night reeking of alcohol, is washing her face with spring water at the spring next to the spiritual field behind Biwu Peak.

Today he plans to tend the spirit field and harvest a batch of purple jade ginseng to refine pills.

Just then, a faint sound of footsteps suddenly came from the mountain path beside them.

The owner of the footsteps seemed to be doing it on purpose, just so that Jiang Peng would notice.

At the same time, the footsteps sounded quite familiar to Jiang Peng.

Looking up, I saw that familiar figure.

Lan Yingying stood at the intersection, looking at Jiang Peng from afar, her face full of smiles.

"Huh? How did you get in here?" Jiang Peng asked in surprise.

"I told the disciples of the Pill Hall at the summit that I was your lover, and they gave me directions," Lan Yingying explained.

Jiang Peng was immediately at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"So, you managed to get to the most secluded spirit field on Azure Mist Peak because those Pill Hall disciples wanted to curry favor with me?"

There's really nothing worth coveting about Biwu Peak.

So much so that these two acres of spiritual fields, known to everyone in the sect, have become the most secretive area on the mountain peak.

Jiang Peng looked Lan Yingying up and down.

I was a little curious about why she came, but then Liu Quan's words from last night suddenly flashed through my mind.

Jiang Peng then narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Did Senior Sister Sun Yinxi send you here? Is it also for the Foundation Establishment Pill?"