Fox Demon: Why did your brother beat you up every day at the beginning of the month?

Dao Ye is so tolerant, he feels like a little older brother next door.

Yue Tixia leaned against Chu Batian's chest, muttering softly.

"Oh, Yue'er, you can't just say things like that."

"Hehe, sorry, now that my wish has been fulfilled, let's go back to the Great Forest to see my grandma."

"Meeting the parents again? This seems to be the twentieth or so time I've met them." Chu Batian scratched his cheek helplessly.

"Ah, I'm sorry, my family was indeed a bit unreasonable, but it was mainly because of me. They've worried a lot about what happened last time..."

"Of course, it's also because it's you, the commander of the Tushan Imperial Guard. My family members don't quite believe it, so they always want to see you in person, so they can show off to the demons around them."

"How could I mind? Let's go back this afternoon. My benefactor has granted me a long leave."

"Really? That's great!"

The two demons, Yueti and Xia, nestled together under a tree, holding hands as they walked towards the inner city of Tushan.

"Let's go shopping at the department store in Tushan, and bring back some souvenirs for the Great Forest."

"Okay, sure."

Yue Tixia and Chu Batian walked hand in hand toward the inner city of Tushan.

Dongfang Haoyang and Rongrong returned home carrying large and small bags.

"Phew, I bought so much food..." Tu Shan Rongrong stuffed a large bag of meat into the cold cellar at home. She and Haoyang usually prepared these ingredients themselves.

After all, there's a rather greedy little fox spirit at home. If something doesn't suit her taste, she'll probably cry and whine for a long time. Don't ask, just know that the big white fox has destroyed the house.

So, to satisfy his wife's taste buds, Haoyang and Rongrong prepare a variety of delicacies in their huge cellar, such as the premium pork belly that Haoyang cuts on the cutting board.

"Rongrong, could you get me a bag of metal skewers?"

"Okay, my husband~" Tu Shan Rongrong smiled, opened the kitchen cabinet, took out a bag of skewers, and handed them to Haoyang. She then rolled up her sleeves and started learning to cook.

"Thank you, wife." Dongfang Haoyang smiled as he cut the pork belly into chunks and pecked Rongrong's cheek as she watched him cook intently.

Of course, Tu Shan Rongrong was not to be outdone and retaliated fiercely.

"Oh, you naughty husband, be careful not to cut your hand."

"What a joke! I was handling a kitchen knife when I was three, and by five I could cook for the whole family instead of my dad. Even my picky mom said my cooking was the best food in the world."

"If my family hadn't been constantly on the move and my family members hadn't been wanted by the police, I might have become a chef..."

"Is that so? But thankfully it's not like that, otherwise I might not have met you."

"Ah, so Rongrong, you have to cherish me, okay? Can we... tonight?"

"Oh no, that won't do. You'd better behave yourself tonight!"

"Sigh, there's really nothing I can do."

Tu Shan Rongrong gently pinched Haoyang's nose, and the two of them smiled at each other, tacitly preparing the evening's feast.

However, because Rongrong, that little rascal, kept ambushing Haoyang while he was skewering meat, the two of them, after completing some preparations, went into the inner room to discuss life and ideals, and began doing things that they would only do together at night.

Time flies, and it was afternoon in the blink of an eye. Tu Shan Rongrong and Haoyang walked out of the natural hot spring at home, wrapped in bath towels and looking very satisfied.

"I feel like I'm letting Ya Ya down by doing this..."

Tu Shan Rongrong sat in front of the dressing table, looking at her extremely cute self in the mirror, and sighed softly.

Well, I wish I could have this big idiot all to myself, but things have come to this point, it's fate.

Of course, she didn't dislike Sister Ya Ya; she could only blame her silly husband who was carefully grooming her emerald green hair.

"How is this whip? Are you satisfied?"

Tu Shan Rongrong smiled as she looked at her silly husband behind her.

"It looks good, but so you like pigtails, my husband? Then Rong'er won't have bangs anymore~"

"Well, Rongrong looks pretty with a bun too." Dongfang Haoyang nodded seriously and smiled faintly.

"Is that so? Then let it flow into a bun. But husband, considering how well-behaved Rongrong is, hehe~"

Tu Shan Rongrong gently took Haoyang's hand and walked into the house. She also loosened her bathrobe with her hand. In fact, Rongrong's figure has changed a lot since she grew up.

For example, things that didn't exist before have now developed.

Dongfang Haoyang's face flushed slightly, and he glanced away, avoiding looking at Rongrong's gradually revealed figure.

Although it's a bit smaller than Ya Ya's, it's still pretty good, so I gave it a try.

"Well, Rongrong, let's do it tonight. It wouldn't be good if Yaya came back."

"Hehe, don't worry, my husband. I gave Sister Ya Ya over a dozen tavern discount coupons and arranged for most of the shops in Tu Shan to have special offers, all for the sake of spending time alone with you today~"

"Oh, right, I also asked the melon farmers near Tushan to sell Rongrong more watermelons, all for free. Sister Yaya will definitely buy them, hehe."

Rongrong knew that Ya Ya loved eating melons, so she specially prepared a lot of melon vendors near Tushan.

Tu Shan Rongrong revealed a sly smile, stood up and gently pulled Haoyang into the house, her eyes filled with a deep smile.

"Ah, I knew it..."

"Rongrong, you little rascal, you tricked me again..."

Sure enough, Haoyang said, "Why hasn't my silly little wife, Tushan Yaya, come home yet? Several hours have passed, and she usually doesn't stay out this late."

"Hehe, my husband, just accept your fate. Today, you are mine, and belong only to me, Tu Shan Rongrong~"

The two entered the room, and Rongrong pounced on Haoyang onto the bed, then kissed him deeply. This time, she would lose at least several thousand taels of silver, but compared to that, being able to have her big idiot all to herself was the most important thing to Rongrong.

It's all this big idiot's fault. He always spoils Ya Ya. I'm too embarrassed to compete with Ya Ya for this big idiot, so I just spoil Ya Ya too. Hmm, sometimes we even bully Ya Ya together at night~ hehe.

Of course, time is limited, so it's best not to let Ya Ya know that I secretly ate it, otherwise she will definitely cry and make a fuss and demand compensation.

"I love you, my husband, and now you are mine."

"Yes, I love you too, Rongrong, but you need to be careful. I don't want you to be so exhausted that you have to lie on my back all day to recover."

"Don't worry, you silly husband, Rongrong knows what she's doing."

After Rongrong finished speaking, she looked at Haoyang beneath her with eyes full of love. Her white bathrobe fell down as the buttons on her back loosened, and the two of them gradually embraced and kissed.

In the afternoon, the sun gradually slid down from the high sky toward the mountains, and the last rays of the setting sun shone on two busy figures inside the house.

"To achieve crispy on the outside and tender on the inside grilled meat, it's essential to control the heat. Of course, cooking wine and marinating are equally important, as they greatly enhance the flavor. However, it still depends on the technique and the mastery of the heat..."

Dongfang Haoyang flipped the firm, succulent steak in the frying pan over, and with a swift wave of his hand, a golden divine sun instantly enveloped the steak, disappearing in less than half a second.

Both sides of the steak turned golden brown.

Haoyang nodded with satisfaction. Golden yellow is a color that only food roasted by divine fire can turn into, except for meat with firm texture.

Its effects include keeping monsters and humans in extremely cold places warm and slightly increasing their lifespan.

Of course, apart from Haoyang, who has the same culinary skills and mastery of fire, there is really no one else in the world who can make this dish.

Rongrong, with her hair in two buns, was diligently taking notes in the kitchen.

"Ah, Rongrong has said it so many times, this kind of thing requires attention; taking notes is useless~"

Tu Shan Rongrong stopped what she was doing, looking at Haoyang with a resentful expression. She really wanted to give this bad guy a big kiss on the cheek! Is he even speaking human language?!

"Hey, the only person who can make this kind of amazing food without any experience is you, my husband..."

"Let's think about it a little, maybe someone without such extraordinary talent could be considered?"

Dongfang Haoyang scratched his cheek and smiled faintly.

"I'm sorry, Rongrong, but it's best to practice more for this kind of thing. There's no special trick to it."

Tu Shan Rongrong sighed.

"I understand the logic, but I've tried it hundreds of times. Even with a regular steak, it still can't compare to what you make."

Tu Shan Rongrong said softly as she put away the notebook in her hand.

"Ah, don't be so disappointed. Rongrong did a great job." Dongfang Haoyang said, cutting off a small piece of steak and personally feeding it to his Rongrong.

Rongrong chewed for a bit, and her eyes lit up immediately. Her Haoyang was indeed a top chef whom Ya Ya had praised. The steak was lean but not dry, and the sauce and meat were perfectly blended together. It was the kind of steak that you would definitely want to eat a second bite after the first bite!

She herself benefited from this, being able to eat such meals every day. Moreover, this guy really can cook everything, including various regional cuisines, which may be related to Haoyang's childhood experiences.

No wonder Sister Ya Ya always asks Hao Yang to cook for her when she goes camping. I guess a large part of Sister Ya Ya's affection for him comes from his cooking skills, as if he's in heaven!

Dongfang Haoyang watched Rongrong happily cutting and eating the steak piece by piece, and smiled as he reminded her.

"Don't eat too much. We're having a big meal when Ya Ya comes back tonight, so save some room."

"Hehe, okay, but I'd like to have some more of this steak, my husband." Tu Shan Rongrong licked her lips, smiled faintly, and obediently placed the plate in front of Haoyang.

"Sigh, I really can't do anything with you..." Haoyang helplessly ruffled Rongrong's emerald green hair, walked to the freezer, and took out a steak with exquisite packaging.

"You can only eat one more piece, otherwise Ya Ya will notice."

"Hehe, good husband."

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As night fell, the bright crescent moon rose over the mountains. Tu Shan Ya Ya rode on Samo King, whom she had met on the road and taken to work as a slave, carrying several large baskets full of watermelons and a large sack full of all kinds of delicious food.

She followed a dozen or so Tiger Might soldiers who were also doing her hard labor, carrying large and small bags, until she reached her doorstep.

"I'm back!" Tu Shan Ya Ya chuckled and jumped off the trembling Samo King.

King Satsuma had been pulling over 500 kilograms of goods, including watermelons, all the way. He was so exhausted that he cried out and collapsed to the ground in a spread-eagle position.

"My goodness, it's really crushing me!"

"Hmph, you stinky dog, you're really weak. Here's five hundred taels as a tip. Go home and practice some more. You can't even pull a donkey in the Great Forest. You dare to call yourself a Great Demon King? Hmph, go to Tushan more often and practice. I'll have my stinky cockroach give you a good special training session."

Tu Shan Ya Ya, hands on her hips, said smugly, with a mischievous expression, she stuck the five hundred taels of silver note on King Samo's forehead and giggled.

Hu Weijun, standing nearby, smiled helplessly and placed the boxes of goods one by one at the entrance of his Taoist master's house.

"Ah, finally saved... Daoist Master, sob sob sob..."

Dongfang Haoyang walked out of the house helplessly. Samo Wang put away the five hundred taels of silver notes and scrambled to his knees at Dongfang Haoyang's feet. Normally, he would have clung to this Taoist's leg.

But with Tiger Might Army and the Second Miss present, doing that would definitely get me a severe beating.

"I just saw you bullying Xiao Sa, Ya'er. He's been my subordinate for many years, can't you bully him less?"

Haoyang rubbed the furry head of the Samoyed King helplessly, looking at Ya Ya who was pouting and had her arms crossed.

"Hmph, you stinking cockroach, you're not even on my side? If I speak for you, am I still your wife?"

"But you can't bully people, and of course, you can't bully demons either."

"Didn't I already give him money...?"

"It's not like I'm making him do the work for nothing..."

Tu Shan Ya Ya crossed her arms and said quietly, while her eyes swept over the Tiger Might Army around her.

"Don't you think so...?"

An extremely powerful phantom of a nine-tailed celestial fox appeared behind Ya Ya, and its invisible, violent, and chilling aura made the surrounding Tiger Might Army soldiers swallow hard.

"Yes, yes, Master Dao, this is your family matter, and it is not appropriate for us to interfere."

"Okay, you may leave..." Dongfang Haoyang patted the shoulder of Samo King, who was trembling and clinging to his leg, and placed a Nine-Turn Golden Pill into Samo King's palm.

"Holy crap! Nine-Turn Golden Elixir! This thing is too precious!" King Samo's eyes lit up instantly, and with tears in his eyes, he kowtowed several times to his Taoist master.

"You should go back too. I'll give you some pills to help you with your cultivation later. Consider it a reward from Ya'er for using your money."

"Thank you, Daoist Master! Thank you, Daoist Master!" King Samo excitedly grabbed the golden pill and ran away in a flash.

Nine-Turn Golden Elixir! The most powerful elixir in this world, only their Daoist master can refine it. One pill can increase lifespan by ten years, and this one also greatly increases the speed of spiritual energy absorption.

To put it simply, an ordinary person with no cultivation and mediocre talent can be reborn by consuming a Nine-Turn Golden Pill. As long as they cultivate diligently, they can reach the Demon King Realm within a year and the Great Demon King Realm within three years.

King Samo planned to use this when he ascended to the Demon Emperor realm. This thing could increase his success rate by at least 70% to 80%! It was practically a divine medicine among divine medicines. No wonder his master Daoist made it so amazing!

Several Tiger Might soldiers clasped their fists and bowed to Haoyang. One of the demons also received a pill, and couldn't help but smile as he slipped away.

"Ugh, why did you reward that stinky cockroach?! I already gave him money... you idiot."

Tu Shan Ya Ya stomped her foot in anger, put her hands on her hips, and looked at Hao Yang with a resentful expression.

Dongfang Haoyang walked calmly to Tushan Yaya and gave her a big hug.

"You silly little fox, if you don't come back soon I'm going to come looking for you! Didn't you promise you'd be back by tonight, you silly wife~"

Tu Shan Ya Ya was taken aback when she was hugged, but then she couldn't help but smile.

"Hehe, you stinky cockroach, you're worried about me~"

"Ah, what else? My wife doesn't come home in the middle of the night, who else would I worry about if not you?" Dongfang Haoyang gently pinched Ya Ya's little nose and smiled helplessly.

"Hey hey, welcome home, Ya Ya! Did you have fun today?"

Tu Shan Rongrong chuckled and walked out of the door, then naturally joined the hugging crowd.