"Sister-in-law, I can't accept this!"
Luo Chen hurriedly declined. Usually, mooching a meal or two was nothing.
But this soup was meant to replenish Qin Liangchen's qi and blood. It concerned the coming fight to the death.
Even with his thick skin, he did not dare drink this bowl of soup.
Yet Murong Qinglian insisted on placing the bowl before Luo Chen.
"This is only some leftover. Brother Qin drank all the essence, so there's no need for you to refuse."
"But..."
"No buts, unless you look down on your sister-in-law's cooking."
"Uh, all right!"
Luo Chen stopped refusing and simply drained the small bowl of soup clean.
"The Blood Fiend Tiger is a Second-Order Demon Beast. Soup made from its bones is a great tonic for Qi Refining Stage cultivators. Though it's only a small bowl, you're already at the Mid Qi Refining Stage, so it should bring you considerable benefits too."
Murong Qinglian put away the bowl and reminded Luo Chen not to waste the medicinal power in it.
After she left, Luo Chen sighed with emotion.
Though life had been difficult since transmigrating here, he had still met many good people on the path of cultivation.
Sun Shou, who had rented him a room for half a Spirit Stone; Chen Xiuping, who had given up part of his stall; and all the kind neighbors in this courtyard.
He even began to wonder whether his transmigrator's blessing was more than just that proficiency Attribute Panel.
"Maybe my fortune is maxed out too!"
Naturally, while thinking this, he cast aside villains like the short-lived ghost Chen Xiao and the poor wretch Gao Ting'e.
They were merely a little wind and frost along the road of cultivation!
Just as he was sighing, a stream of heat began spreading from his