Late at night.
Yang Shi was studying the Jade Slip of the Springwood Longevity Technique together with Jiang Xiaobai.
"How was this thing made? You had to inject spiritual power into it before you could examine the technique. When I held it, I couldn't see a thing."
Jiang Xiaobai pursed her lips in a smile. "This technique Jade Slip doesn't just contain words—it also carries the trajectories of spiritual power. Without spiritual power, you can't perceive them. If you only look at the words, it's nothing more than a few sheets of waste paper."
"Oh, then it really is different from us Martial Cultivators."
The Mind Illumination Formula he practiced was simply a book. He could slowly grasp it by following its instructions to practice breathing and meditation.
Knock, knock, knock~
Urgent knocking sounded outside the door.
"Who is it?!"
Yang Shi jumped, pointing at Jiang Xiaobai's chest. She immediately grabbed the Moonlight Mirror in her hand.
At the same time, Yang Shi looked overhead. There was no instruction from the ancestor, and his heart settled somewhat.
Gripping the Flowing Water Sword, Yang Shi cautiously opened the door.
Wooo, wooo, wooo!
Awooo~
A tightly bound man and a tightly bound wolf were curled up at the doorway, wailing miserably.
"Brother, look, there are words on the floor."
"Old Beggar blocked a calamity for you, kid. I took all the coffee from the shop."
Yang Shi immediately understood what had happened and bowed toward the distance.
"Thank you, Senior, for saving us!"
Ge Tan and the Iron-Spined Gray Wolf had both had all their spiritual power sealed by Old Beggar. They were now no different from ordinary people, and Yang Shi could easily deal with the pair.
"Huzi! Bring the whip!"
Huzi ran out excitedly from the room next door, whip in hand.
"Brother Shi, which Black Ghost are we whipping?"
"We're not whipping Black Ghost today. Whip these two on the ground! Let's see if they can keep their mouths shut now."
Smack!
"Ah!"
Huzi's opening stance alone showed his professionalism. He made Ge Tan jolt violently, leaving a bloody welt across his face.
"Are you talking or not?!"
Smack!
"Ah! Woooooo~~"
"Are you talking or not?!"
Smack!
"Ah! Wooo!!!"
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
After he had finished all Hundred Lightning Whips, even Huzi could not help sighing. "What a tough guy. Whipped this badly, and he still won't talk."
"Wooo!!!"
Hearing that, Ge Tan, covered in blood on the floor, twisted desperately, his resentment soaring to the heavens.
Jiang Xiaobai said timidly, "Brother Huzi, I think his mouth has been sealed the whole time."
Ge Tan: "!!!"
After pulling the Old Beggar's sock out of Ge Tan's mouth, Ge Tan shouted with a twisted expression:
"Talk, talk, talk! Talk about what?! At least ask me something! At least let me open my mouth! Fuck!"
Smack!
Another whip cracked across Ge Tan's mouth.
Huzi said, "Too much talking."
With Huzi's hundred whips laying the groundwork, Ge Tan—a pampered young master with delicate skin who cultivated at home while eating Spirit Food—spilled everything. He even wanted to lead them to the Green Bamboo Grove himself.
Only then did Yang Genshuo understand.
"So they wanted the Compressed Biscuit recipe for... a Spirit Meal recipe?"
"To make a low-grade version of the Grain-Repelling Pill?"
"One Grain-Repelling Pill could sell for two Low-Grade Spirit Stones? Even a low-grade version could sell for one?"
Yang Genshuo was shocked. If that was the case, then he could make it!
He only needed to replace the wheat flour used for Compressed Biscuits with Spirit Wheat Flour.
"Excellent. I'll make them here and send them in. Wouldn't the Yang Family be printing Spirit Stones like a money press?"
He left the rest to Yang Shi.
After frantically operating for a long while, Yang Genshuo could finally lie down and rest for a bit.
Year 3, Day 305. The Rogue Cultivators of Bluestone Market had all left. Murong Ziyan led her disciples and the three demonic cultivators away. Before she left, Yang Shi gave her a box of chocolate and a bag of candy, telling her there would be new products next year. Murong Ziyan accepted them coolly without saying much. After Yang Shi returned home, he discovered three defensive Talismans on his person.
Bluestone County returned to peace. Yet the miserable howls of a wolf often drifted from Yang Family Estate.
Year 3, Day 318. Yang Shi achieved minor mastery of internal breath and successfully entered the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm—Marrow Sea Blossoming. After consuming a Marrow Cleansing Pill, the medicinal power erupted, directly tempering him to Great Perfection and allowing him to break through to the eighth level of Body Tempering—True Essence Convergence.
The Yang Family's martial virtue increased significantly. Incense Value +150.
Year 3, Day 320. Jiang Xiaobai learned the Springwood Longevity Technique. She cast the spell Growth of All Things, causing the plants in the Spirit Field to grow even more luxuriantly.
Jiang Xiaobai's cultivation technique matched her aptitude, triggering the talent Wood Affinity (Earth Grade). Her cultivation speed increased significantly.
Year 3, Day 333. After administering CPR to the Iron-Spined Gray Wolf for the tenth time, the Iron-Spined Gray Wolf, its mouth stuffed full of Fire Dragon Fruit, lowered its head and willingly became the Yang Family's Spirit Beast guardian.
Year 3, Day 355. The Low-Grade Spirit Stone in Jiang Xiaobai's hand turned to dust. Absorbing the pure spiritual energy allowed her to advance to the Third Layer of Embryonic Breath, leaving her in high spirits.
Yang Genshuo woke groggily from the sofa and saw that it was time for the annual ancestral sacrifice again.
Your descendant Yang Shi has successfully completed this year's ancestral sacrifice. Incense Value +10 You have received offerings from members of the Yang Family: 40 jin of Spirit Wheat, one box of Spiritual Soil, and 100 Essence-Sealing Rejuvenation Pills. Would you like to bestow a reward upon the descendants of the Yang Family?
Yang Genshuo kept slowing down and speeding up the game, so the latter half of the year alone took him two days.
By now, everything he had ordered from JD.com had arrived.
Coffee powder, milk tea powder, candy, chocolate, and a box of exquisite Three Kingdoms Kill cards.
This time, he had bought a full thirty thousand yuan's worth of supplies and tossed them all in at once.
Yang Shi accepted them joyfully.
The milk tea was all right, since he had already mastered the recipe for making simple milk tea himself.
But there really was no coffee powder over there. That greedy Old Beggar had swept it all away when he left!
Yang's Board Game Teahouse had nearly lost one of its signature drinks.
No longer bothering with Yang Shi's affairs, Yang Genshuo rose from the sofa and examined the offerings. He had told Yang Shi to prepare all of these beforehand, and they would be of great use.
Walking out of the study, he casually snapped off a branch. After awkwardly twisting and striking through a set of moves from the Trace-Free Sword Technique, his blood and qi flowed smoothly.
Mood +1 +1 +1.
After stretching his limbs, Yang Genshuo took a shower. Looking in the mirror, he saw that his body was slimming down at an astonishing rate, while his skin remained exceptionally firm and smooth.
He weighed himself. 186 jin.
"In less than a week, I actually lost fourteen jin. This is incredible!"
He was 1.8 meters tall and had previously weighed 200 jin. He had already developed a noticeable belly and a round, fleshy face, carrying that greasy air of a thirty-year-old middle-aged man. But now... his youthful feeling had returned!
Seeing his physique return to how it had been when he was young, Yang Genshuo admired himself with delight.
"I'm fucking handsome!"
In the courtyard, today's lunch prepared by Lin Yue sat in an insulated box. The Spirit Rice gave off an enticing fragrance.
After wolfing down the meal.
Yang Genshuo loaded a large box of soil dug from the Spirit Field into the Bentley's trunk, then tossed in a handful of Spirit Wheat.
He got into the car and drove away from home.
Rolling down the window, he enjoyed the sight of passersby unable to resist turning around to stare at the car, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.
"Awesome!"
Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!
With the roar of the 4.0T engine, he drove toward Shimen Agricultural University.
After putting the large box of Spiritual Soil into Cheng Bo's laboratory, he told him to hurry up and develop Hybrid Spirit Rice Paddy.
Then he drove to the nearest Compressed Biscuit factory—Red Maple Food Factory.
This had once been a popular employer for graduates from the neighboring Food Science and Engineering major, a leading state-owned enterprise.
He remembered that several of his classmates had come to work here after graduation.
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