The Youngest Sword Cultivator in a World of Magic

Chapter 273

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Ye Chuqi thoughtfully took out several bottles of fruit juice and handed them to Jun Ruofeng. "Uncle Jun, thanks for all your hard work. Have some of this and get some rest." The juice was made from fruit grown in her space, and San San had added a few harmless herbs, mainly to improve the flavor and give it a slight health-boosting effect.

Jun Ruofeng knew that anything Ye Chuqi brought out was bound to be good, whether someone else had given it to her or she had collected it herself. He accepted the bottles without hesitation. He would know how good the juice was once he tasted it, and it never crossed his mind that Ye Chuqi might have tampered with it.

Ye Chuqi watched Jun Ruofeng stalk off in a huff and couldn't help smiling. When she turned around, she met Red Beard's expectant gaze.

"Does only Jun Ruofeng get some?" Good things were meant to be shared, and Red Beard had no intention of standing on ceremony with Ye Chuqi. "What is it?"

Ye Chuqi took out a few more bottles for Red Beard and Ye Qinglan. That alone showed where everyone stood with her: Gaines got none, and neither did anyone else. Although fruit ripened quickly and abundantly in her space, San San didn't make much juice. Most of the fruit went toward brewing wine, which tasted even better but took longer to make and depended on when the medicinal herbs in the space matured.

So Ye Chuqi didn't have much juice on hand either.

Besides, it was rich in Spiritual Energy. Ye Chuqi only dared give it to the three of them because she knew them well enough to be sure their bodies could handle it. With anyone else, she would have worried it might

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