"The congee is ready! Everyone, take your turn, everyone gets some,"
Dongfang Jing announced loudly, lifting the pot lid.
Surprisingly, although these spirit beasts couldn't understand human speech, they were all remarkably orderly.
The emerald swan that had once healed Dongfang Jing was calling out "goose-goose" nearby.
Biji understood that it was instructing the beasts to bring out their bowls and plates to serve as food and line up, not to fight, or they would get nothing!
Dongfang Jing wiped the sweat from his brow, looking at this spectacular scene, even he himself found it unbelievable.
This morning, he had only intended to cook a small pot of century egg and lean pork congee for breakfast, but the swan that had saved him and whom he named "Little Emerald" kept pestering him for some.
As a result, the aroma of the hot congee attracted more and more emerald swans, who kept calling "goose-goose."
Having no other choice, Dongfang Jing had to write a letter asking his sister to purchase a large amount of ingredients and cooking utensils.
During the cooking process, the aroma grew increasingly rich, even attracting the nearby guardian spirit beasts.
Because of Bi Ji's instructions, these ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, who had already gained intelligence, not only did not harm him, but also actively helped him cut down trees and carve stones to make porridge containers, quietly waiting in line.
One by one, jade swans carried bowls forward with their beaks, and Dongfang Jing served them porridge one by one.
When it was the turn of the guardian soul beasts,facing the majestic seventy-thousand-year-old Fiery Lion, Dongfang Jing appeared calm, but his heart was pounding, fearing that the lion would be dissatisfied and devour him.
After filling its huge stone bowl with porridge, the Fiery Lion first glanced at this tiny human, and finally nodded slightly in greeting.
Dongfang Jing continued to serve porridge to the other soul beasts, becoming their canteen waiter.
After tasting their food, the soul beasts let out satisfied growls and then wolfed it down.
As the chef, watching the beasts enjoy their meal, Dongfang Jing couldn't help but smile, feeling both happy and gratified.
Bi Ji gazed at the seemingly chaotic yet harmonious scene, a slight ache in her nose, and she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
'Di Tian, you're wrong. This child is truly different. In him, I seem to see... the future of our soul beasts!'
"Master!" Dongfang Jing's call made her look up, only to see the young man waving at her.
Bi Ji slowly stepped forward, and the guardian soul beasts, who were eating, forgot their food and bowed in respect.
Dongfang Jing saw this scene but said nothing.
He simply ladled out a bowl of hot porridge and handed it to her: "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Would you like to try some?"
Bi Ji nodded gently, took the bowl and spoon, and took a small sip.
Her previous frustration and disappointment instantly melted away with the deliciousness and warmth of the food.
Bi Ji's eyes shone brightly as she softly asked, "My dear disciple, what is this?"
"Preserved egg and lean pork porridge."
Several months had passed,and Dongfang Yao, far away in Qibao City, had already celebrated her seventh birthday.
Although Ning Fengzhi and others held a grand birthday banquet for her, she couldn't help feeling a little lost without her closest brother by her side.
However,when she read the birthday wishes letter sent by Dongfang Jing, a silly, innocent smile appeared on her face.
At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, apart from not seeing her brother, her living conditions were impeccable. She lived comfortably, ate lavishly, and had an endless supply of gold soul coins.
Because she was still young, Chen Xin and the others took extra care of her.
Besides cultivating her soul power and learning swordsmanship from Chen Xin every day, she also needed to learn etiquette.
Originally, she had only paid to become a transfer student at Notting Academy, but she simply withdrew from the program. The process went smoothly; Director Su didn't say or ask anything, showing great understanding.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had dedicated instructors who taught her many things she couldn't learn at ordinary academies.
Despite such a comfortable life, Dongfang Yao never relaxed her cultivation.
She not only wanted to demonstrate her determination to avenge her brother in public, but she also truly harbored this goal in her heart and would surely achieve it someday!
She carefully folded the letter and put it into the soul tool given to her by Gu Rong.
This storage device was filled with items related to her brother: letters he wrote, his clothes, and meals he cooked.
Although the siblings could not meet, they would exchange letters every day thanks to the Twin Stars.
That morning, Dongfang Yao changed her clothes and jogged along the corridor.
On the way, she happened to meet Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and Chen Xin.
She waved and greeted them, "Uncle Ning, Grandpa Gu, Master, I'm going for a run!"
"Be careful on the road," Ning Fengzhi replied with a smile.
Several disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School secretly followed, both to protect her safety and to keep watch.
A habit she had developed with her brother had instilled in Dongfang Yao the tradition of morning exercise.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was vast, and she could have run within the sect grounds, but she insisted on running around the city, saying it gave her a better feeling.
The three elders didn't suspect anything; after all, cultivation methods varied from person to person, and running was also a form of cultivation. Different environments brought different feelings.
However, Dongfang Yao's purpose in leaving the sect wasn't limited to this.
Soon, she ran to a secluded pet shop.
"Boss, I'm here!"
"Welcome!" The middle-aged female owner responded and went into the basement.
Various cats and dogs were caged inside. Dongfang Yao squatted down and played with them.
At this moment, a small monkey ran up from the basement.
In a blind spot where no one was watching, Dongfang Yao slipped more than ten ring-shaped storage soul tools into its paw.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has abundant resources, so these small, ring-shaped storage containers are not uncommon.
Although Seven Treasure City is the sect's territory, some people still secretly engage in certain special transactions.
This shop, ostensibly a pet store, can actually do anything.
As long as you pay, the owner has the channels and keeps quiet.
The shop owner is a one-ring Soul Master; his mutated monkey Martial Soul possesses independent consciousness, similar to Yu Xiaogang's Luo Sanpao.
Dongfang Yao had previously stored a large amount of gold soul coins in the ring. After the little monkey took the ring, it quickly returned to the basement.
Soon after, it quietly ran up again and returned the ring.
Dongfang Yao placed the coins into the Twin Star Vortex and probed it with her soul power.
After confirming that her brother had taken the ring, she left the pet store.
She had commissioned the owner to purchase a large quantity of ingredients and seasonings—a truly enormous amount!
Although she was curious why her brother needed so many ingredients, she never asked and obediently did as she was told.
Since Dongfang Yao left the sect, the disciples who followed her had shouldered the dual tasks of protection and surveillance, regularly reporting her whereabouts to Ning Fengzhi.
These past few days, she had indeed maintained her daily running training, only occasionally visiting the pet shop to play with the animals.
It was perfectly normal for a little girl to like pets; no one would suspect anything.
The disciples who accompanied her were already used to it, even bored to the point of yawning.
After Dongfang Yao left,a disciple entered the pet shop and placed two gold soul coins on the counter: "Did that girl ask you for anything?"
The shop's shady dealings weren't a big secret.
But the owner was disciplined, never harming anyone or doing anything detrimental to the sect's interests.
Besides, many people genuinely needed such channels; for any inconvenient tasks, paying the owner was a safe bet, so the sect turned a blind eye.
The proprietress stood up from her chair, put away the gold soul coins, and shook her head, saying, "No, she just came to see the kittens and puppies."
The disciple nodded coldly and left.
The proprietress sat down again.
She wasn't stupid; she clearly understood the difference between a full meal and a regular one.
As long as the ingredients were prepared in advance, Dongfang Yao would pay tens, hundreds, and sometimes even thousands of gold soul coins each time she visited.
Although the boss was puzzled—why were they being so secretive about buying such common ingredients,and why was the quantity so unusually large?—she adhered to industry norms, taking the money and doing the job without questioning.
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