The next day.

In the lobby on the first floor of Yugou Inn, a man and a woman became the focus of everyone's attention.

A cute girl with long light green hair, wearing a seductive dress, and a handsome boy with an expressionless face.

The two of them sat opposite each other at the corner table, enjoying lunch by the window.

Why lunch? Because they couldn't get up in the morning.

Although Mu Qing is a transformed spirit demon, her spiritual power has been banned by Lu Lingqiu, so she cannot rely on her spiritual power to eliminate sleepiness.

As for Lu Lingqiu himself, he was still used to spending a few hours sleeping every day.

After all, sleeping is so nice.

Last night, after a series of negotiations, Mu Qing finally agreed to be his guardian spirit. But the premise is——

He wants to show his true strength worthy of her following.

So at that time——

In front of her eyes, he conjured up a lot of things she had never seen before out of thin air——

Desserts and pastries.

Macarons, chocolate, taro pie, egg tarts - and so on.

"?"

food?

Wouldn't it be poisonous?

Is this considered spiritual magic?

Mu Qing picked up a piece of strawberry cookie and put it into his mouth with a confused look on his face. Then his eyes immediately widened: "This... what does this taste like!"

Damn it, how could it be so delicious!

The sweetness of the strawberry and the soft and crisp texture are mixed together. It is obviously just human food, but it is unexpectedly addictive.

She had never tasted such a delicious "dessert", and she couldn't help but immediately stretched out her little hands to grab another cute-looking grid-shaped triangular snack with cherries on it.

"...Um! What...what is this!!"

The moment she entered the entrance, her little face was full of excitement. Compared with the fruits that the demon clan eats every day, no, even the freshest spiritual fruits are not as delicious as this!

"Ah, that's called a waffle." Lu Lingqiu suppressed a smile and added: "Cherry waffle."

Sure enough, in front of these "heavenly" snacks, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was completely defeated.

Mu Qing finished the muffin in two or three sips without grace, and then went to eat the tiger-striped cake roll...

"Hey, stop for a moment."

Lu Lingqiu waved his hand and all the food disappeared.

"What...what's going on! What are you doing?" The girl was a little unhappy.

"Didn't you ask me to show my cultivation? I've finished showing it." He said proudly: "How is it? Is it passable?"

"you……"

The girl thought: "I will not be deceived by the little tricks you prepared in advance. Isn't it the most delicious dessert that I have never eaten before? Who, who cares about it..."

She decided to find fault theoretically: "This is not spiritual magic at all! Don't think that I don't know, you conjured it from the storage ring, right? You came prepared, and this has nothing to do with your cultivation.

"

The girl sneered, stared at the black ring on his left index finger and said, "It's ridiculous that a mere human wants to deceive me."

She knew that all storage-type space instruments were extremely expensive and highly polarized.

The most common thing used by human monks is a storage bag. The inner space of this object is only half the size of a house. It is cheap and practical, but it has no restrictions. It can be destroyed by anyone who takes it away. But the storage ring is different.

That's a status symbol.

Low-key, simple and atmospheric.

Depending on the grade, the size of the space varies, and restrictions can be set up to prevent theft.

More advanced ones also have the function of identifying the owner by dripping blood. Once something happens to the owner, it can even self-destruct.

In other words, those who can afford to wear a spiritual ring are rich or second-generation immortals.

Lu Lingqiu was a little surprised that the girl actually noticed one of the sacred weapons in her hand, but if she thought about it carefully, it was indeed quite ostentatious to wear it. For future plans, she should find a way to hide it.

"I didn't lie to you. It is indeed a spiritual technique." He said.

"Then tell me, what kind of spiritual magic is it?"

Still want to quibble?

You won’t look back until you hit the wall, right?

Mu Qing waited for his answer.

"Yeah. It's an illusion that I developed by combining vision and taste - Liuli Baiweiting."

Lu Lingqiu said seriously.

"?"

Illusion?

Sight and taste?

Development?

And a name?

There must be a bottom line when making things up, right?

The girl chuckled and said to herself: Make it up, keep making it up. Since you want to play, I will play with you to the end.

"How do you prove that this is an illusion?"

"Don't you think that even though you ate two desserts, you didn't feel full at all?"

Lu Lingqiu reminded him.

She was stunned, smacked her lips, and recalled: "...it seems true that I am very happy when eating, but it does not occupy my stomach. It seems that I can eat endlessly..."

"Yep.

The core function of this spiritual technique is to make people fall into an endless appetite and be unable to extricate themselves."

Lu Lingqiu said confidently: "You like sweets, so you see this type of food, but people who like meat and delicacies see a different scene, and of course, the food they taste is different.

If I don't cancel the spiritual magic, the person who is caught in the magic will be able to taste the next delicacy indefinitely, which is the world's first food illusion - Liuli Baiwei Pavilion."

"Of course, spells have two sides. In addition to being able to restrain enemies under special circumstances, they can also be used as a means of self-enjoyment. Wouldn't it be nice to occasionally satisfy one's own appetites without getting fat?"

The girl was stunned.

No way.

It seems, seems, very reasonable...

If he didn't lie,

Then he must be a genius who creates spiritual arts, right?

But this weird spiritual technique...

Mu Qing was still unconvinced and asked the last doubt in her heart: "If this is really the case, then tell me how much spiritual power this spiritual technique will consume of you."

Sharp questions arise.

Each spiritual technique has its own spiritual power value that needs to be consumed, and the spiritual power value directly determines the intensity of the spiritual technique.

If it was a spiritual technique that was made up out of nowhere, he would not be able to give a clear answer.

However……

"Only thirty thousand." Lu Lingqiu said bluntly without thinking.

"..."

Thirty thousand?

That’s it?

What is the concept of thirty thousand?

The girl's heart said: This is the spiritual power I have gained from working hard day and night for a whole year!

If divided according to the levels of human monks, the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Monks can at best only have one thousand units of spiritual power, ten thousand units of foundation building, one hundred thousand golden elixirs, one million Nascent Souls, and so on...

Is it a human thing to use up the spiritual power that a high-level monk has spent an unknown amount of time cultivating with a gourmet illusion?

Before he could complain, Lu Lingqiu said again: "If you like, I can change desserts for you every day."

"...?"
To be continued...