Phew~

The other old man couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

"No way. I've heard of Tianjiao. Isn't he a martial artist? Why does appearance matter?"

"Who knows? I just heard it from hearsay, so I'll leave it to you."

Waving his hand, the old man pointed at the chessboard in front of him and shouted.

"Come on, don't worry about so much, let's play chess! Play chess!"

"No, I want to know how talented and beautiful it is that can catch the eye of the demon master Duan Musui. I have to find someone to find out."

After saying that, the old man waved his hand, disrupting the chess game in front of him, and disappeared into the mountains in an instant, leaving only another old man beating his chest and stamping his feet.

"You idiot, if you don't win, then you will cheat. You, Old Devil Han, will die a happy death!"

…………………………

In the exquisite wing room, Zhao Yinshun slowly opened his eyes from meditation. In an instant, the light in the entire room dimmed, and the only thing left in the small world was the dark divine light in his pupils.

A turbid and thick fishy smell spurted out from the mouth and nose, and all the minor filth in the internal organs were excreted with vomiting.

[Secret Records of True Martial Arts]: LV.41+3

【God】:39+2+2(Excellent)

【Fine】:30+3(Excellent)

【Qi】:31+2(excellent)

Looking at the drastic changes on the attribute panel, Zhao Yinshun was filled with emotions.

In just one night, [Zhenwu Secret Record] increased by 3 levels. He didn't even have time to digest the 2 points of [God] attributes that were improved yesterday!

And since he moved into Duanmusui's mansion yesterday, he has clearly noticed that the concentration of spiritual energy here is nearly twice as high as outside.

Otherwise, he would not be able to upgrade [Zhenwu Secret Record] to 3 levels overnight!

But this is still not his limit. If the concentration of spiritual energy hadn't held him back, after squeezing [God] to the extreme, he would have the confidence to upgrade to 4 levels overnight!

such a pity……

Shaking his head, Zhao Yinshun looked at some inconspicuous lines of records in the attribute panel.

"Affected by [Qualification], [God] attribute (excellent) cultivation efficiency increases by 392%."

"Affected by [Qualification], [Essence] attribute (Excellent) cultivation efficiency increases by 431%."

"Affected by [Qualification], [Qi] attribute (excellent) cultivation efficiency increases by 426%."

Roots, qualifications, understanding...

With the skyrocketing growth of these three innate attributes, Zhao Yinshun truly felt what it meant to upgrade on a rocket!

The master class is so terrifying!

I was sighing in my heart when Duan Musui's gentle voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Shun'er, open the door."

Zhao Yinshun quickly jumped out of bed, opened the door, and saw Duan Musui's flower-like smile.

"You had a hard time practicing last night. I made you some breakfast. Eat it while it's hot."

Only then did he notice that she was holding a wooden plate in her hand. Zhao Yinshun quickly took it and smiled sheepishly.

"You can just leave this kind of thing to the servants. Master, why do you need to do it yourself?"

"But there are only two of us at home. If I don't do anything, you will have to go hungry."

Passing the dinner plate to Zhao Yinshun, Duan Musui sat at the table with him, supporting his chin with one hand and looking at him expectantly.

"Try it quickly. Is it delicious?"

"Uh...why doesn't Master hire some maids to take care of the chores?"

Feeling a little embarrassed by her gaze, Zhao Yinshun opened the lid of the bowl and asked casually.

But the smell that hit his face made him almost fall over, and his reddish eyes instantly began to become moist.

No, the smell is too strong...

His eyes were red from the smoke, and Zhao Yinshun used all his willpower to suppress the urge to pour it into the sewer, and gave Duan Musui a forced smile.

"There are servants at Shanmen who handle miscellaneous chores, but the house in Lanzhou Mansion was given to me by someone else. I'm only staying here for two days, so I'm too lazy to hire more people."

"Besides, mortals can't stay with me for a long time, their souls can't bear it..."

As he was talking quietly, Duanmu Sui noticed Zhao Yinshun's difficult expression and sighed with some disappointment.

"Sigh... I know that your senior sister doesn't like to eat the food I cook. It's obviously very nutritious..."

Looking at the sticky purple-black semi-solid unknown paste in the bowl, and looking at the frustrated expression of his master, Zhao Yinshun's eyes twitched, and he picked up a spoon with great perseverance and scooped out a lump of paste and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Forget it. If you don't want to eat, don't force it. Master won't be angry with you."

Seeing that Zhao Yinshun's cheeks were squirming with a ferocious expression, Duan Musui persuaded him softly with some emotion.

Gulu~

Forcibly swallowing the unknown object with a curious taste, Zhao Yinshun forced out a smile and was about to comfort Duan Musui with a few words, when his expression suddenly changed.

The paste entering the stomach sac releases hot energy like nuclear fusion, rushing along the blood meridians to every cell in the body.

The hungry soul and body are like travelers in distress who have found an oasis in the desert and plunge into the spring, greedily sucking in the huge energy.

The body is cheering and the soul is singing!

The attributes deposited deep in the spirit and flesh begin to be digested and absorbed at a speed visible to the naked eye, transforming into real and tangible power!

"Master, what material is this made of?"

After swallowing his saliva, Zhao Yinshun looked at the small basin-like sea bowl in front of him and couldn't help but ask.

This blood food is many times more powerful than Dean Qin's century-old python!

"Ah? The main ingredient is the meat of a golden-winged roc. Don't you like eating bird meat? I'll try another one next time. Real dragons are hard to find. I still have some dragon meat in stock at home..."

Listening to Duan Musui's tone like a housewife discussing the ingredients for dinner, Zhao Yinshun took a deep breath.

Poverty limits my imagination...

With that said, Duan Musui was about to put away the dinner plate. Looking at his posture as if he was about to throw away the paste, Zhao Yinshun quickly hugged Haiwan.

"Master, I haven't finished eating yet!"

"Don't you like it?"

"No! I like it very much!"

Staring at Duan Musui's confused eyes, Zhao Yinshun said firmly and word by word.

After saying that, he picked up the spoon and swallowed the curious purple-black paste in one mouthful, with a serious expression as if he was performing some kind of sacred ritual.

Watching the food in the bowl gradually bottoming out, Duanmu Sui's eyes were filled with emotion.

"Actually, I also know that the food I make is not delicious, but I really make it in the most nutritious way..."

After scraping off the last trace of paste at the bottom of the bowl, Zhao Yinshun smiled and consoled him.

"It's just that the taste is a little different. Master, don't worry about it."

"But your senior sister said that dogs won't eat anything I cook... Wuwu..."

The gentle smile froze on his face, Zhao Yinshun narrowed his eyes and made a careful note in the notebook for the senior sister he had not yet met.

Senior sister scolded me as worse than a dog, I will remember this grudge...

"The most important thing about food is not the taste, but the feeling. I can feel Master's care for his disciples."
Chapter completed!