Xue Fuxiao grumbled, "You need to explain things clearly to ."
"Did you not run into Bu Chou? And Dong Changfeng, Yang Luoyu?"
"Yes."
"Did all three of them have breakthroughs?"
"Yes... No, Yang Luoyu hasn’t yet, but he’s getting close."
"And they invited you to drink, right?"
"Yeah."
"Then, in the heat of the mont, you asked Dong Changfeng about your doubts, right?"
"Yes... How did you know? Did Dong Changfeng tell you?"
"... Where’s your brain!?"
Dongfang Sansan snorted, "So Dong Changfeng was too scared to say anything, leaving you to co back and ask , right?"
"...Correct."
"Then Dong Changfeng sought your guidance, didn’t he?"
"He did."
"Did Bu Chou and the others spar with you?"
"... Also correct."
"Did you mimic the techniques of Duan Xiyang and other Wei Wo Zheng Sect experts when you fought with them?"
"...Yes."
"And then they all improved, right?"
"... Right."
"So after you left, the three of them went into seclusion, didn’t they?"
"Correct."
"And they will advance once they erge, right?"
"Why are you asking stuff you already know?"
Dongfang Sansan sighed, "If I hadn’t told you to ask Dong Changfeng, what would you have done when you saw Duan Xiyang?"
"I would have chased after Duan Xiyang for a fight and just kept battling."
"So you wouldn’t have gone drinking with Bu Chou and the others, right?"
"Right. Already tailing Duan Xiyang, how could I have gone for a drink."
"So they would’ve missed the chance to spar and seek your guidance, right?"
"Of course."
"If you ran into each other at headquarters, it wouldn’t be easy to specifically seek advice from you, right?"
"Indeed."
"Then why ask?"
"But you haven’t said why you yourself didn’t ask about this."
"..."
Dongfang Sansan shut himself off.
...
Morning.
A few clear bird calls echoed.
Fang Che stepped out of the door and saw thirty-five people neatly sitting under the trellis in the yard.
The ss from last night’s drinking was already cleaned up thoroughly.
Each person was ditating, practicing diligently.
Appreciating this rare opportunity.
Ye ng was busy in the kitchen. Within this Elegant Garden were Lingxiao Rice, never seen outside; they were spirit rice produced by the Lingxiao Vine outside.
Fang Che simply let Ye ng steam two big pots, and also made two buckets of porridge.
The rice jar, which wasn’t very large to begin with, was emptied completely.
At this mont, hot steam rose as the food was brought out.
Instantly, the Spiritual Energy in the air beca even denser.
A portion was reserved in the room for Ye ng himself.
Others each got exactly thirty-nine bowls of spirit rice and thirty-nine bowls of porridge.
Fang Che carried three portions of rice and porridge to Old Man Shen and the others.
Then he returned.
Seeing the group still pretending to ditate, he almost burst out laughing, "Wake up everyone, co drink porridge."
Everyone imdiately opened their eyes, each with a sheepish grin, "Slls so good."
"Tasty, isn’t it? One bowl of porridge, one bowl of rice per person."
Fang Che laughed heartily, "Your sister-in-law personally made it."
"Sister-in-law is so nice."
"Boss Fang is truly blessed..."
Then the group began to eat, truly not willing to waste even a single grain of rice.
Several of them, after drinking the porridge, even practiced to gather Spiritual Energy into water, pouring it into the bowl to rinse it out, then drank it dry.
Everyone knew that after absorbing the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi from the Lingxiao Vine all night, eating Lingxiao Rice in the morning was perfectly complentary, maximizing the benefit.
Just the absorption overnight, plus a bowl of rice and a bowl of porridge in the morning, was equivalent to three months of hard training for them.
And this is the foundation, not sothing cultivation alone can match.
Such things, even in great families like Feng Yu Xue, the likes of Feng Xiangdong, although direct descendants, don’t usually get such fine stuff.
So many ancestors up above whose lifespans are nearing their end need it to extend their lives?
It’s hard enough to grow these heavenly treasures; how could they truly be consud as food?
This small bowl of rice itself was the total amount of Lingxiao Rice Feng Yu Xue’s family would generously allow younger generations to enjoy in six months.
Because this stuff is only available at headquarters, with its unique array that condenses nature’s spiritual energy, an array personally established by Dongfang Strategist before losing the connection with Heaven and Earth.
No other place has it at all.
And today, Fang Che straightforwardly took it all out, directly cooked it, and shared it equally.
All thirty-five people were deeply moved.
"Boss Fang’s generosity today, we shall never forget!"
Led by Feng Xiangdong and Yuzhong Kuang, everyone bowed in unison.
"Just so rice, I myself don’t even know what’s special about it. Since it’s here, naturally, it’s to treat guests."
Fang Che spoke idly.
Everyone forced a smile.
This is sothing even ghosts wouldn’t believe.
The residence of Lord Jian, with Lingxiao Rice sharing the sa origin as the Lingxiao Vine, even the slowest would recognize it at a glance.
Moreover, don’t you feel the Spiritual Energy contained inside it?
Xue Wanren stepped forward, whispered, "Boss Fang, since we’ve eaten it like this, won’t Lord Jian be angry?"
"If he would be angry, he wouldn’t have arranged for to stay here."
Fang Che smiled. He understood this well.
Ningxue Sword clearly intended to give him benefits.
While Fang Che didn’t understand the reason, he was sure that even if he emptied the stock in the Elegant Garden, Ningxue Sword wouldn’t mind.
Besides a small crock of rice, there was hardly anything else left, anyway.
Over there, Old Man Shen and the other two also finished their rice, their faces glowing as they ca over.
"Why are you all still standing there? Hurry up and practice to digest it."
Zhao Shanhe frowned, "You need to leave for the martial arts competition soon. Why are you dawdling?"
Fang Che confidently said, "It’s alright, take your ti eating, it’s fine. As for the Marquis-Level and Emperor-Level battles, we don’t know, but without us attending the King-Level Battle, it certainly won’t start."
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