Long Qingchen had just issued an order.
Xin Lin chuckled dryly.
"Don’t bla for not warning you, this egg, when roasted, is not tasty at all. Moreover, it specializes in roasting others, not just a few people, even a small mountain, it could instantly flatten it."
As soon as Xin Lin’s words fell, the henchn beside the Third Prince stepped back in fear, each with a face full of horror, not daring to approach the Overlord Egg.
Having caused an explosion at Qingtian Academy yesterday, the notoriety of the Overlord Egg had certainly spread throughout the academy.
Everyone knew that the good-for-nothing Xin Lin was followed by a bizarre egg that liked to randomly explode on people.
"Don’t scare people here, Governor Huang has said, no using Spirit Arts with that egg, otherwise, he will make you and that weird egg scram."
Chu Miao Yun echoed from the side.
"Before scrambling, being able to blow up a hundred or eighty people isn’t a bad deal."
Xin Lin shrugged.
Having nothing to lose, Xin Lin’s ruffian speech stunned both Long Qingchen and Chu Miao Yun.
"Brother Sikong, what do you think?"
Long Qingchen pinned his last hope on Sikong Ran.
Sikong Ran had the highest cultivation among those present; if he took action, he could certainly give Xin Lin a harsh lesson.
"Third Prince, why bother getting angry with beasts."
Sikong Ran glanced at Xin Lin, along with the Overlord Egg and Chu Bei Qing beside her.
Those two had no idea they had caused trouble.
(Mommy, hungry, hungry)
"My precious daughter... I... I..."
Chu Bei Qing snatched the small cart from Xin Lin’s hands, his handso face full of smiles.
Sikong Ran’s thoughts were still on the young girl from last night, not wanting to complicate matters further.
He turned around and saw Xin Lin, that fool, and the egg, heading towards the courtyard; Xin Lin didn’t even bother to give him another glance.
The setting sun cast its lingering light on Xin Lin’s slender, petite silhouette, but Sikong Ran had an indescribable feeling, wondering why, it seed that Xin Lin now appeared to be the happiest.
Happy?
That word, it really seed too extravagant for him.
Master Mo woke up, and the sun had already set.
She didn’t wake up by herself but was awakened by a peculiarly appetizing aroma.
She sat up abruptly, invigorated.
She saw the courtyard filled with the scent of at.
"Are we having at tonight?"
Master Mo rushed to the stove and saw Xin Lin placing chunks of Braised Pork Belly, the size of fernted tofu, into a small bowl.
That Braised Pork Belly, clearly made from the finest local pork.
Layered into five sections: skin, fat, and lean, with translucent fat and burnt lean, the dripping juices were utterly tantalizing.
Having tasted the buns made by Xin Lin in the morning, Master Mo knew Xin Lin’s cooking was decent, but only just decent.
But she hadn’t expected that Xin Lin’s Braised Pork Belly could also be so aromatic.
That fragrance, truly lingered for days.
"Hold on."
Seeing Master Mo’s greedy paws almost reaching over, Xin Lin knocked her hand away with a chopstick.
"Your dinner is in the pot, these are for nourishing my father and helping the egg grow."
Xin Lin made six pieces of Wind Breath Roast Pork in total, three were reserved for the one inside the Sealing Spirit Talisman No.1, and the three pieces, just enough for one per person in her own family. Cheap Purple Cloud Cabbage could be given to Master Mo for free, but Wind Breath Roast Pork, which needed to be exchanged with Heaven-defying Value was different.
Without the inco of Heaven-defying Value from the Ultimate Lingxiu Buns, and Xin Lin not having thought of a new thod to earn Heaven-defying Value yet, each piece of Wind Breath Roast Pork made using the Dan Wood Furnace had to be used very carefully.
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