Chapter 18 On the Train (1/2)

The first rays of dawn had just pierced through the windowpanes, casting faint gray shadows into the room.

The kitchen was already bustling with activity.

The burly old woman, dressed as a puppet, busied herself in front of the stove, kneading dough, chopping filling, and shaping the filling. Her movements were fluid and fast, leaving only a blur.

Soon, the rich aroma of meat and the unique wheat fragrance of fermented dough dominated the entire courtyard.

Ruan Tang sat at the table, her cheeks puffed out, holding a freshly made roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) in her hand, eating with her mouth full of oil.

In front of me was a bowl of sesame oil wontons with egg drop soup and seaweed floating on top, and several golden and fragrant spiced tea eggs.

Thanks to the continuous rain in Haicheng, she was finally able to push her cultivation to the first level of Qi Refining before setting off.

His physical strength and reaction speed are far beyond those of ordinary mortals.

But when Ruan Tang thought of the little sapling in her dantian, she couldn't help but grind her back teeth.

This Ruomu is practically a bottomless pit.

All spiritual energy must be transformed into "living water" through the "Green Vine Cloud Dew Technique" before it can be absorbed, even in the smallest amount, making cultivation as slow as a tortoise crawling.

Once this body begins cultivating the "Azure Vine Cloud Mist Technique," it cannot consume any pills that aid cultivation. It can only rely on switching cultivation methods to cultivate, and if it wants to improve its cultivation level, it can only do so slowly.

The road ahead in this life is even harder than the one in the last.

Ruan Tang angrily took a big bite of the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), as if she wanted to vent all her dissatisfaction with Ruomu on the food.

"Mother-in-law," Ruan Tang swallowed the food in her mouth and mumbled, "Make more steamed buns, a hundred of them! Also, make three hundred dumplings, with pork, scallion, and mutton fillings."

The small house in the space, equipped with a time-stopping array, was her greatest source of confidence.

The only thing that bothered her was that the puppet grandmother couldn't accompany her outside.

In this era, it's impossible to move an inch without a household registration and a letter of introduction. No matter how powerful a puppet is, it can't conjure up an official identity document.

From now on, she will have to walk this path alone.

As for learning to cook? She tried once and almost set the kitchen on fire.

Forget it, Ruan Tang was never born to do this.

Anyway, the food stored in her space is enough to last her for a while. Once she gets to the countryside, as long as she has a pot, she can eat well every day. If all else fails, she can have the puppet granny make semi-finished products in her space and then take them outside to process them.

Thinking of this, Ruan Tang's uncertainty about the future dissipated somewhat. She was the little princess of the Beast Taming Sect, with too many trump cards to be afraid of!

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As departure approached, Ruan Tang packed up her last few pieces of luggage and put them into the leather suitcase with frayed edges.

She carried a military green canvas backpack, which was stuffed full.

He also slung a crossbody bag over his shoulder, which contained a water bottle, his ID, and an aluminum lunchbox filled with dumplings.

The kettle was filled with life-sustaining spiritual spring water, an essential source of water for him to use every day until his cultivation level improved.

Take a sip when you're tired or sleepy, take a sip when you're not feeling well. In short, this is a lifesaver, so you have to keep it in good condition.

After tidying up and making sure nothing was left behind, Ruan Tang stood in the center of the courtyard and took one last look around the small courtyard where she had stayed for the past few days.

She took out several carved jade talismans from her bosom and buried them in the corners of the courtyard wall in order, according to specific directions.

As the last bit of spiritual energy was injected, an invisible glimmer of light flashed, and the entire courtyard's aura instantly "disappeared" from the spot.

A shielding array is enough to keep this place quietly awaiting its master's return.

After doing all this, she took a big gulp of spiritual spring water, panting, and once her strength was restored, she picked up her suitcase, locked it, and walked out of the alley without looking back.