“This medicine is rare. Elder Brother should also have a taste.”
After the initial shock, Feng Ci quickly composed himself. With a smile, he earnestly urged Song Yuan.
“What—”
“Not only are you drinking it yourself, but you want me to drink it too?!” Song Yuan shuddered as he caught a whiff of the nauseating odor.
“Brother-in-law, I admit you’re outstanding, but asking me to drink this… that’s hardly fair.”
Song Yuan stepped back, shaking his head faster than a pendulum. “If it’s so delicious, you should drink more. Isn’t my little sister right here? She can make more for you if it’s not enough. I really don’t need any.”
Song Liuhua had initially felt that making her new husband drink this concoction was somewhat embarrassing, but her elder brother’s swift rejection of her achievement annoyed her.
Her willow-leaf eyebrows shot up as she glared at Song Yuan. “Suit yourself! This is the only bucket of this medicine in the entire world. I don’t even remember how I managed to craft it back then. Even if you asked me to make it again, I couldn’t reproduce it.”
She wasn’t lying.
Back then, she had randomly controlled the fire, throwing in this and that, adding every unknown ingredient she could find, and finally mixed it all with water—and it just worked. So what exactly she had added… she genuinely couldn’t recall.
Hearing this, Feng Ci was momentarily taken aback.
Then he relaxed.
He had been too greedy.
A single drop of this medicine was already rare, let alone an entire bucket. This was an extraordinary treasure.
Seeing Song Yuan’s continued resistance, Feng Ci decided not to keep him in suspense. “This medicine can repair a shattered Spirit Abode. I heard Elder Brother’s Spirit Abode was injured. Why not give it a try?”
Song Yuan was utterly stunned: “Really?!”
Song Liuhua’s pupils trembled in shock: For real?!
Feng Ci nodded firmly: “I tested it myself earlier. There’s no doubt.”
Song Liuhua: (ω)
So.
Was she actually an Elixir Crafting genius?
Heh~.
Seeing Feng Ci’s utterly serious expression, Song Yuan grew solemn as well.
He dipped his index finger into the bucket, scooped up some of the medicinal liquid, and put it in his mouth. Before he could even taste it properly, the liquid transformed into a warm stream that flowed directly into his Spirit Abode. Upon internal inspection, he saw that one of the spiderweb-like cracks in his shattered Spirit Abode was visibly, albeit very slowly, healing.
Song Yuan’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.
Overjoyed, he lifted Song Liuhua and spun her around in circles. “Haha… It’s really healing…”
Ever since his Spirit Abode was injured, he had endured countless humiliations, even causing his sister to be rejected by Xie Daren. The grief in his heart was indescribable.
Now, he had a chance to recover.
How could he not laugh heartily?
“Haha…”
“Yue~”
While Song Yuan laughed uncontrollably, Song Liuhua was already rolling her eyes.
She had just been immersed in the shock of discovering she was a genius when her elder brother started spinning her around like a chick tucked under his arm.
That guy spun so fiercely it was like being tossed into a washing machine for several cycles. The world spun around her, and now her head was full of stars.
She really was about to vomit.
“Yue~”
Watching his brother-in-law twirl his petite wife under his arm in a frenzy, Feng Ci’s lips twitched slightly. He finally rescued his young wife when she started rolling her eyes.
The young girl was petite, her body soft and limp, her legs too weak to stand steadily.
A pair of hands encircled her slender waist, holding her against his chest.
Long fingers brushed over her head, gently smoothing her disheveled hair.
Song Liuhua was still dizzy, enveloped by a light, fresh scent.
Opening her eyes, Song Liuhua was greeted by the sight of pristine, luxurious fabric. The warmth from the man’s chest seeped through the cloth to her cheek, and a gentle hand brushed over her head like a feather, sending a tingling sensation through her. For a moment, it felt as if an electric current had traveled from her scalp down her entire body, leaving a numbing, prickling sensation.
A magnetic chuckle resonated clearly from his chest to her eardrums, and Song Liuhua’s small hand froze…
She had touched his abs!!
Internally, she screamed like a groundhog.
Ahhh!
Her heart racing and ears burning, she broke free from the man’s embrace.
Recalling how Feng Ci had held her in his arms and how she had unintentionally taken advantage of him, Song Liuhua stood to the side with her head lowered, so embarrassed she could dig a hole with her toes.
After a moment, she secretly glanced at Feng Ci, only to meet a pair of smiling eyes.
Song Liuhua gave a dry laugh, trying to hide her awkwardness.
It wasn’t that she was easily swayed or lacked principles—who wouldn’t have wandering thoughts when held by a peerlessly handsome man? She certainly couldn’t resist.
Besides, in her previous life, she had been a single twenty-four-year-old who had only observed a few “study notes” on a certain platform but never had the chance to put them into practice.
Feng Ci watched his little wife with amusement as she stood stiffly to the side, her small ears red and her movements clumsy, all while stealing glances at him with sparkling eyes, much like a sneaky Meow Beast.
A flicker of laughter shone in his gentle, watery eyes.
Meanwhile, Song Yuan, having had his fill of laughter, looked disdainfully at the wooden bucket nearby.
Such a precious thing stored in this shabby wooden bucket—it was completely mismatched.
He immediately ran to the storage room and found a beautiful large pottery jar, transferring the green medicinal liquid into it.
This green liquid was of utmost importance to him. After a moment of contemplation, Feng Ci spoke solemnly, “I would like to purchase a portion of this medicinal liquid. Would that be possible?”
Song Yuan looked at Song Liuhua. “Sister, you brewed this medicine. It’s your decision.”
Song Liuhua waved her hand dismissively. “You gave me 100,000 Spirit Jade Coins as a betrothal gift, and I have nothing worthy as a dowry. Let’s set aside a portion of this medicine for my brother, and the rest can serve as my dowry. I don’t need it anyway, so feel free to use it as you wish.”
Feng Ci was taken aback by the girl’s clear, trusting eyes. His expression softened even more as he made a solemn promise: “Very well. Since I have accepted my wife’s dowry, I will never let you down in the future.”
“Okay.”
Song Liuhua smiled sweetly, though in truth, she didn’t take it seriously.
She wasn’t a love-struck fool—men’s words were just words. If she took them to heart, she’d be digging endless wild vegetables for disappointment. After all, she only coveted Feng Ci’s physique and intended to use him to resolve her current predicament.
Mutual benefit—it was perfectly reasonable.
In the end, Song Yuan kept only one-third of the jar of green medicinal liquid, giving the rest to Feng Ci.
In compensation, Feng Ci gave Song Yuan a ten-cubic-meter storage ring.
Such items were difficult to craft and highly sought after but rarely available.
Song Yuan was genuinely tempted. Scratching his head sheepishly, he gratefully accepted it.
Song Liuhua stared curiously at Song Yuan’s storage ring—a simple, ink-black band.
In her previous life, she often read novels where transmigrated protagonists effortlessly obtained spatial treasures. Yet, after crossing over herself, she had nothing to show for it, while her brother had already achieved “spatial freedom” with the support of her cheap husband.
How could she not be envious?
Her eyes fixed on Feng Ci’s handsome face, her desire practically overflowing.
She cursed herself for speaking too quickly and claiming she wanted nothing.
This was a spatial treasure! Just ask any transmigration senior—who wouldn’t want one?
Perhaps the resentment in her eyes was about to spill out, for Feng Ci smiled faintly and retrieved a small, exquisite jade bracelet from his robe, gently slipping it onto her wrist.
The translucent green bracelet accentuated her fair, slender wrist, making it as elegant as polished jade.
“This is the symbol of the legitimate matriarch of the Feng family, and it also serves as a storage space—hundreds of times larger than your brother’s. Additionally, it has defensive capabilities. You only need to bind it with a drop of your blood, my lady.”
Song Liuhua’s eyes lit up instantly, and she perked up right away.
She immediately took a needle, pricked her finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and let it fall onto the jade bracelet.
In an instant, she saw a storage space spanning thousands of square meters.
“Thank you, husband.”
Having received such a treasure, Song Liuhua didn’t hesitate to praise Feng Ci for his thoughtfulness.
Feng Ci simply chuckled softly.
He continued, “I’ve already arranged for someone to purchase the house next door. Once it’s renovated, we can move in.”
“If you’re reluctant to part with your elder brother, we can break through the two walls to make it easier to come and go.”
Song Liuhua hadn’t expected such a pleasant surprise and nodded eagerly, “Yes, yes…”
Song Yuan watched Feng Ci with growing satisfaction.
Since there was no rush to send his sister off, he struck up a conversation with him.
“West River Ridge has just been developed; there should be plenty of valuable resources. What are your plans?”
Newly opened hunting grounds come with high risks but also substantial rewards, and Feng Ci naturally didn’t want to miss this opportunity.
Unfortunately, he was short on spirit replenishing pills.
Spirit replenishing pills are crucial for Martial Spirit Masters and are typically hoarded and controlled by major families. Most capable pharmacists are affiliated with these families, leaving only a small number of spirit replenishing pills available on the market.
Under his command, he had a team of several hundred people, including one third-tier Artifact Refiner and three second-tier ones. Spirit Swords aren’t disposable consumables, so they were still sufficient for now.
But he only had three second-tier pharmacists. With just these few, preparing spirit replenishing pills for over a hundred people would likely take some time.