Chapter 64: Slaughtering the New Year Pig, Sauerkraut Stewed with Pork

After wrapping the dumplings, the Zhou family officially entered the period of hibernating through the winter. Gu Wennan no longer ran about; aside from occasionally heading up the mountain to hunt sparrows, she spent all her time at home, pondering various culinary delights.

Waking up early, Gu Wennan first washed up and then went to prepare breakfast. Normally, her mother-in-law handled this, but today she had a craving for pickled cabbage pies. The pies her mother-in-law made were notoriously thick—you could take a bite and somehow miss the filling entirely. Determined to show them what a pie with thin skin and generous filling truly looked like, she decided to make them herself today.

With that, she placed a talisman beneath her feet, her speed surging instantly as she left a trail of afterimages high above the clouds.

Xing'er's tone lacked its usual playfulness; every single word was filled with sincerity, revealing her deep sisterly affection for Yue'er.

Inside the Langya Mansion grotto of Ye Baikun at Falling Leaf Peak, Ming Chu wore a grave expression, while Ye Baikun stood with his hands behind his back, his brows tightly furrowed.

"Replying to Your Majesty, I have already recovered, so Your Majesty need not worry," Luo Wanyan answered the Emperor immediately.

Looking at the eccentric man who seemed to have aged hundreds of years in an instant, Bai Yufan felt a complex stir in his heart. He understood how important family was to himself, and even more so to Bai Lingxi. If given the chance, how could she possibly resent him, and how could she not acknowledge him?

Suddenly, the old man put away the "Classics of the Sages" in one swift motion, placed his right hand against his forehead, and gazed into the distant sunset.

"You'd better stop boasting. If you ever get boycotted in Western Blessed Land, or chased down with nowhere to run, you can always return to the Wu Dynasty and join my Embroidered Uniform Guard. I'll make you a Deputy Guard Commander!" Qin Zhan replied cheerfully.

Having seemingly taken the advice to heart, Meng Chang'an huffed and said nothing more. The few of them continued to see their guests out while awaiting a reply from Yang Chengzi.

"Just come up and try, and you'll find out," Lin Yan said coldly, the murderous intent within him growing increasingly intense.

"The Floating Cloud Sect is tyrannical and devoid of humanity; in my opinion, they are no longer fit to hold a position among the Seven Great Sects of the Martial World," Taoist Qingfeng added.

In the courtyard outside the window, the soil was somewhat muddy, and the endless crowing of roosters awakened the first threads of morning light.

Once a Tribulation Realm expert flew out from Xuanji City, another Tribulation Realm expert from the alien realms would step in to hold them in check.

"You certainly have a good appetite," the bearded man smiled, picking up a sheepskin pouch sealed with a soft cork and tossing it to Videnina.

"It is due to this subordinate's incompetence," said Elder Lu, renowned for being 'gentle, modest, and courteous,' though inwardly he thought: *This was all the Supreme Elder's idea. But since you are family, the one taking the blame has to be an outsider like me.*

Greeneries greeted the eyes everywhere. Su Changqing closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and expelled the turbid air from his body through slow, deliberate breaths.

In the dark of night, Eru's face flushed slightly, and she could not help thinking to herself: *If it's redundant, why do you even bother doing it?*

Gazing at the patch of pitch-black space overhead that had been eroded away and could no longer be restored, Li Xuan felt an immense weight in his heart. The lethality of the "Thunderous Blast" was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

The first stage of the Life-Mortal Realm—that was a transformation originating from spiritual energy. The sheer density and vastness of the spiritual energy would far surpass that of ordinary practitioners in the Life-Mortal Realm.

This suspicion made Feihu extremely awkward. Lowering his head, he realized he had told a rather clumsy lie, for he had entered the water without even having time to take off his shoes—so how could stones possibly have poked his feet? Feihu could not help blushing, though fortunately, everyone's attention was not on him.

"I was just wandering around nearby and happened to pass by your place, so I dropped in to check on you," Sister Lian said with a smile.

At the same time, the sudden emergence of Zhang Ruofeng drove college coaches who desperately needed a super playmaker into a frenzy.

"What do you think you're doing? You'd better mind your own business. Otherwise, if you offend someone you can't afford to cross, you'll lose your life," the young nobleman threatened.

Everyone loves to hear flattery, and Feihu was no exception; his heart instantly blossomed with joy.

Ye Yaoyao's body trembled slightly, her brows furrowing even tighter. Muttering something under her breath, she rolled over, presented Han Shaoxun with her back, and fell back asleep.