The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

A snicker suddenly came from the edge of the field.

Feng Su leaned against the tree, playing with a foxtail grass between her fingers, swinging it back and forth: "The little leopard is quite clever."

He turned his phoenix eyes slightly to look into the distance.

The two old fellows, Fengchi and Fengli, were pretending to be engrossed in digging the ditch, but their ears were perked up high.

Feng Su noticed their expressions, smiled slightly, and deliberately raised her voice: "If you two want to return to the Phoenix Clan, this clan leader can also send you on your way."

The voice just fell.

Feng Chi and Feng Li suddenly raised their heads and shouted in unison, "We're not going back."

What a joke! They finally managed to get on the good side, and going back now would mean all their efforts were wasted.

Feng Su's smile deepened. "Since you're not going back, then work hard and stop thinking about slacking off all day."

"Yes, patriarch."

The two agreed in unison and continued working with great enthusiasm.

Su Xiyue noticed the commotion over there, shook her head with amusement, and didn't say anything more.

Since none of them want to go back, let them stay.

Anyway, she doesn't lack food for these people now.

However, she removed the slave seals from Bao Fu, Feng Chi, and Feng Li.

The three of them instantly felt a lightness in their souls, an unprecedented sense of ease washed over them, as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted, and they looked at Su Xiyue with shocked expressions.

Leopard's eyes reddened, and his voice trembled: "Master, what's wrong with you...?"

Su Xiyue smiled faintly: "Since you have chosen to stay, I will naturally no longer treat you as servants. From now on, you are free. If you ever want to leave, just tell me."

Although her voice was calm, it sounded like heavenly music to the three men, including Bao Fu.

Feng Chi and Feng Li exchanged a glance, then suddenly knelt on one knee: "Thank you so much, Miss Su! We swear by our souls that we will follow you for the rest of our lives and never betray you."

Leopard Fu also knelt on the ground, so excited that he was incoherent: "Thank you, Master, thank you for giving me freedom. I don't know how to say nice things, but my life belongs to you, Master."

Feng Su raised an eyebrow and chuckled, flicking the foxtail grass between her fingers. "You three certainly know how to pledge your loyalty."

Seeing the three of them so excited, she was very pleased. She waved her hand, signaling them to get up: "Get up, all of you. Just work hard from now on."

She wasn't someone who enjoyed enslaving others; her contract with the three wealthy leopards was a last resort.

Now that the contract can be terminated and they can be given their freedom, it can be considered that a weight has been lifted from my heart.

"Yes, Master."

The three men, including Bao Fu, agreed in unison, unable to suppress the smiles on their faces.

Su Xiyue glanced at them and couldn't help but use her Qi Observation Technique to probe the luck above the three of them.

Upon discovering that Bao Fu, Feng Chi, and Feng Li all possessed green luck, differing only in shade.

Green represents a minor good fortune, indicating that good things will happen, which is not bad.

Su Xiyue's eyes flickered slightly, and she secretly examined the spiritual roots of the three people again, discovering that Bao Fu had both wood and fire spiritual roots.

Both Feng Chi and Feng Li have a single fire-type spiritual root, but unfortunately they are too old and their physical attributes are already fixed.

Even if one cultivates immortality, the achievements are limited.

Bao Fu is still young; if he cultivates diligently, he might achieve great things.

With this in mind, she made a plan and decided that after finishing the spring plowing, she would guide Bao Fu in cultivating the Demon Codex.

If he can achieve success in his cultivation, he will be a helpful asset to me.

After all, having more helpers is always a good thing.

As for Feng Chi and Feng Li, let Feng Su guide them in cultivating the Demon Codex, so they won't feel unbalanced or think they are being favored over each other.

The sowing work lasted for three whole days before it was finished.

During this time, Ye Ling and the others led the tribe's beastmen on several hunting trips into the mountains and forests to replenish the tribe's food reserves.

The snow season has just ended, and the wild animals in the mountains and forests, having been hungry all winter, are at their most ferocious.

However fierce the prey, in the eyes of Ye Ling and the others, it was nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.

That evening after dinner, Su Xiyue handed a copy of the 'Demon Codex' to Bao Fu.

"Leopard Fortune, this is a cultivation technique I obtained by chance, called 'Demon Codex.' It differs from the orcs' cultivation system, but it is far more powerful. Take it and cultivate it diligently. If you have any questions, come and ask me."

Leopard Fu's hands trembled as he held the animal skin scroll; he recognized the words on it.

This is something Mo Lin secretly learned while teaching the cubs to read.

"Master...Master, is this for me?"

His Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes reddened with emotion, and his voice choked with emotion.

Su Xiyue smiled faintly: "Practice as instructed, and I will check on you in half a month."

Thinking of something, he smiled and reminded her, "By the way, Leopard Rich, you've regained your freedom. You don't need to call me 'Master' anymore. Just call me Miss Su, or any name will do."

No sooner had he finished speaking than two muffled thuds came from the courtyard.

She instantly looked in the direction from which the commotion came and saw that Feng Chi and Feng Li had rolled down from the eaves, her old face turning bright red.

They had intended to eavesdrop, but when they saw their master giving something to Bao Fu and heard the words "Demon Codex," they became so excited that they lost their footing and fell off the eaves.

Feng Su leaned against the door frame and sneered, "Pathetic."

The two old men blushed even more with embarrassment, but they still stared longingly at the animal skin scroll in Leopard Rich's hand.

Feng Chi rubbed his hands together and smiled ingratiatingly: "Miss Su, that demon scripture..."

“Go and beg your clan chief yourself.”

Su Xiyue walked into the house without turning her head, yawned, and said lazily, "I'm sleepy."

After saying that, he turned and went inside. Feng Su looked at the two old men with a half-smile: "Want some?"

Feng Li rushed over and hugged his leg: "Clan leader, this old servant will be your mount."

"Exit."

Feng Su scoffed and tossed out a scroll of animal hide: "Each of you make a copy, and return this one to me later. Then go to the back mountain to cultivate. If you dare utter a single word..."

His peach blossom eyes narrowed dangerously, and phoenix true fire instantly erupted from his palm, scaring the two old men into running away with the animal skin scrolls in their arms.

They even continued to snatch things along the way.

Ye Ling emerged from the shadows, her dark hair gleaming coldly in the moonlight: "Yue'er is quite generous."

Feng Su turned to look at him, a half-smile on her face, "What, are you jealous?"

Ye Ling scoffed coldly, did not answer, and turned to go into the house.

Tonight it's finally his turn.

In the master bedroom.

Su Xiyue was leaning against the soft couch reading a book. The starlight stone had been polished by Bai Qi into a lamp, and the warm yellow halo reflected on her profile, making her eyebrows and eyes appear even softer.

When Ye Ling pushed the door open and came in, she saw her fingers turning a page of an animal skin scroll.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up, a slight smile playing on her lips: "All done washing?"

"Ah."

Ye Ling walked over and sat down beside her, still damp from his shower. He stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his embrace.

He lowered his head and gently sniffed her neck, his voice deep: "Yue'er smells so good."

A blush instantly spread across her face, and she glared at him playfully, saying, "You always try to take advantage of me."

Ye Ling chuckled softly, his chest heaving, and rested his chin on her shoulder, his voice deep and magnetic: "What are you looking at?"

She waved the scroll in her hand: "I acquired this 'Spiritual Value Chart' by chance. I'll study it when I have time, lest I find that I don't recognize my treasures."

Ye Ling knew she had a secret, but didn't ask where the "Spirit Value Chart" came from. He took the book, wrapped his long arm around her, and picked her up in his arms: "It's late, we can read it tomorrow. You should rest."

The starlight lamp beside the bed was suddenly extinguished by a strong gust of wind.

The sound of fabric rustling came from the darkness.

Su Xiyue's face flushed crimson. Suddenly remembering something, she pressed against his chest: "Wait, I used my Qi-gazing technique to observe Bao Fu and the others today..."

Ye Ling leaned down and bit down, chuckling softly, "Thinking of others at a time like this?"

Suddenly, a "thump" sound came from outside the window.

The two of them turned to look at the window at the same time, and saw the silhouette of eight little heads stacked on top of each other, with the little snake at the bottom sticking out its tongue.

“Mo…Lin…take care of your son.”

Ye Ling grabbed a pillow and threw it towards the window.

In the courtyard, Mo Lin appeared out of nowhere, holding eight snake tails and sneering, "It seems I've been too lenient lately."

The baby snakes instantly stiffened into ropes.

Immediately afterwards, the yard was filled with the sounds of 'slap slap slap' and the pitiful screams of the baby snakes, which made one's butt hurt just listening to them.

When Su Xiyue heard that her son had been beaten, her heart ached instantly.

She pushed Ye Ling away and hurriedly put on her shoes and got out of bed, but the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms.

"Mo Lin knows what he's doing."

Ye Ling gently stroked her waist with his large hand, his voice low and husky, "But you...don't even think about escaping tonight."

Outside the window, the screams of the baby snakes gradually faded away, clearly indicating that they had been taken away.

Inside the master bedroom, the sounds of blushing and pounding hearts gradually filled the air.

Inside Bai Qi's house, warm yellow light spilled out, illuminating the tranquil space.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a bright red fruit in his hand, which emitted a faint fragrance. It was the Vermilion Fruit that he had accidentally discovered while playing in Eagle's Nest Mountain in the Upper Realm.

He didn't know if this Vermilion Fruit could help him establish his foundation, but he wanted to give it a try.

Just as he was about to swallow it whole.

Suddenly, I heard faint, intermittent, ambiguous sounds coming from outside the window, making me blush and my heart race, and I couldn't calm down at all.

My mind is filled with those chaotic images.

His androgynous handsome face darkened. "It seems I won't be able to cultivate in peace tonight."

With a soft sigh, she leaped out of the window, her white robes tracing elegant arcs in the moonlight.

As soon as they landed, they bumped into Qingzhu carrying a wine jug and walking towards the back mountain.

The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously looked towards the master bedroom.

Qingzhu shook the wine pot: "To the back mountain?"

"Ah."

Bai Qi tucked the Vermilion Fruit into his robes and said, "Foundation Building."

The crisp bamboo forest and roaring waterfall on the back mountain provided excellent cover.

Bai Qi found a flat blue stone, then sat down cross-legged, took out the vermilion fruit from his bosom, and swallowed it in a few bites.

In a short while, the medicinal properties transformed into a warm current that flowed into his body.

Bai Qi closed his eyes and concentrated, circulating the Demon Codex to guide the medicinal power within his body into his dantian.

Qingzhu didn't speak, but leaned against the treetop to protect the Dharma, quietly guarding it.

(End of this chapter)