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The backyard of Pangu Temple was exceptionally lively tonight.

A huge round table was set up in the garden, with a huge copper pot in the middle. Underneath it was the True Fire of the Sun provided by Lin Yang (this kid is now a professional fire master). The pot was filled with a bright red soup base, and the aroma filled the whole mountain.

This was a "welcome dinner" specially prepared by Lin Xuan.

The Rakshasa Girl had been given a makeover by the Queen Mother of the West and Nuwa. She had taken off her stiff armor and put on a red, flowing gauze dress. Her hair was styled into an exquisite bun, adorned with a phoenix hairpin (a gift from the Queen Mother of the West). She now possessed both the original wild beauty of the Rakshasa Girl and an air of dignified elegance.

She sat somewhat reservedly next to Lin Xuan, looking at the large table of people.

"Come on, don't be shy, start eating!" Lin Xuan said. "Today's main dish is 'Nine-Turn Spirit Blood Hot Pot.' I made this broth with several kinds of innate spiritual herbs, specially to nourish your body."

The Rakshasa woman watched the meat slices tumbling in the pot.

That's... dragon liver? That's... phoenix marrow?

The vegetables on the plate next to it were actually slices of ancient Ganoderma lucidum.

"This is too extravagant..." Rakshasa swallowed.

In the Blood Sea, they usually ate the meat of ferocious sea beasts, which was both fishy and tough. She had never even seen a food of this caliber before.

"Try this." Lin Xuan picked up a slice of blanched meat and placed it in Rakshasa's bowl. "This is deep-sea spirit dragon meat from the East Sea. It's especially tender."

The Rakshasa woman carefully picked up a slice of meat and put it in her mouth.

In that instant, her eyes lit up.

Fresh! Tender! Smooth!

The slices of meat melted in the mouth, and a rich spiritual energy exploded on the tip of the tongue, sliding down the throat into the stomach, instantly turning into a warm current that flowed throughout the body.

She felt the magical power within her body rejoicing, and even her primordial spirit had become more refined.

"Delicious!" the Rakshasa woman couldn't help but exclaim.

"Eat more if you like it." Lin Xuan smiled and put another piece of food on her plate. "Here, you can eat as much as you want."

The Rakshasa woman no longer maintained her composure.

Forget about feelings of inferiority and homesickness; they all pale in comparison to delicious food.

She started eating heartily.

"Sister, this is delicious too!" Xiao Lin Ling'er came over and shared some meatballs from her bowl with her. "These are Daddy's 'pissing beef balls,' they'll burst with juice!"

"Really?" The Rakshasa woman took a bite.

puff!

A burst of delicious broth exploded in my mouth.

"Wow!" the Rakshasa woman exclaimed in amazement.

The meal was eaten in a flash.

During the meal, everyone chatted and laughed.

The Master of the Heavenly Sect (a regular guest who freeloads on meals) got drunk and started playing a drinking game with Lin Xuan.

The twelve ancestral witches were drinking over there, and Zhu Rong and Gong Gong almost got into a fight again, but Hou Tu glared at them and they quieted down.

The children chased and played in the garden, and Xiao Yuanbao would occasionally scatter a shower of gold coins to add to the fun.

As the Rakshasa woman watched this scene, the sense of unfamiliarity and fear she felt completely vanished.

There is no bloodshed or treachery here, no oppressive atmosphere.

Here, there is only warmth, only laughter, only the comforting atmosphere of everyday life.

She turned to look at Lin Xuan beside her.

He was peeling shrimp for Nuwa, his profile appearing exceptionally gentle under the light.

Seemingly noticing her gaze, Lin Xuan turned his head and held the peeled shrimp to her mouth: "What are you looking at? Open your mouth."

The Rakshasa woman instinctively opened her mouth and bit the shrimp.

He gently brushed his fingers across her lips.

Her face turned red again.

"How are you? Are you getting used to this life?" Lin Xuan asked softly.

The Rakshasa woman chewed on the shrimp meat and nodded vigorously.

"Habit."

She thought, if this is what happens when someone is kidnapped, then... please kidnap them a few more times.

Father Styx, I'm sorry.

Daughter, I'm not going back. There are endless peaches here, such delicious hot pot, and... such a wonderful husband.

You can live your miserable life in the sea of ​​blood, I will miss you (probably).