Wen Ping Making A Move

After this shocking sentence was blurted out, the taotie that could cause a commotion through half of Cangwu City with a single dish couldn't help but focus on Wen Ping. At this moment, his gaze was filled with mistrust and a hint of anticipation.

This was a contradictory feeling. The Elder Yun whom Yang Zongxian spoke of was very strong, as expected of a cultivator at the peak of the Body Refinement Realm. On the other hand, Wen Ping's cultivation base seemed average. He was inferior even to Huai Kong, someone who only knew how to eat and not cultivate.

However, someone with such an average cultivation base actually said that he had a way to suppress his foster daughter's demonic nature?

How could he not feel conflicted in his heart?

Regardless of whether it was true or false, Huai Kong still asked, "Junior, do you really have a solution that can help my Ye`er?"

"Maybe."

"Junior, you must never try to trick me because I don't have much patience"

"Senior demon chef, making a choice isn't the same as putting salt in a dish, only requiring to moderate the amount you are putting in. If you trust me, you can allow me to try. If you don't believe me, just forget about it. I'm not willing to do a thankless job."

Yang Zongxian who was at the side saw Huai Kong hesitating. Hence, he hurriedly spoke, "Brother Huai, this person is Sect Leader Wen of the Immortal Sect. The previous sect leader of the Immortal Sect is his father. My son has also joined the Immortal Sect, so I believe his words."

"Since that's the case, why don't you give it a try?"

Huai Kong let out a long sigh. He then retreated a few steps and made an invitational gesture. "Sect Leader Wen, please feel free to act."

Wen Ping suddenly wanted to say something but hesitated.

His original thought of bringing her to the Immortal Sect was swept out of his mind. By doing so, it would help Huai Ye, and it would also display the deep foundations of the Immortal Sect. But this help would seem too casual. Leaving aside there would be no benefits, he might even stir trouble for himself.

Besides, why should he help?

He, Wen Ping, wasn't the Virgin Mary, neither was he Buddha or Jesus. Even if he were, these people didn't have their faith in him, so why should he show favor and help for free?

"Let's make things clear first. I will only help her once. In the future, no matter what happens, it has nothing to do with me."

Wen Ping didn't care what Huai Kong would reply. Their answers were basically not important. After he spoke, he directly left the room.

The rain outside was pouring. Wen Ping was standing in the rain, allowing it to drench him completely. After that, a heavy sound suddenly echoed.

Jiao-Dragon Rage!

The voice of the jiao dragon issued from his mouth and nasal cavity, causing the eaves and rubble to shake.

The emergence of the sound was like a ferocious mammoth stomping its feet, causing the surrounding trees and lakes to tremble unceasingly.

The most incredible thing was the falling rain in the surroundings.

They became like air bubbles pierced by needles and suddenly burst like fireworks in the air.

"The voice of a dragon!"

When the taotie heard this, his expression changed. His slightly greenish face suddenly turned somewhat pale, as though he had put some foundation on. When he glanced at his hands, he hurriedly clenched his fists tightly.

Because his fists were trembling.

The oppression that came from the depths of the soul caused fear to gush forth.

If it wasn't for him personally watching a young man issuing this noise, he would have suspected that a dragon was hiding in the Eastern Lakes!

"Huai Kong!"

Yang Zongxian's shout rang out from within the house.

Huai Kong hurriedly turned and saw Huai Ye falling into Yang Zongxian's embrace. The current her seemed to have calmed down now. No, it should be said that the roar from earlier caused her demonic nature to turtle up.

Fat snakes, when compared to dragons, were both very long creatures. However, one was a flying dragon in the sky while the other was like a crawling earthworm; one was the bright moon while the other was a star. The innate pressure from a higher-level demon race was enough to cause snakes not to dare to leave their caves.

"Ye`er, how are you?" Huai Kong received his foster daughter from Yang Zongxian's embrace. After that, he gingerly touched her cold face with his hands. It felt very icy, like the body temperature of a cold-blooded animal. She was lacking the warm temperature of a human.

Huai Kong immediately called out. "Brother Yang, Ye`er needs a fire."

Yang Zongxian nodded and hurriedly got Yang Lele at the side to instruct the servants to get the job done.

When the furnace was burning brightly in the house, Huai Kong's mood finally calmed down.

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Wen Ping, who was in the rain, had his robes completely drenched, but he smiled helplessly. In order not to let the girl see that he was the one producing the dragon voice, he truly went all out. It was really a thankless job.

However, he wasn't doing this for the sake of receiving thanks.

When a demonic creature transformed, it was a blessing sent by the heavens. However, such a transformation wasn't perfect enough. The demonic nature would still remain in one's body, just like how a tumor might grow in a human body. It would keep aching and if this continued for a long time, that demon might even die.

Although Wen Ping had never had a tumor, he had had a stomach ache before. The feeling back then should be roughly the same as the situation this little fat snake was facing.

It was just that one had a slower tempo and the other had a faster tempo.

When Wen Ping was preparing to bring Yun Liao back to the sect, a voice rang out in his ear. That's right, it was the system's voice.

"A mission is being issued!"

"It's here, it's here!"

Once a mission appeared, that would be the time for him to collect new items.

[A super sect is special and ought to be unique in all aspects. However, a chef at the thirteenth level of Body Refinement is not considered a unique existence. So, this mission is for the host to search and hire a super chef for the sect.]

[Recruitment mission: Hire a chef that can cook so well that every dish they cook will be exceptionally delicious. There are no restrictions on his or her race and cultivation level.]

[Mission rewards: Special authority for a free building upgrade and a random average-grade yellow-tier cultivation art.]

"Such extravagant mission rewards!"

Wen Ping's heart pounded with happiness. The first reward was already heaven-defying, but the second one was even more invincible.

Inferior-grade yellow-tier cultivation arts were the ultimate treasures of 2-stars sects. Hence, average-grade yellow-tier cultivation arts were only possessed by 3-stars sects.

It was reported that the closest 3-stars sect was ten thousand miles away from Cangwu City. As for the cultivation level that could cultivate such a cultivation art? It was estimated that one had to be a Mystic Realm expert that had opened their first arterial gate to be able to cultivate it.

As he was feeling happy, Wen Ping's gaze involuntarily landed on the taotie.

This mission was targeting the taotie, right?

"Senior demon chef, how's your daughter?"

After entering the house, the first sentence Wen Ping spoke was a caring one. He was trying to worm his way into being friends with his target.

"Many thanks for the help of Sect Leader Wen."

"Ye`er's demonic nature is temporarily suppressed. Sect Leader Wen was really kind to reveal such a method to an outsider like me, so I'm already very content. I won't dare to have any outrageous or malicious thoughts."

Huai Kong understood that the other party was already very benevolent by doing this. What else could he still request?

Only once? So be it.

In the future, he would think of another solution after leaving this city. The heavens were so large, so there would surely be solutions to suppress demonic nature.

At this moment, Wen Ping smiled helplessly.

This was a hole he had dug himself, so he naturally had to fill it.

If he knew this was the case, he wouldn't have said that it was a one-time thing.

Wen Ping thought about it and spoke, "Senior demon chef. Actually, I have a method that can suppress the demonic nature in her body forever. However, I cannot help for free. Senior demon chef has to accept this request of mine."