Chapter 30 Canvas

If it is an ordinary baby, after taking the first bite of the sweet soup, it will be injured by the spiritual energy inside, and the lightest is bleeding from all seven orifices, and the worst is death on the spot.

  This is because the baby's body has not been washed by the spiritual energy, so any spiritual power that is higher than the body can withstand will cause damage to it.

  Not to mention babies, the same is true for adult cultivators. If someone is in the Qi training stage, but rashly takes something with a spiritual power concentration of foundation building or above, the consequences will be the same.

  But looking at Mo Jiuwei's current reaction, where does she look like she is injured?

  "Did she eat too little?"

  "Could it be that there is not enough spiritual energy in the Seven Treasures Wine Soup?"

  "Maybe it's because the baby's mouth is small and he eats less, so it can't be seen for a while?"

  The onlookers reacted one after another and guessed.

  Ji Qingqing couldn't help but roll her eyes-

  is it difficult to admit the excellence of others?

  It is quite difficult.

  The facts are obvious, but most people are still guessing and are unwilling to admit that it is Junior Sister Jiuwei who is so powerful that she can take these spiritual powers without any harm.

  If they knew that Junior Sister Jiuwei was not only fine after eating the Seven Treasures Wine Soup, but also drank the precious Yuling Water, who knows how they would react!

  The manager of the restaurant was relieved when he saw that no one had any trouble in the restaurant, and then he looked at Mo Jiuwei with some curiosity, "This child is really strange, and it seems that she is not the same as an ordinary baby. Is it because of her special physique?"

  Chen Lan was too lazy to deal with those provocative people, but she was willing to answer such a nice person.

  "It is true that her physique is special. To be precise, it should be amazing talent." Chen Lan said this with some inexplicable pride, "So no matter what happens to her, it is normal."

  This made some people unable to listen.

  "Hehe, she's just eating a soup. People who don't know would think she can fly on a sword!"

  "That's right, don't be so confident. How old is she now? Who knows what will happen in the future?"

  "From what she said, she really wants to let this kid compete with Gao Xiantong! I don't know where she got the confidence from."

  Ji Qingqing slammed the sword on the table, "Are you done yet? If anyone is not convinced, feed this soup with their own baby. If you can't do it, don't take advantage of it!"

  Du Yue looked at the steward with a smile, "Steward, your soup is very much to my sister's liking, but this dining environment... It's really hard for people to come a second time."

  The steward apologized, and then acted as a peacemaker. Finally, no one found fault with it anymore.

  Someone asked about their sect: "I wonder what your sect is called? It must be extraordinary to be able to accept such a qualified child as a disciple."

  [Tell them quickly, and spread the word invisibly. Maybe some disciples will voluntarily join our Xianlai Sect! ]

  Mo Jiuwei was very busy. While swallowing the soup, she did not forget to worry about the things around her.

  The soup was well stewed and melted in the mouth. The warm spiritual energy slid down the esophagus, which was very comfortable.

  "We are disciples of the Xianlai Sect of Ziye City. If anyone is interested in the sect, you are welcome to go and become our disciple." Chen Lan said with a smile.

  "Xianlai Sect? Why haven't you heard of it?"

  "Xianlai Sect of Ziye City, I seem to have heard of it... but I don't remember it."

  "Hiss, could it be the Xianlai Sect that I remember that has gone cold? Didn't they say that the sect is almost gone?!"

  Chen Lan explained hurriedly, "That's all a misunderstanding! You see, we can even snatch a genius baby with such qualifications now, which shows that we have great potential! Don't trust what people say outside."

  Everyone was skeptical, but didn't say anything else.

  Mo Jiuwei finished the small bowl of soup by herself, her belly became round, and then she fell into a deep sleep.

  She needed some time to digest the spiritual energy, just like when she took the Yuling Water. Only when the spiritual energy was refined could it truly stay in the body.     After eating, they left the restaurant and prepared to return to Xianlai Sect.

  The people in the restaurant had been secretly observing their movements. After confirming that Mo Jiuwei had finished the bowl of soup and was unharmed, they began to chat among themselves -

  "She is actually fine!"

  "It's amazing. This child will be extraordinary in the future."

  "Xianlai Sect... Go check the situation of this sect quickly. Our Fang'er should choose a sect next year. Why not try the Xianlai Sect then?"

  "If this child is really comparable to Gao Xiantong, then the Xianlai Sect will probably become famous in the mainland!"

  ...

  Xianlai Sect, meeting hall.

  Du Yue put the painting she got from Meng Zhu on the table. At this time, a circle of people gathered around the table and were carefully examining the painting.

  Mo Jiuwei was not here. She was still digesting the spiritual energy in the soup and was still sleeping in the room.

  "Jiuwei really said that this painting is a good thing?" Liu Feng asked them.

  "Yes, judging from her tone, it must be a very precious thing, otherwise it would not be taken seriously by Junior Sister." Du Yue said.

  Is the soup expensive today? But after learning the price, the junior sister was not shocked or nervous, but drank it calmly.

  But when she saw the painting, she was obviously very excited, which means it must be a good thing, or a very good thing!

  "From the outside, it doesn't look special. If Jiuwei likes it, it can only be explained as... there is something else inside it." Liu Feng put his hand on it and rubbed it for a moment, his tone was firm.

  "There is something else? Is this canvas special? Or is there some information in the painting?"

  "Could it be a painting by a famous artist?"

  "Is this a magic weapon?"

  Everyone guessed randomly.

  Liu Feng thought of something, and his fingertips accumulated spiritual energy, and then a beam of spiritual light flew towards the canvas.

  "Buzz--"

  A muffled sound sounded, and then the canvas seemed to wake up from a deep sleep. It trembled, and the painting on it began to dissipate.

  "What is this--" Hu Jiu opened his eyes in astonishment, watching the scene of its change in disbelief.

  The canvas was still the same canvas, but the beautiful painting on it was "scattered" by it, and disappeared silently in the air.

  And the cloth, was lying quietly on the table, without changing.

  Liu Feng's eyes moved, and he forced a drop of blood from his fingertips and dripped it into the blank scroll.

  The drop of blood spread very lightly, and at the same time, the canvas began to change from thin to thick, and from thick to high.

  From a thin piece of cloth, it turned into a long box, and then into a large wooden box like a coffin.

  And this is not over yet.

  When the thickness was enough, its shape and color began to change, becoming more and more golden, and more and more exquisite.

  In the end, the canvas turned into a light golden miniature luxury house.