"Furthermore, the effect of the elixir refined by me under the control of Qingxuan Cauldron is not as good as yours, and the success rate is not as high as yours." Cang Ming continued.
"I understand." Yun Qingyan nodded, then narrowed his eyes and looked at Cang Ming with dissatisfaction, "Since you can help me refine the medicine, why didn't you tell me before?"
Of course I don’t want to do hard work! Cang Ming cursed in his heart, but when he looked at Yun Qingyan, Di Jiuque smiled and said, "My soul was not solid enough before. Controlling the cauldron to refine medicine consumes too much soul power, so I didn't say anything."
Don't you want to say it? Yun Qingyan saw what Cang Ming was thinking, but didn't point it out.
She summoned the Qingxuan Cauldron and put Cang Ming into it, "You will start refining medicine from tomorrow until you pay off your debt!"
Cang Ming was shocked, no! The dragon will be exhausted!
But before it could object, it and the Qingxuan Cauldron had already been taken back by Yun Qingyan.
The biggest light bulb left. Di Jiuque looked at the sky, then lowered his head to look at Yun Qingyan in his arms, his phoenix eyes twinkling.
"Qingyan, is it time to sleep?"
He originally didn't like to be close to others. Even Feng Liaoyaoya had to stand one meter away to report his work to him, let alone sleep with others, but now... he fell in love with Qing Yan who was holding him. The feeling of sleeping gave him a pleasant feeling of being filled in his arms.
Di Jiuque's phoenix eyes showed a hint of anticipation. It had been a long time since he had slept with Qingyan in the same bed.
"No, since there will be more and more divine levels, I have to step up my practice." Yun Qingyan broke out of Di Jiuque's arms, sat cross-legged, and prepared to practice.
Di Jiuque finally understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot...
"You just need to practice a moderate amount, and you also need to take a proper rest." Di Jiuque tried hard.
Yun Qingyan rolled her eyes at him, "Cultivation is also a break for Yuan Zhe, right?"
Practicing all night will actually make you feel more refreshed in the morning than sleeping all night. Yuan people will only sleep when they are lazy or enjoying themselves.
"Sleep is also very important." A certain emperor who once treated cultivation as sleeping reminded him without changing his expression.
Yun Qingyan glanced at him, raised her red lips slightly, and said calmly, "You don't have to sleep for a long time during your lifetime. You will sleep forever after you die."
By the time he finished speaking, he had already fallen into a state of cultivation both physically and mentally.
Di Jiuque: "..." I finally found time to see my wife, but...
Emperor Zun's face was as dark as a pot helmet, and he was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.
Should he practice with the deputy dean again? Di Jiuque narrowed his eyes and thought.
"Aqiu! Aqiu!" Nie Zhao, who had fallen asleep peacefully under the massage of his apprentice, suddenly sneezed hard and felt a sudden chill rushing up his body.
He rubbed his nose, and then shouted loudly towards the room opposite, "Lin Zixiao, send your master a quilt!"
What the hell weather! With his cultivation level, he actually feels cold!
"Okay, Master." Lin Zixiao opened his eyes sleepily and hurriedly rummaged through the cabinets to find the cabinet.
The next morning, Yun Qingyan saw the miniature version of Emperor Jiuque as expected.
He had a small face and a very serious expression, completely different from the arrogant one last night!
Yun Qingyan looked at his solemn expression and couldn't help but feel happy. She pinched his little face and said, "Good morning~Xiao Queque~"
"Pa." Before Yun Qingyan's hand could reach out, he was intercepted by Di Jiuque.
Sure enough, he still preferred to appear at night.
Di Jiuque frowned in displeasure.
(End of chapter)