landbeastnovel Chapter 39 She seems like a housewife
Chapter 39 She seems like a housewife
Lin Er snapped out of his daze. When he heard Flora's suggestion, his first reaction was that it wasn't a good fit.
Firstly, he also needs to cultivate and practice swordsmanship on a daily basis, and he hasn't found a suitable excuse yet for things like spirit stones and pills. Living together daily, there are many things that can't be hidden.
Secondly, the two are, after all, teenagers, of marriageable age in this world. They have no intention of dating or getting married, so suddenly living together would easily lead to gossip.
He felt he should consider Flora's reputation more.
However, Flora also mentioned the Dragon's Blood Ginseng, as he is currently ill and it is indeed not suitable for him to move around.
This changed Lin Er's mind. His main goal was still to cultivate immortality and live a long life. The gaze of mere mortals was not enough to make Lin Er worry.
Lin Er looked at Flora, still a little embarrassed, and said, "Then I'll trouble you. I'll leave after I recover. By the way, I haven't seen the Dragon Blood Ginseng yet."
I came here this morning specifically for this, but I fell ill and haven't been able to see him since.
He was about to get out of bed when Flora quickly stopped him.
"Don't get out of bed yet, be careful not to catch a cold. Let me bring it over for you to see."
"Oh well."
Seeing this, Lin Er did not insist, but could only thank Flora in advance for her meticulous care.
After a while, Flora brought over the Dragon Blood Ginseng and placed it by the bedside.
She looked at the Dragon Blood Ginseng, her expression slightly puzzled.
"This Dragon Blood Ginseng is too strange. It grows better and better after transplanting and has even sprouted new leaves. Today, many parts of its roots have crystallized."
Lin Er looked up and saw that it was indeed as Flora had described; absorbing spiritual energy made a difference.
[Spiritual Ginseng: 30 years old, containing immense medicinal power; consuming it can help cultivators increase their cultivation level.]
This ginseng is so potent; if it were refined into a Qi-Nourishing Pill, its effects would likely be even greater.
Lin Er's anticipation grew stronger, and he said:
"It's growing really well, and I estimate it won't be long before it's ripe."
After observing the growth of the ginseng, he was finally able to relax.
Flora carried the Dragon Blood Ginseng away, pointed out the window, and said, "It's getting late, you should rest now, I won't bother you any longer."
Lin Er responded and watched Flora leave.
He recovered some of his energy, but instead of continuing to sleep, he sat cross-legged on the bed, swallowed a spirit stone, and began to cultivate diligently.
Two spirit stones have already been used. Lin Er originally had four, and with the three from the mission still uncollected, he now only has five left.
This can only last a few more days. We need to refine the Qi-Nourishing Pill as soon as possible, otherwise we will face a situation where there is no spiritual energy to cultivate.
Lin Er felt that his time was still very tight.
He closed his eyes and silently began circulating his microcosmic orbit.
He quickly realized that the spiritual energy of the spirit stone was not as abundant or as pure as that of the Peiyuan Pill, and his cultivation speed also slowed down.
This feeling is somewhat uncomfortable.
But for now, we can only be patient.
……
One night passed.
In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone in from outside, making it very warm.
Lin Er's health has improved somewhat, and he can get out of bed and walk without any problems. If he doesn't do strenuous exercise, he's almost back to normal, but he hasn't fully recovered yet.
He sighed; he probably wouldn't be able to go out and practice his swordsmanship for the next few days.
Lin Er changed her clothes and heard cooking sounds outside, so she pushed open the bedroom door to take a look.
Flora emerged from the small room that resembled a storage room, a fruit knife still in her hand.
"You're awake. Sit down quickly. I've prepared breakfast and fruit; it'll be ready soon."
It turns out this small room is the kitchen; the space is indeed very cramped, only enough for one person to move around in.
Although Lin Er didn't want to freeload, he couldn't squeeze in to help, so he had to sit down in the living room.
He couldn't help but look at Flora's busy back, and a strange idea suddenly popped into his mind.
She seemed like a stay-at-home wife.
Lin Er shook his head again. He was certain from his past interactions with Flora that she had absolutely no such thoughts.
I am also focused on cultivating immortality, so I should learn from her how to cultivate with a pure and desireless mind. That way, I can cultivate without distractions. I shouldn't think about random things.
After waiting a short while, Flora brought up two breakfasts.
"I saw you really enjoyed it yesterday, so I made this again."
Lin Er looked at it and saw that it was the same forest quinoa porridge as yesterday, but it was thicker, and there were also raspberries and sliced apples on the side.
This breakfast is indeed very light.
He picked up a spoon and tasted it; the sweet flavor burst in his mouth, with a floral aroma. He took another bite of raspberry, which was very juicy, and his whole being felt refreshed.
Lin Er's sense of taste had recovered considerably, and upon careful tasting, the flavors were much richer than yesterday. The prepared apples were also just right.
Even before the time travel, this food would definitely be considered outstanding.
He couldn't help but give Flora a thumbs up.
"Your cooking skills are really good."
Flora: "My method is to the liking of us elves, I didn't expect you to like it so much."
Lin Er took a few more bites before putting down his spoon.
"My taste might be different. The food in pubs is a bit murky, and I prefer it lighter."
He wants to achieve the state of "abstaining from grains" in his cultivation, but he also needs to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, which is impossible to do in a short time.
If you can eat this kind of light food every day, that would be very good, and I feel it would be beneficial to your spiritual practice.
Flora was slightly surprised. She also took a sip of the porridge and slowly said:
"Your comment is a bit strange, but I'm glad you like it."
After finishing her porridge, Lin Er also ate the remaining raspberries and apples. Flora ate more slowly, savoring her food while admiring the flowers outside the window.
He first told Flora, then went to the courtyard to check on the ginseng.
Overnight, the ginseng was still growing very well, and even the youngest one gradually turned from green leaves to red leaves.
Based on his planting experience, Lin Er discovered that the spirit ginseng still had the potential to grow, so without hesitation, he crushed another low-grade spirit stone.
Most of the spiritual energy was absorbed by the ginseng, making them even more vibrant.
"It will probably be ripe in a few days."
Lin Er thought that by then the alchemy furnace would be completed soon, and he could start refining pills directly.
……
A few days passed quickly.
Thanks to Flora's meticulous care, Lin'er has fully recovered. Three of the ginseng plants have also matured and are much larger than when they were first seen.
At the same time, Lin Er had used up all his spirit stones and had no more spiritual energy to cultivate.
He took three mature ginseng roots, leaving one immature one for Flora to keep. He bid her farewell and turned to walk towards the blacksmith's shop.
The old blacksmith at the blacksmith shop was named Barnard. He had a bald head and was over fifty years old.
Barnard, now middle-aged, was remarkably robust and possessed a resolute air. He was said to have been a warrior in his younger days, but had grown weary of adventure and taken up blacksmithing.
Lin Er went to the blacksmith shop, paid the remaining balance to Barnard, and finally obtained the alchemy furnace.
[You commissioned a master craftsman to forge it, and the master craftsman poured his heart and soul into the forging, successfully creating an eighth-grade alchemy furnace, worth two hundred low-grade spirit stones.]