I Married A Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Fifty-five Dragons (2)

The chicks instantly became excited when they saw Mengmeng, and scrambled to squeeze towards the front.

“Chirp.” The feathery chirp was also responding to them; listening to the lively chirping, Mu Wanwan immediately guessed what had happened. While blaming herself, she also felt sorry towards Mengmeng.

No wonder Mengmeng was upset. She had always fed these chicks on time, and hadn’t prepared any spiritual rice in advance. They probably hadn’t starved to death in the past few days solely because of Mengmeng’s aid.

Mu Wanwan’s heart wrenched. She set Mengmeng on the ground and tapped its head. “Thank you, Mengmeng.”

She decided to leave the chicks to Mengmeng for now and go take a bath first. Then, she would hurry to get some work done before it got dark. After a few days of being immersed in her epiphany, there were a ton of things to deal with at home.

——Mengmeng chirped in puzzlement, then saw Mu Wanwan walking back inside. Forget it, it didn’t care and didn’t want to know what this two-legged beast was thinking! Humph!

But as Mu Wanwan walked away, it still turned its head carefully to look back at her. Upon seeing that the two-legged beast didn’t look back, it got angry again.

If Mu Wanwan knew, she would say that she had really been wronged—she only wanted to seize the day.

Before taking a bath, Mu Wanwan wanted to take off the jade bangle on her wrist, but for some reason, the bangle wouldn’t come off.

Initially, when she didn’t know it was from Mister Long, she quite liked this beautiful bangle.

Now that she knew it was from him, yet was unable to take it off, she felt a little strange. Mu Wanwan rubbed hair until it was half-dry, then began to tidy up the house——

First, she tidied up the seedlings on the floor and table. She had almost used up the several packets of seeds she had prepared. After tidying up, Mu Wanwan counted and found that among them, there were seventeen Grade 2 Condensed Snow seedlings.

Previously, she could only cultivate two Condensed Snow seedlings at most in one day.

There were also almost two hundred seedlings of Chimebell grass and Qingyu bellflowers in total, and seventy to eighty Spirit Returning fruit seedlings.

At the end of tidying up, Mu Wanwan found that even with the newly-bought flowerpots, there weren’t enough. So, she had to plant the seedlings of the same type together, sprinkling a bag of spiritual soil evenly among them, before arranging the flowerpots of seedlings in order.

Rows of neatly arranged seedlings swayed in the cool evening breeze; looking at them, Mu Wanwan was so moved that she broke into a smile of a woman who had suddenly gone from rags to riches.

These were not seedlings swaying in the wind—these were spirit stones!

Sparkly spirit stones that could be used to buy anything!

With so many seedlings, even without refining them into elixirs and just selling them straight, the Condensed Snow plants alone were enough for her to get rich.

Her current spiritual energy stores were abundant—fully sufficient for her to bring the seedlings to maturity while she refined elixirs. Originally, according to her previous strength, it would have taken her half a day just to accumulate enough materials for one batch of Spirit Returning Pills.

It was different now; she had many, many seedlingsヽ(^▽^)ノ

She would try to follow the elixir recipe tomorrow to see if she was able to refine elixirs. If she succeeded, the value of these seedlings in front of her would be multiplied several times!

After making money this time, she had to buy herself some new clothes. Mister Long, too…

Mister Long’s pale face suddenly appeared in her mind, Mu Wanwan suddenly felt uneasy——

She had only bought him a set of outerwear… Before, she thought that buying too many clothes for him would be pointless as he was unconscious, and he couldn’t wear them in his half-dragon state anyway. It would be easier to leave him undressed.

But now… He was conscious, which made things rather complex.

After thinking about it, Mu Wanwan decided that it would be better to buy Mister Long two more sets of clothing on her next trip out.

………

After tidying up the seedlings and the house, Mu Wanwan looked at the sky, then hurriedly washed the feathery chirp, spirit chicks, and dirty clothes.

Perhaps because of her advancement in rank, her resistance to cold had gotten much higher again. When cultivation reached a certain point, many things could be grasped without being taught. Mu Wanwan wrapped a layer of spiritual energy around her hands experimentally, like a pair of insulation gloves, and the icy water became tolerable.

After washing several clothes, it was almost dark. Mu Wanwan calculated that according to the time, she should be dragging her tired body to prepare dinner by now after having exhausted her spiritual energy.

But not only was she neither tired nor hungry today, she was also feeling rather energetic. This should also be a benefit of having advanced in rank.

When cultivators were at the Qi Refining stage, which was equivalent to Rank 1, they would be physically much stronger than ordinary people, and had a life expectancy of 100–150 years. After stepping into the Foundation Establishment stage, that is, Rank 2, the need for food would be much lessened, and one could go without food for a long time by relying on grain avoidance pills. Cultivators at this stage had a life expectancy of 200–300 years.