Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter - Chapter 1107

Chapter 1107: Chapter 1102: If you want to watch the sunrise, big brother will accompany you _1 Chapter 1107: Chapter 1102: If you want to watch the sunrise, big brother will accompany you _1 “Sister, I caught some small fish.”

Lin Yixuan scooped up a net full of small fish and shrimp, raised his arm, and happily called out to his sister.

“So fast?”

The sunshine-like smile warmed his sister’s heart.

Lin Qingluo waved her hand and threw out a net, which floated in front of him.

“Let’s catch fish too.”

The three disciples were filled with childish excitement and rushed into the water, laughing and playing with their nets.

“Little sister, didn’t you guys sleep in the wooden house last night?”

Lin Jinyang climbed out of the flower sea, brushed off the fallen petals all over him, and ran over with embarrassment.

“No.”

Lin Qingluo smiled shallowly: “We sat by the sea for half the night and waited for the sunrise.”

“In the future, if you want to watch the sunrise, big brother will accompany you.”

Lin Jinyang’s indulgent big brother’s heart stirred, and he unconsciously had the thought of guarding against wolves.

“Sixth Brother, what are you thinking again?”

Lin Qingluo saw through his little thoughts at a glance, and her eyes narrowed dangerously.

“Ahem.”

Lin Jinyang came to his senses in a flash, slapped his head in annoyance.

Lin Yixuan was only eleven years old, and it was really too early to be wary of wolves now.

“Sixth brother, you should calm down and focus on your cultivation.”

Lin Qingluo glanced at her playful sixth brother and pointed out the facts with a smile: “Otherwise, if you keep falling behind Brother Meng and the others, you won’t be able to keep up with the sword flight during the later journey.”

“No problem, Sixth Brother listens to little sister.”

Lin Jinyang became tense, fearing that his little sister would dislike him, so he quickly expressed his devotion: “If my little sister tells me to retreat, I will retreat; if she tells me to practice for a long time, I will practice for a long time.”

“Speaking of retreating, I suddenly remembered that I need to refine some Fasting Pills for you guys.”

Lin Qingluo suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and controlling her sword, she flew towards the herb garden.

“Hey, hey.”

Lin Jinyang was dumbfounded, and howled: “Little sister, where are you going?”

Lin Qingluo’s clear and pleasant voice came from the direction of the flower sea, carried by the wind: “Going to the herb garden to find Brother Lan, ask him to refine Fasting Pills for you guys.”

Lin Jinyang touched the back of his head, confused: “Fasting Pills? What’s that?”

“Spirit Pills that you don’t need to eat after consuming.”

Wang Meng had seen Fasting Pills before and explained it very plainly.

“Eating one is equivalent to a day’s worth of food.”

Feng Yi saw that he was still a bit puzzled, so he added a few more words: “When you’re in closed cultivation, you don’t eat or drink, and depend only on one Fasting Pill a day to survive.”

Lin Jinyang understood and marveled: “There’s such an awesome Spirit Pill.”

“This is nothing.”

Shitou patted his shoulder as if they were close brothers, with a superior tone and overbearing display.

“In the Cultivation World, Fasting Pills are as common as they can be. Every entry-level disciple in the Immortal Sect can receive them every month, one per day, with adequate supply, and available anytime you want to eat.”

“Alright, stop bragging, let’s pack up the fish and shrimp and head back.”

Wang Meng was disgusted by his arrogance and habitually interrupted him.

“Baoya, Hunao, let’s go, we need to feed the baby dragons.”

Lin Yixuan caught a lot of fish and shrimp, feeling content, and happily summoned his flying sword, controlled it to rise, and carried the net full of fish.

Baoya and Hunao shot towards the flower sea like two swift bolts of lightning, one in front and one behind.

Everyone else also caught some fish and shrimp, each holding their own, controlling their flying swords to rise.

Lin Jinyang fell behind again, barely managing to steady himself on the flying sword after some wobbling, only to fall off again after a short while.

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With little master’s guidance, Mo Canglan had more confidence in refining Fasting Pills.

After an hour, the fragrance of medicinal herbs filled the air, and an ancient bronze Alchemy Furnace spun down from above the Spiritual Spring, landing smoothly on the ground.