Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 362 - 171: I’m Just an Immortal Farmer

Luo Qingyao sighed and then asked, "Sister, what exactly does that Luo Zijin mean? He never used to be so attentive to me."

Luo Ling Immortal laughed, "Do you even need to ask? He must be interested in you. The faction that Luo Zijin belongs to hasn’t achieved much over the years, they’ve been squeezed out constantly and have fewer and fewer positions in the Sword Discussion Hall, they’re almost falling to the bottom tier and will eventually be pushed out of the main family."

She poked Luo Qingyao’s face, "But if he manages to win over you, the dazzling pearl of the Luo Family, the situation would definitely change."

"Sigh, if only these people spent more effort on doing practical things, would they really fall to the bottom tier?"

"Everyone wants to take shortcuts. If you can climb up the ranks through connections, who would put in the hard work?" Luo Ling Immortal teased her sister, "That Luo Zijin is actually quite talented, and he’s decent looking, quite popular inside and outside. Since he came of age, many have come to propose marriage."

"What does that have to do with me?" Luo Qingyao pouted.

Luo Ling Immortal leaned against a thick bamboo beside her, her tone light, "To make you happy, he specifically chose a piece of land next to the Jade Guardian Forest to grow ingredients for immortal meals. He even opened a new special path on the outer island and built a new special kitchen on the inner island, all just to make immortal meals for you. It involved a lot of people."

Luo Qingyao frowned, "Since you knew, why didn’t you stop him?"

Luo Ling Immortal smiled slightly, "This kind of thing happens all the time in the Luo Family. Which Immortal Dao Noble Clan, major sect, or great nation isn’t like this?"

"I can’t stand it, really can’t stand it! That’s why I don’t want to stay in the Luo Family!" Luo Qingyao groaned in frustration, covering her face, "Sister, please point me a way out! Staying in this family, I can hardly breathe."

Luo Ling Immortal glanced at her, "You’re the one being served, not serving others."

"Blame me for not having a life of being served."

Luo Ling Immortal pondered for a moment, "Starting from August 3rd, the Eternal Night Snow Mountain will enter a solar period that occurs once every sixty years, lasting about half a year. By then, you can use the excuse of sword testing to stay there for half a year."

"Great, great!" Luo Qingyao’s eyes sparkled.

"Don’t rush, listen to me. After the solar period ends, in another two or three months, it will be about time for the Wangxian Pavilion’s Dao trial. Although our Immortal Dao Noble Clans don’t have the qualification to participate, we can at least join in the fun. This time, the trial location is said to be in the Sea of Eternal Life, lasting three years. Altogether, that’s nearly four years."

"Adding it up... four years!" Luo Qingyao’s eyes widened.

Luo Ling Immortal laughed, "Yes, in four years, you’ll be twenty years old, and you can freely go out to gain experience. How about that, isn’t this a bright path?"

"You’re really my own sister!"

"I always was!"

Luo Qingyao suddenly remembered something and collected her thoughts, "I forgot. Sister, I need to trouble you once more. The kind of immortal meal that senior brother makes is definitely something the Luo Family’s Immortal Chef can’t recreate. By then, Luo Zijin will definitely punish them." She sighed, "Everyone’s cultivation journey is already tough. Why make things harder? This matter somewhat involves me, so I ask for your help then."

This was no big deal, just a matter of speaking up, but what Luo Ling Immortal cared about was her sister’s attitude.

"When the immortal meal is served, just pretend to be very satisfied, won’t you?"

Luo Qingyao said, "If I say I’m truly satisfied, he’ll definitely keep changing things up, continuously asking people to make all kinds of immortal meals for me. It would be uncomfortable for me, and for those working for him. He must understand that trying to please me in this way is meaningless."

"You really learned something from going to the Little South Continent."

"Senior brother taught well." Luo Qingyao broke into a big smile.

Luo Ling Immortal also felt quite melancholy. Ever since her sister returned home, she would only smile when hearing news about her senior brother, truly lost in it. But, Qingyao, Qingyao, how can you compare to his senior sister?

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After bidding farewell to Luo Qingyao, Luo Zijin went straight to the small island on the inner island dedicated to cooking immortal meals.

After entering the specialized kitchen, he first looked around and then felt the atmosphere, his expression turning somber immediately.

He walked straight towards the stove.

Pang Da Xian Chef was troubled by how to infuse the sweet, bitter, and astringent flavors of the Moon Immortal Vegetable and the crispy tender texture into the Dian Shui Ling Goose Meat with oil. Suddenly feeling someone approaching, he instinctively glanced over and was startled.

"Lord Jin... Lord Jin!"

The other apprentices preparing ingredients also stopped, bowed, and nodded in greeting.

Luo Zijin’s face was slightly stern, "How’s the task I entrusted to you going?"

At the side, Fan Wubing slightly felt this person... was it this matter he was organizing? Not very old, his cultivation was alright, but his temperament wasn’t very steady, probably because he seldom went out to gain experience. He carried Qingyao’s aura, he must have interacted with her before coming here. Was he trying to win Qingyao’s favor? Then what... was his relationship with Qingyao?

Fan Wubing immediately saw through Luo Zijin’s details.

Pang Da Xian Chef asked nervously, "Lord Jin... Are you really sure there is such an immortal meal in the world?"

Luo Zijin had little interest in immortal meals and wasn’t very knowledgeable about them, "Why, are you perhaps suggesting that the immortal meals Lord Yao ate were actually mundane?"

Pang Da Xian Chef wouldn’t dare think so, "Of, of course not! It’s just that in all I’ve learned about immortal cuisine since I was young, there’s truly no such type of immortal meal?"

Luo Zijin squinted, "Immortal meals that even a place like Little South Continent can make, and a top-grade Immortal Chef of the Luo Family can’t? Then I really have to question how you were hired by the Luo Family."