51: Chapter 51 The Ownership of the Elixir

Frost Star lay on the edge of the bed, her chin resting on her hands, a trace of glistening drool hanging from the corner of her mouth as she stared longingly at Lin Ye's palm.

"Brother-in-law, this dark copper coin smells so incredibly good! Frost Star feels like if I just eat one, I can become super powerful! Can Frost Star have it for breakfast?"

Lin Ye rolled his eyes, curled his finger, and gave the little girl's smooth forehead a gentle flick.

"In your dreams. This is hard currency used for life-saving transactions. How can you eat it like a snack?"

Lin Ye stored nine of the coins into his system space, leaving only one pinched between his fingers.

Seeing Frost Star's pitiful expression as she clutched her forehead, his heart softened, and he smiled and waved her over.

"Come here, stretch out your foot."

Hearing this, Frost Star obediently took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed.

She straightened her right leg and rested it on Lin Ye's thigh.

Her little foot was crystal clear, and a red string woven with brass bells was tied around her ankle.

Lin Ye untied the red string, threaded the netherworld currency through its central square hole, and then tied it back around Frost Star's ankle.

The dark, ancient netherworld coin rested against her pale skin, creating a striking visual contrast.

"I'm giving you this coin as a protective amulet. The netherworld laws contained within it can nourish your Corpse King origin and help stabilize your realm. Keep it on, and no sneaking a bite, got it?"

Lin Ye reached out and pinched her chubby cheek.

Frost Star looked down at the black coin on her ankle and shook her lower leg.

The brass bells and the coin clinked together, producing a crisp, ethereal sound.

"..."

"..."

Just as the two were play-fighting on the bed,

the wooden door of the bedroom was gently pushed open.

Leng Yue walked in slowly, carrying a tray that emitted a rich aroma of rice.

Today, she had changed into a form-fitting black turtleneck sweater paired with a well-tailored dark gray pencil skirt.

Her long, silvery-white hair was pinned up high with a newly polished bogwood hairpin, revealing a neck as graceful and pale as a swan's.

Her movements were light and elegant, and as her deep red eyes fell upon the two playing on the bed, a trace of deep, melting tenderness flashed in their depths.

"Husband, it is time for breakfast."

Leng Yue placed the tray on the nightstand.

On the tray were two bowls of thickly brewed white rice porridge, several dishes of delicate side items, and a cup of warm goji berry and codonopsis tea prepared specifically for Lin Ye.

Since settling down in the shop, this Thousand-Year Red Hou, who had once been decisive in slaughter and viewed all living beings as mere ants, had gradually become touched by the warmth of mundane life.

She was learning the modern way of life, learning to use the gas stove, and had even shown an amazing talent for cooking.

Lin Ye peeled Frost Star off of him, stood up, picked up the cup of ginseng tea, and took a sip.

The warm tea slid down his throat, dispersing the last trace of morning laziness.

"Thank you for your hard work, my wife."

Lin Ye pulled over a chair for Leng Yue to sit down.

Just then, a faint light flashed across his retina, and the system's unique prompt tone rang crisply in his mind.

"Ding! The "My Lord, Please Behave Yourself" System has issued a daily interactive mission: [Ownership of the Spiritual Medicine]."

"[Detected that the rare treasure 'Two-Hundred-Year-Old Wild Purple Ganoderma' exists in the host's storage space. If this spiritual item is not handled properly, its efficacy will fade over time. Please decide on the distribution plan for the spiritual medicine within three minutes to show the strategic planning of the head of the household!]"

"[Option A: Share the Bounty, Nourish the Whole Family—Cook personally, supplementing the Purple Ganoderma with Pure Yang True Blood to brew a pot of ultimate nourishing warm soup, focusing on tempering Frost Star's newly born Corpse King body and helping Leng Yue stabilize the violent origin of her half-step Drought Demon state.]"

"[Reward: Harem harmony rating skyrockets, unlocking the special achievement [Divine Chef]. Consequence: The process is tedious and will consume an entire morning's energy.]"

"[Option B: Monopolize the Fortune, Selfish and Greedy—Hide in the bathroom, chew and swallow the Purple Ganoderma raw, and forcibly raise the upper limit of the Pure Yang Dao Body.]"

"[Reward: Permanent Yang Energy limit +20. Consequence: Due to the overly intense attributes of the spiritual medicine, you will suffer a massive nosebleed on the spot, and the two women will find your stingy behavior extremely speechless.]"

"[Option C: Presenting Buddha with Borrowed Flowers, Pleasing Outsiders—Pack it up and mail it to Fatty Wang, or give it to Deputy Captain Chu Hongyan of The Ninth Bureau to gain a favor.]"

"[Reward: Connections +50. Consequence: This spendthrift behavior will trigger a domestic fire in the backyard, and the two zombie wives will team up to hang you upside down from the ceiling for three days.]"

"[Option D: Ruining a Precious Gift—Slice it up and use it for a foot soak. Reward: Obtain the title 'Jiangzhou's Number One Spendthrift'. No positive benefits whatsoever.]"

Seeing these four options, Lin Ye couldn't help but roll his eyes hard in his mind.

This system always liked to stuff daily options with a bunch of ridiculous choices that made one want to beat it up.

Eating it raw and getting a nosebleed? Using it for a foot soak?

Such a rare treasure naturally had to be utilized to its maximum value.

"I choose A."

Lin Ye gave his answer in his heart.

He picked up his porridge bowl, quickly wolfed down a few mouthfuls, and then stood up, his gaze sweeping over the two stunning zombie women.

"Leng Yue, Frost Star. The pair of Purple Ganodermas sent by the Song family has an overbearing efficacy. If left for too long, the spiritual energy will easily dissipate."

Lin Ye walked over to the clothes rack and casually threw on a shirt.

"The shop won't be open this morning. I'm going to the kitchen to brew a pot of nourishing soup. It's the perfect time to help Frost Star consolidate her foundation as a Nether Corpse King, and also suppress that residual Drought Demon fire poison in your body."

Hearing this, Leng Yue immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks and stood up.

"How could I let my Husband do such menial work himself? I will handle it."

She stopped him softly, reaching out to grab the apron Lin Ye had draped over the back of the chair.

Lin Ye took the opportunity to grab her wrist, pulling her half a step closer.

Their eyes met.

Lin Ye looked into her ruby-like deep red eyes, a gentle smile playing at the corners of his mouth:

"Brewing this spiritual soup requires the original true blood of my Pure Yang Dao Body as a medicinal catalyst. The Red Lotus Karmic Fire you control is too hot and can easily burn away the medicinal properties of the Ganoderma. Wait upstairs obediently, and today I'll let you taste my cooking."

Feeling the burning warmth from her wrist, Leng Yue's cheeks flushed with a faint blush.

She no longer insisted and nodded obediently.

Lin Ye walked down the stairs, and with a flip of his palm, the pair of Purple Ganodermas appeared in his hand.

In the shadows unseen from the second floor, this pair of medicinal herbs, which should have been inanimate objects, were currently emitting faint, wind-like sounds resembling a baby's cry in sync with Lin Ye's breathing.

Lin Ye noticed that on the edge of the deep purple caps, there were faint traces of fine, white hairs that did not belong to fungi, looking like they were left behind by some living creature struggling after being forcibly buried in the dirt.

The natural cloud patterns on the surface of the Ganoderma shifted and squirmed under the dim kitchen light, actually piecing together twisted and desperate faces of old men.

The pair of "wild" Purple Ganodermas sent by the Song family had probably grown not in some famous mountain or great river, but in the crevices of a coffin lid in some century-old grave.

What they absorbed was not just the essence of heaven and earth, but also the intense, unyielding desire to survive from the tomb's owner before death!