Medicine Mountain, Bamboo Cottage.
Han Shuangjiang was preparing the dishes.
She planned to make a more lavish meal today, as a celebration for Junior Brother Xu.
Climbing Hidden Spirit Mountain and obtaining one's Lifebound Magical Treasure was a big event in any Daoist disciple's life.
Honestly, she had no idea what kind of Spiritual Artifact Junior Brother Xu would end up with, or whether its grade would be high or low.
But whatever the case, as long as he gained something, it was worth celebrating.
It'd be terrible if the whole trip to Hidden Spirit Mountain turned out to be a disaster instead of a blessing, right?
"Junior Brother Xu likes braised pork—I'll make him a dish of that today."
"That dead fox likes to eat fish."
"Huh? It's not like today's a special day for him, why cook what he likes?"
"Oh, whatever, I've already bought it," Han Shuangjiang thought to herself.
