"Mmm..."

At this point, Senior Brother suddenly paused and switched to transmitting thoughts, saying to Li Ye, "The true golden sand is actually an object of extreme yang, a treasure born from the sunlight condensed from the waters of the East Pole Yang Sea.

If you find the real golden sand in the future, you can help him turn the ink into an extreme yin object corresponding to his soul, which should help him control the outflow of vitality."

I have to say.

This is the benefit of having guidance.

He had suspected the nature of the ink before, and now it seems that it might be the "Yang spirit" left by the soul, representing the purest remaining vitality.

It merely manifests as ink.

Just like when he entered the Hungry Ghost Netherworld and discovered that the entire place was composed of ink, the so-called Netherworld should be a special grotto heaven built with yang within yin.

Only the harmony of yin and yang can allow the soul to remain in the world, otherwise, it will eventually be consumed by yin energy and lose its mind.

Upon hearing this, Li Ye felt some relief from his doubts, and while looking at the "Tai Sui" that appeared on the iron pot, he asked, "Brother, do you know where the Undying People and Red Spring and Sweet Wood can be obtained?"

"Naturally, it's in the Mountain and Sea World of the Inverted Heaven," Senior Brother answered without hesitation. "When you reach the Golden Core mid-period, you will have a chance. By then, you can ask the master more. He's very familiar with that place."

Golden Core mid-period.

It seems it won't be long now.

Perhaps it's just a matter of a few years.

As Li Ye was pondering this, he saw small iron pots being born from the iron pot, bouncing on the ground, each about the size of a baby's palm.

They actually looked quite cute.

[Name]: Gold Ink Blood Iron Pot Tai Sui

[Mood]: Happy, wants to bounce, needs food.

[Status]: Born from the unparalleled spiritual qi of the Ink and Water Golden Sand Body combined with the demon spirit of the iron pot, it inherently possesses some abilities of a "mother."

They need nurturing from the mother's vitality water to grow up, and during the growth process, ingesting "metal" yin and yang energy differently will turn them into different yin and yang bodies.

Once fully mature, under certain conditions, they can reproduce.

And making and cooking food for them provides "stove energy" that helps them grow.

He squinted his eyes, withdrawing his thoughts, his tone somewhat peculiar.

"You give birth really fast."

"Taoist Friend Wen."

This made Taoist Friend Wen feel a bit helpless. Looking at those bouncing little iron pots, he felt an extraordinary... blood connection.

The two children also felt very close to these iron pots.

They crouched down and poked at them, quietly saying, "Are these our brothers and sisters?"

Only Fox Sister was bewildered.

Why do I suddenly have children out of nowhere? And there's an iron pot as a "sister," how do I use the iron pot for cooking?

Even Wei Qingye was seeing for the first time that his junior brother had such an astonishing ability, previously comprehending the birth of a spiritual object from yin and yang combining was barely understandable, but now to let the iron pot give birth to offspring.

This was simply unheard of.

Even among the demon race, such things are extremely rare, right?

Senior Brother, on the other hand, was observing them with interest. Honestly, in the Hell Path, such beings are not uncommon.

After all, the Dharma Methods in the Bamboo Spirit Scroll originate from the Hell Path.

However, due to the defects in the manufacturing Dharma method of the Ink and Water Golden Sand Body, the "living beings" created naturally also have defects, with incomplete intelligence, living in a daze.

Unlike these iron pots, which are full of spirituality.

They truly seem like a spiritual race in the form and appearance of iron pots.

Only, what capabilities do they have?

...

After finishing the meal.

Taoist Friend Wen originally wanted to take his Pot Sister, Fox Sister, and children for a walk in the yard, but Pot Sister refused him. Instead, she, along with Fox Sister, went to study how to make delicious pastries.

As the creator of the iron pot demon spirit, Li Ye could naturally sense that the iron pot seemed to prefer the female owner of this residence—probably due to the general tendency of women doing the cooking in most environments.

After all, it is still a pot.

As for Taoist Friend Wen?

The iron pot demon spirit didn't seem to care much about him.

And it seemed resistant to Taoist Friend Wen's essence blood, probably needing a period of recuperation to once again nurture small iron pot Tai Suis.

So Taoist Friend Wen could only take the small iron pot Tai Sui and the two children for a walk in the yard.

Li Ye followed Wei Qingye behind them.

They watched as what was supposed to still be the infant stage of iron pot Tai Sui ingest everything that could serve as ingredients along the way, bouncing and flipping like a pot.

Before long, they produced food that was complete in color, aroma, and taste, just smaller in size.

The two children, with little tails swaying behind them, followed behind what could be either their brother or sister, eating as they walked.

Although they were still small, they were absolutely unskilled in making food, the recipes, fire control power, and spatial powers that their "mother," Li Ye, imparted seem to have been fully inherited.

Knowing that the definition of a race is the ability to pass on knowledge.

The most typical of humans is successive inheritances, building such a magnificent cultivation world, without inheritance, it cannot be considered a complete race.

Even though there are only two generations of iron pot Tai Sui, they already possess the ability to inherit.

Wei Qingye looked at the food.

There was actually some expectation in his eyes, and he murmured to himself:

"I really want to raise one."

He used to be like most sword cultivators, eating casually or even fasting.

But somehow after spending some time with Li Ye, the dazzling array of various delicacies delivered daily by the beavers pampered his taste buds.

Now, if he doesn't eat something delicious every day, he feels as though he's missing something, and the last time he went to Demon Race territory to routinely slay a few dozen demon beasts and stretch his muscles, he ended up roasting venison.

It was even snatched in large amounts by a few fellow senior brothers and sisters accompanying him.

"You want to raise one? I can help you, you don't have to worry about not being able to raise it well."

Hearing this, Wei Qingye's eyes lit up.

He wasn't worried about whether Taoist Friend Wen would consent, after all, he had confidence in this minor matter.

His only concern was whether he could raise these little fellows well, but if he had Li Ye's help, it wouldn't be a problem.

Li Ye nodded, genuinely pondering the issue of letting people raise them.

Because these iron pot Tai Suis are born to create various delicacies, innumerable ingredients coming together forming stove energy, greatly beneficial for them.

Four Seasons Sect certainly has sufficient heritage of culinary arts, but culinary arts thrive on gathering the strengths of all others, differing customs across lands naturally result in different cuisines.

Following Wei Qingye, the powerful sword cultivator, would not only allow them to cook new dishes everywhere they go, but possibly let them ingest some metallic elements nourished by sword qi, expecting perhaps some special transformations?

The more he thought, the more feasible this seemed.

The only issue is, in their growth, small iron pot Tai Suis need their mother's water of life—hardly something unknown.

Presumably a spiritual substance akin to maternal milk.

This required a lot of preparation, possibly needing transmission through arrays or treasures.

Thinking of this.

He simply called out to Taoist Friend Wen: "Brother Wen, you likely heard what we were discussing, let Brother Wei adopt one.

With him raising it, you can rest assured."

Taoist Friend Wen naturally heard Li Ye's words. As these were little lives born of his essence blood, he naturally hoped for these children to have a good home.

Meanwhile, he was quite aware that he couldn't keep raising them—Fox Sister was already laborious enough, forcing Fox Sister to raise another's "children" was somewhat imposing.

"Alright."

He nodded, with a look of reluctance, gently lifting the most lively small iron pot Tai Sui, handing it to Wei Qingye.

"You must obediently listen to Uncle Wei."

The small iron pot Tai Sui, originally struggling, calmed down upon hearing this, obediently nestled in Wei Qingye's hand, merely blinking its eyes, looking somewhat pitiful.

Taoist Friend Wen also showed a sad expression.

Father and child gazed at each other affectionately.

The other small iron pot Tai Suis and the two children paused as well, stopping their lively play.

An air of sadness spread.

This scene of blood relatives parting made Li Ye frown slightly, feeling uneasy inside.

Originally, he was contemplating arranging the other small iron pot Tai Suis to work in the grotto heaven for making autumn harvest meal boxes.

But looking at this...

Can the bond of blood be this close and unique?

Makes both Taoist Friend Wen and the small iron pot Tai Suis so sorrowful?

He was momentarily hesitant.

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