I am really not a medical immortal.-Chapter 1520 - 1519: Forging Sky Bombs

"Brother Xu, it’s time to eat!" At this moment, Lan Lingling’s sweet voice came from the backyard.

"Coming." Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

With a wave of his hand, he closed the shop door, turned around, and walked toward the backyard.

In the small yard at the back, there was a stone table, on which were four dishes and one soup, all meat dishes, along with a serving of green vegetable egg soup. In addition, there was rice made from a unique type of grain from the Spirit Realm.

"Hmm? Smells great!" Zhang Xiaohao took a deep breath and said.

"Brother Xu, I’m glad you like it. I’ll cook for you every day from now on." Lan Lingling said, blushing.

"Haha." Zhang Xiaohao chuckled lightly.

He was destined not to stay in one place for long. Even without mentioning the two true scriptures on him, he still needed to solve the hidden enemies in the shadows and find a way to deal with the evil qi within him before he could leave.

But he didn’t tell the girl these things. If he did, with the girl’s temperament, she would surely be upset.

He took the rice that Lan Lingling handed over, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.

"Brother Xu, have some meat." Lan Lingling said.

She picked up a large piece of meat and placed it in Zhang Xiaohao’s bowl.

"You eat too." Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

Picking up a piece of meat, he placed it in the girl’s bowl.

"Okay." Lan Lingling’s face turned even redder.

Looking at her delicate and charming appearance, with blushing cheeks and damp hair, freshly bathed, the unpleasant stench from before had disappeared, replaced by a faint fragrance.

They finished a meal, with Zhang Xiaohao consuming most of it, while Lan Lingling rested her delicate hands on her chin, gazing at him.

"Snap out of it, don’t be a fool." Zhang Xiaohao said teasingly, patting her shoulder.

"Ah! Brother Xu, have you finished eating?" Lan Lingling said in surprise.

"Yes! I ate up all the food on the table." Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"Oh." Lan Lingling’s pretty face flushed red as she quickly got up to clear away the dishes and chopsticks from the table.

"Brother Xu, you’re bad."

Leaving a teasing remark, the girl hurriedly escaped with the dishes.

"Haha." Zhang Xiaohao chuckled softly.

Standing up from his chair, he glanced at the ten suns in the sky, his lips curling into a charming smile, as he stepped toward the opposite room.

Once inside the room, Zhang Xiaohao waved his hand, produced a set of formation flags, and set them up casually.

Having completed this, Zhang Xiaohao sat down cross-legged on the floor.

With a single clap, a storage bag appeared in his palm. Holding it, his mind stirred as various materials started flying out one by one.

Not wasting any time, Zhang Xiaohao picked up some materials to refine the Sky Bomb and began working on it...

Even though it was his first time refining a Sky Bomb, thanks to Zhang Xiaohao’s talent, everything proceeded smoothly and orderly.

Two hours later, the first Sky Bomb was successfully refined.

With the experience from this first success, the refining process for the next Sky Bombs went much faster.

Three days flew by, and all the materials for over a hundred Sky Bombs were refined, yielding a total of one hundred and sixty bombs.

"Phew!" Zhang Xiaohao exhaled deeply and opened his eyes.

Looking at the Sky Bombs on the ground, he smiled satisfactorily.

Each Sky Bomb, about the size of a baby’s fist, appeared small in size yet packed immense power. Although he hadn’t tested its power yet, even a cultivator at the Perfect Foundation Establishment Realm would find it deadly.

As their creator, Zhang Xiaohao had that level of confidence.

With a single wave of his hand, he collected all the Sky Bombs into the Shennong Ring.

Looking down at himself and seeing the mess, resembling a wild man, he hit a water-based spell.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao was refreshed, with impurities washed away.

Using spiritual power, he evaporated the damp surface of his body and looked outside, revealing a wry smile.

"Ah! The hardest thing to sell is a beauty’s favor!" Zhang Xiaohao muttered.

Crack!

Opening the door, he saw a figure sitting at the entrance—it was none other than Lan Lingling. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

At this moment, Lan Lingling was sweetly asleep, resting her chin on her hand.

Gently approaching her side, Zhang Xiaohao lifted her lightly from the ground and walked into the room, the entire process silent and subtle.

Once inside, Zhang Xiaohao placed her on the bed.

He pulled a blanket over her, stood at the bedside, and gazed at her. Her eyelashes twinkling charmingly, added to her unique charm.

"Ah! What’s the point?" Zhang Xiaohao shook his head and said.

Lan Lingling quietly guarded him outside the room for three days and nights. Even though he was focused on refining Sky Bombs, he could still feel her presence, as well as the arrival of Po Jun and his group outside the small courtyard.

Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaohao exited the room and headed toward the shop in front.

...

"Po Jun, you’re not lying to us, are you? We’ve been waiting for three days, why hasn’t this shop opened yet?"

"Yeah! I seem to recall this shop used to be called Weaver Pavilion, specializing in selling handicrafts like women’s embroidery!"

"This is already the third day. If they don’t open soon, don’t blame me for getting angry with you, Po Jun!"

Surrounding cultivators said coldly.

Po Jun showed a wry smile, just as he was about to explain, the shop door opened.

"It’s open, come on in!" Po Jun’s eyes lit up.

After saying this, he led Po San and rushed inside first.

Seeing the door open, other cultivators nearby also hurried toward the shop.

Zhang Xiaohao leisurely sat on the deck chair, poured himself a cup of spiritual tea, and took a sip.

"Senior, I’ve completed the task successfully and brought them here." Po Jun said.

Zhang Xiaohao didn’t waste words, with a tap at his waist, he produced a longsword magic artifact, a set of formation flags, and a small mountain magic artifact, placing them on the counter.

"Lower-grade longsword magic artifact for forty-five hundred low-grade spirit stones, lower-grade small mountain magic artifact for forty-five hundred low-grade spirit stones, this Twelve Stars Formation is both offensive and defensive, capable of even forcing cultivators at Qi Cultivation Perfection to drink in regret on the spot. Price: ten thousand lower-grade spirit stones!"

"Hmph! I’m curious to see why an ordinary lower-grade artifact dares to be sold at such a price!"

"I want a good look too!"

"And me too!"

A chorus of cultivators exclaimed.

They approached the counter, where three cultivators first picked up the items for inspection.

A few minutes later, everyone present was astonished.

"There are actually five restrictions, a formation, and notably, this formation can kill cultivators at Qi Cultivation Perfection, even holding its own against Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators!"

The group of cultivators exclaimed.