Chapter 22

Feng Yin hurriedly started cooking, preparing a meal for two… cough, one person and one cat.

He prepared boiled meat for himself, a whole large pot of tender meat…

Then he began to prepare food for the little one. Although he only cooked a small pot, he added a yuan force pill that he had just received from He Biqu.

Thinking it still wasn’t safe enough, he mixed two small bowls of porridge, each with one of the original yuan force pills, as a precaution.

While waiting, Feng Yin felt extremely hungry, finding it hard to endure.

"Clearly, I lack experience. Next time, I must prepare the meal in advance…"

Feng Yin was so hungry that his vision was starting to blur, and the feeling of emptiness and weakness in his body became increasingly obvious.

"Who would have thought that just a moment would leave me with hypoglycemia symptoms…"

"It seems that the process of enlightenment not only consumes the spiritual essence of the spirit vortex but also my own vital energy and spirit. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have come to this. Given this, the significant changes in Xiaofengying’s body must also have been very draining. Preparing more is indeed necessary…"

"Let’s see what specific effects there are when the little one wakes up. These hairs are all good things and must be kept. Without a phone or camera to record life, using physical items to document it is the next best thing…"

Looking at the handful of white fur in his hand, Feng Yin had a sudden idea.

Should he use these… cough, to make a brush?

To teach the little one to write with this brush in the future?

Hmm, this idea seems pretty good.

Feng Yin couldn’t wait any longer once the meat was half-cooked. He started eating, the hot meat scalding his hands, but he ate greedily, taking large bites. He ate about half a kilogram of meat before he finally felt less anxious…

With a renewed sense of confidence and patience, he waited for the meat to cook completely…

During this time, the aroma of the meat filled the air…

Xu Lao San and Xu Lao Si, who were in the ward, kept swallowing their saliva.

"Why did he suddenly start cooking meat…"

Xu Lao San kept swallowing saliva and urged his brother: "Go take a look."

Xu Lao Si stared at his brother: "We already owe him several thousand taels… Do you think he will let us eat?"

"Try it, it’s worth a shot."

Xu Lao San coughed and said, "Nowadays, it’s said that the debtor is the boss. We already owe him several thousand taels, so what’s a little more?"

"I don’t dare to be that kind of boss. Let’s just wash up and go to sleep…"

Xu Lao Si was extremely hesitant and timid, feeling guilty in front of the doctor.

But finally, under Xu Lao San’s drooling urging, or perhaps because the smell of the meat was too enticing, he shuffled out…

A moment later…

A loud thud, followed by Xu Lao Si’s cries and Feng Yin’s angry shouts.

"Eating my food, drinking my water, staying in my place, and owing me money, and still wanting me to treat your injuries… Fifty taels of silver for my five ten thousand taels worth of medicine… And you still want to eat my meat!!"

"I have never seen such shameless people in my life. You two brothers are like old ladies drinking porridge against the wall, despicable, shameless, and vulgar!"

"Completely devoid of conscience! Wanting to eat meat!"

Along with the scolding, there were sounds of punches hitting flesh, strong and clear.

Xu Lao San’s face changed, he closed his eyes, and covered his head with a blanket, trying to reduce his presence and pretend to be uninvolved.

After a while, the sounds finally stopped.

Xu Lao Si limped into the ward, his nose and face bruised, to see Xu Lao San’s head buried in the blanket, snoring loudly, as if he had already fallen asleep…

"I know you’re not asleep…"

Xu Lao Si said angrily, "From childhood to now, what else can you do besides betraying your own brother…"

Xu Lao San ignored him, pretending not to hear, and continued snoring.

"You can pretend all you want. I accept it. Who made me have such an unlucky brother? I’ve resigned myself to it. I’ve been covering for you since childhood, and I’m still covering for you now…"

Xu Lao Si cursed, carefully lying down on the bed, groaning in pain, and muttering with resentment: "… I told you not to go, but you didn’t listen. What’s the result? I got beaten up, and you’re happy? Are you satisfied? Are you on a high?…"

"… You don’t shed a tear until you see the coffin. Now you see it, right? Is it fun to betray your own brother? … Xu Lao San! Are you deaf?!"

…

On the other side, Feng Yin ate to his heart’s content, his belly full and round. After eating, he felt better, and the spirit vortex in his dantian gradually recovered. He just needed to practice to recharge and could use it again the next day.

But a lingering sense of fatigue remained, and he knew he couldn’t perform the enlightenment again today.

Now he just had to wait for Xiaofengying to wake up and see the specific effects.

Without further ado, Feng Yin felt that the name "Fengying" he had chosen was very fitting, perfectly suited to the little one.

From now on, it would follow him like a shadow…

"Yi wu… yi wu yi wu…"

The little one woke up, calling weakly.

It quickly crawled to Feng Yin’s side, moving fast and steadily without falling, its paws clutching him anxiously, its eyes weak and dull.

Clearly, it was a cry for help, a plea for food…

Its little belly was flat and empty.

Fortunately, Feng Yin was prepared and quickly brought over a large bowl, which was just the right temperature.

The little one didn’t need to be fed; it dove straight into the bowl, smelling the food.

Gulping… gulping…

In a blink, the large bowl of porridge was almost empty, the level clearly dropping. The little one didn’t even lift its head during this process.

On the bed, there was a large clump of white fur, shed three times during the enlightenment… Feng Yin had collected the first batch, but hadn’t had time to collect the other two.

With a casual breath, the white fur flew all over the bed, making the collection process much more difficult.

Then Feng Yin realized something was off: "This… seems a bit abnormal… Wasn’t it just learning to crawl and not very steady? How is it moving so fast now?"

"Could this enlightenment actually promote growth?"

Gently touching the little one’s body, it did seem to have grown a bit?

"This one finger seems to have skipped about a month of growth, at least according to the normal growth rate of a kitten. The actual internal growth, this damned cultivation method doesn’t explain."

Slurping… slurping…

The little one devoured the large bowl of porridge, finishing it completely and still looking unsatisfied, lifting its head with its whiskers covered in porridge, its big eyes looking at Feng Yin: "Yi wu yi wu…"

"Not enough? Want more? There’s more! There’s more!"

Feng Yin didn’t waste time, simply bringing over the whole pot and making another large bowl. The little one dove in without hesitation.

Gulping… gulping… it made satisfied sounds as it ate, its belly quickly filling up, and its strength returning. Its little tail started wagging again.

This was a sign of happiness.

After a while…

"Yi wu… burp…" The little one lifted its head, burping, but still planning to continue eating, clearly scared of being hungry again.

Feng Yin quickly took the bowl away: "No, you can’t eat without restraint. Don’t overeat, Fengying."

The little one lifted its head: "Yi wu!"

Clearly, it was responding to its name.

"Fengying?"

"Yi wu."

"Do you know your name is Fengying?"

"Yi wu."

"Fengying?"

"Yi wu… yi wu…"

"Dogzi?"

"…"

The little one fell silent, looking at him with confusion. Clearly, it was asking, "Who are you calling?"

Its little tail wagged playfully.

"Ha ha ha… so smart."

Feng Yin held the little one in his hands, kissing it several times, his eyes squinting with joy.

He truly hadn’t expected the spirit enlightenment to be so effective, opening the little one’s intelligence in just one enlightenment.

Slurping… slurping… the little one didn’t mind, instead giving the same response, kissing Feng Yin’s face with its mouth, though it wasn’t kissing but biting, and the porridge on its whiskers stuck to Feng Yin’s face.

Its little paws also softly scratched Feng Yin’s face.

The man and the cat were affectionate and close.

Later, the little one walked back and forth on Feng Yin’s hand, its steps proud and majestic, as if patrolling its territory.

Its steps were light and elegant, dignified and graceful.

"Good boy! But you’re just walking on my palm, what are you so proud of?" Feng Yin poked the little one’s nose.

The little one lifted its head, its ears perking up, and it bared its teeth, looking very cute and fierce.

"Huh?"

Feng Yin discovered something new. In the little one’s mouth, there were a few tiny white objects, about the size of rice grains.

"Huh? You’re growing teeth?"

Feng Yin opened the little one’s mouth to examine it closely.

The little one felt uncomfortable with this action but still obediently lifted its head and opened its mouth wide, letting Feng Yin touch it, though its tail wagged even faster.

Feng Yin touched them, feeling they were hard, indeed teeth, though only just starting to emerge…

"Amazing!"

Feng Yin was in awe, marveling at the sight.

In just one spirit enlightenment, a little one born only two or three days ago had even grown teeth.

"Miracle!"

"I am the god! YYDS!"

Feng Yin felt very proud.

…

[Early update, going back to sleep. I forgot the time last night while writing, and it was already 1:30 AM when I finished. This is the first time in nearly two months that I’ve gone to bed so late.]