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Su Meier seemed to be lost in thought. Kuang Yong, who was lying on the ground, exclaimed out loud in disbelief. Was Gu Hai trying his best not to take down this brat?

Gu Hai walked over to Kuang Yong's side and said, "Fatty Yong, get up, don't play dead." He kicked onto the roof, almost kicking Kuang Yong to death. Kuang Yong screamed and stood up: "You don't know how to be a little softer."

"With your fat body, go easy on me, go light, I can get you up." After greeting the Fatty Yong for a while, Gu Hai looked at Yun Fan and said, "Brother, you have some good abilities."

"Too much praise, too much praise." Yun Fan waved his hand and said modestly.

"Come, let's go in and take a seat. The dust here is too thick." Su Meier said.

The two of them felt slightly awkward. This commotion was caused by them.

Su Meier brought Yun Fan into the great hall, and Kuang Yong said to Gu Hai from behind, "You must have held back, right? This brat beat me so badly, you didn't even help me out, don't you think you should be a brother?" Fatty Yong prodded Gu Hai.

Gu Hai was helpless, he then spoke in a serious tone, "This man is very strong, although I did not use my full strength, he did not use his, it was only a competition between us, he did not kill the opponent, and I cannot see through him."

Fatty Yong took a deep breath, "If you can't see through me, then I will be bullied by him in the future." When he thought about this, Fatty Yong held his head and shouted.

After Gu Hai entered the great hall, he started to calculate outside the door, "In the future, we will give him a share of the best items first, and we will also leave a share of Gu Hai and me. We will definitely leave a portion for Mei Er as well." He shook the fat on his belly and said, "It's been a while."

With that, he walked into the main hall.

Inside the hall, it was grand and imposing, there were many rune, just that all of them were fire attribute rune, and some of them were even suspended in the middle of the hall, pulled by spirit energy, as though they were stuck in the air.

He knew from Su Meier's words that they usually used these Soul-Soldier s to cook for the Steel Cavalry below them. Apart from being delicious, the food made by these Soul-Soldier s could also quickly replenish their spirit energy.

Here, there was also a portrait of Yun Jue. Yun Jue's portrait was extremely lifelike, and it gave Yun Fan the feeling that it was as if an eye was staring at him, and was very real.

Below Yun Jue, there were a total of four portraits, the names were lit up, one mountain, two mountain, three mountain, four mountain. Fatty Yong proudly explained to Yun Fan, this was his ancestor, when Yun Fan looked at the Fatty Yong again, these five fat people standing together, would probably be considered fifth mountain.

After the exchange, they could be considered to be familiar with each other. The Fatty Yong and Yun Fan had a good conversation as well, after all, he was just a fatty.

"Brother Yun, since you're a new person, why were you arranged to enter the firehouse today?" Gu Hai did not know, "Very few people come into this burning house anymore."

"Aren't all new recruits required to work in the firehouse for three months?" Yun Fan frowned.

Gu Hai shook his head, "I am the leader of one of the three thousand Steel Cavalry. I can assure you, there has never been such a rule."

Yun Fan and Gu Hai looked at each other. He saw sincerity in the other party's eyes that was worthy of his trust.

"If Brother Yun truly wishes to join the three thousand Steel Cavalry, you can come under my command. With Brother Yun's ability, you are on equal footing with me, so we shall address you as brother."

Su Meier had a complicated look in her eyes, did she really have to leave?

Yun Fan thanked him and continued, "For now, I will stay in this burning house. To me, the three thousand Steel Cavalry is just a place to test my strength, may I ask Brother Gu, during the time of war, can the burning house go on the battlefield and kill the enemy?"

"Of course you can, as long as you are strong enough, you will be in charge of the military camp. However, if you want to stay here, there will be a lot of resources that will be lost, after all, the military camp will send out some spiritual medicines every month, and I'm afraid your cultivation will not be able to keep up." Gu Hai considered for Yun Fan.

Yun Fan laughed, "On the journey of cultivation, how could I be abandoned because of a few stalks of spirit medicine? Other than that, I want to stay here to see who exactly wants to make a move against me.

Gu Hai frowned, and thought to himself, "The killing intent around him is actually stronger than the killing intent that I, a person who often fights and fights on the battlefield." That feeling was like a million corpses of the Son of Heaven, and it had aroused the fighting spirit in his heart.

Su Meier's face was pale white, the way Fatty Yong looked at Yun Fan had changed. He was also scared just now, and seeing Yun Fan retract his killing intent, they felt better.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold myself back." Su Meier smiled and waved her hand. Su Meier charmingly rolled her eyes at Yun Fan as if she was going to kill him, and when Gu Hai saw that their eyes met, he immediately coughed twice. Gu Hai felt a sense of loss.

On the second day, Su Meier and the Fatty Yong gave Yun Fan instructions on how to cook the fire house. One of them would teach Yun Fan for seven days, while the other would teach him how to control the Soul-Soldier.

Although he had cooked this thing many times in his previous life, it was usually roasted meat. This sort of thing, such as braised lion's head, legs, or tears, had completely subdued Yun Fan. If it was really according to his wishes, there was nothing that was not cooked by spiritual fire. For him who was at the Soul-Soldier Realm, creating flames was a small path.

In the beginning, it was Su Meier who had taught him how to cook. Su Meier watched Yun Fan from the side as he chopped vegetables and was flustered when they cooked, so he couldn't help but to smile, covering his face with his hands. His smile was very pretty, but Yun Fan was also somewhat helpless.

He had wanted to show off his skills in front of a beautiful woman, but he had still disgraced her.

"Mei-jie, why are the people here endlessly eating Pills." The efficacy of Pills s were far faster than these ingredients recovering spiritual energy, Yun Fan asked.

"Although the Yun Family is a large clan, a few Pills are nothing, but if the demand for Pills is too great, there are hundreds or thousands, and they are used for long periods of time, then that's different. It's a huge burden for the Yun Family too." Su Meier said.

Yun Fan thought, this would indeed reduce the cost a lot.

"Furthermore, apothecaries are mystical existences. Normal people wouldn't even know such a thing. It would be difficult to cultivate Pill Fire, needless to say, refine a Fasting Pill that doesn't consume food."

Yun Fan thought, he knew a little about refining Pills, and could be considered half a Pills master. He could still refine the lowest level Fasting Pill, and teach them how to refine pills another day, before adding it to the food.

Yun Fan's cooking skills were indeed not good, and he had to learn it now. Su Meier had no other choice but to teach by hand.

's face was slightly red, although he felt that it was charming, but he still continued with his teaching. After a few days, Yun Fan had gradually gotten used to this kind of teaching methods, and he started to learn very quickly.

When it was Fatty Yong's turn to teach him, he was pulled to the side.

"Don't think that this burning house is inferior to the military camp. Every month, there are still spiritual medicines in the military camp. What about here, is there nothing here?"

"You have to know, when we go to the fire house, that's a beauty that even the crowd of people below would want to flirt with." Fatty Yong was very proud, he then placed all the ingredients on the ground, "See, I won't lie to you."

Yun Fan said with a darkened face, "Isn't that the spiritual medicine I sent over just now for cooking?"

Fatty Yong said confidently, "That's right, but we definitely have to help him check. If there are any bad ones or unclean ones, we must help him get them down, take care of them, and then report them back, saying that this is the loss of our fire house."

"For elixirs like the White Jade Turtle, those fellows below can't eat that much, so they have to go and eat a portion of it." With that, he cut off a large piece of it with his small knife. His movements were skilled, and with one breath, he completed it and sent it to his mouth, only then did he remember that Yun Fan was also there. He looked at Yun Fan and used his small knife to cut off the part he removed, then smiled and gave it to Yun Fan.

Yun Fan accepted it, and touched his forehead, the fat guy was pulling him into the group.

On the other hand, Fatty Yong looked at him with a face full of ill intentions. As long as he ate it all himself, it would be considered as joining the group. A cunning look flashed across Yun Fan's face, and then, he swallowed down part of the White Primordial Grass.

He had thought that Yun Che would stop, but unexpectedly, every single stalk of his spirit medicine was gouged with a knife.

"There are also 100 year Green Wood Fruits and 6 cores. It would be good if the 200 year old Volcano Lingzhi had roots. That 300 year Green Sky Lotus has 2 lotus seed hearts and it already has a strong medicinal effect."

Looking at the Fatty Yong's fat head and ears, Yun Fan felt embarrassed. If I let you gouge it out again, it would all be gone.

At first, he thought that he had cut it enough, but later, when the Fatty Yong came, he directly cut off more than half of it for him. As for Yun Fan, rather than letting the fatty feed him, it would be better for him to eat it himself, leaving some side ingredients to refine the Pills.

A Jaded Essence Ginseng could make people doubt their own lives, from the first half, to the second half, there was only a root hair, it could not be any lesser. As for when he served food to those people, with a shake of his golden hand, two-thirds of the root was gone, Fatty Yong's face was filled with pride, as he thought to himself, Yun Fanshen had passed on his legacy.

Su Meier, on the other hand, was blushing red from embarrassment. Although Fatty Yong did this everyday, but for someone else, it was really hard for his to accept that Yun Fan would do such a thing.

The Fatty Yong cried out in pain, "I was just indirectly asking. This is called having a teacher without a teacher, isn't it?"

After destroying Yun Fan's image in Su Meier's heart, Su Meier scoffed coldly, simply not looking at this fat and thin scoundrel.