The next day.

Li Nianfan woke up early in the morning. He headed to the attic and looked at the mess from last night. He had to shake his head.

'This is the first time I've seen a girl act like a drunkard. Also…that drunkard is Goddess Chang'e.'

"I suddenly miss Xiao Bai. I totally could have picked Xiao Bai up. I'll bring Xiao Bai over the next time I go back." Li Nianfan suddenly realized. "It can only be nice when Xiao Bai's around. I won't have to do everything myself."

He did not rush to clean up the mess. He stood at the attic and looked at the sunrise.

Soon, a golden light passed by like a river. Then, he could see the golden sun slowly passing through the Heavenly Palace. It was big, bright, and red. However, it was not hot.

The red sun hung in the air as the sunlight washed over him. The attic was covered in golden light.

Li Nianfan silently watched the majestic view. He took a deep breath and instantly felt energized. It was hard to imagine that he could own a high-class penthouse like that. It was priceless!

Then, he simply cleaned up the attic and set up his pot at the side. He was going to have a rooftop picnic for breakfast.

He roughly thought about the ingredients and was ready to cook.

'Breakfast for this morning shall be…soy milk and dough sticks.'

He immediately walked downstairs and started to look for things.

He found the machine to grind soy milk, flour, and oil.

Creak.

Suddenly, the door to Nanan's room slowly opened. Then, Nanan and Dragin hopped out of their room. A slim figure that hid behind the door took a deep breath and slowly walked out after a while. She tried to stay calm.

However, when she saw Li Nianfan, she still blushed hard.

Chang'e was not fully sober yet. She avoided eye contact and said, "Lord Saint, morning."

She barely remembered what happened last night. She knew how she acted. She noticed that Li Nianfan was looking at her and instantly felt embarrassed.

She slapped herself on the head. She felt anxious. She tried to recall what she said last night.

The most painful part of living in the Moon Palace for her was the loneliness. It was highly likely that she would complain when she was drunk. "So…did I tell the Lord Saint I was super lonely and cold or what? If I did, I'd be too embarrassed to face him."

'Man, my Goddess image!

'Forget it. Since I can't remember, I'll pretend I never said anything. As long as I don't feel embarrassed, others can't have second-hand embarrassment. Keep your head up.'

Chang'e touched her burning cheeks and straightened up. She smiled normally and looked at Li Nianfan.

Li Nianfan felt embarrassed. He looked away, "Morning, Goddess Chang'e."

Dragin looked at the things Li Nianfan prepared with curiosity. She asked, "Brother, are you preparing breakfast? Are you making steamed bread?"

"No, I'm making something new." Li Nianfan smiled and said, "The ingredient is also flour but it's very different from steamed bread."

Nanan was instantly excited. She said, "Wow, must be delicious."

Li Nianfan rubbed her head. He smiled and said, "Don't always think about eating. Hurry up and go wash up. Come to the attic when you're done."

"We got it, brother." Nanan and Dragin pulled on Chang'e and left.

Li Nianfan chuckled and brought the ingredients to the attic. He started to make the dough.

Soon, Chang'e and the others walked to the attic. Chang'e winced when she saw Li Nianfan using Spiritual Water to make dough. Although she had already heard about him, she still felt amazed when she saw it herself. Luxurious people truly could do whatever they wanted.

She recalled the wine from last night. It was so good. She was too confident in her alcohol tolerance and drank until she had a hangover. It seemed like she improved on her cultivation, too. The breakthrough felt dreamy to her.

'Is this the happiness of befriending a rich guy?

'By the way, I was wasted last night and passed out. Did he do anything to me?'

Chang'e was imagining things. The pot of oil started to boil.

The hardest part of making dough sticks was the technique. After making the dough, you have to pinch the right amount of dough and flatten it. Then, you have to twist it into the right shape and harden it in the pot of oil.

Once it was in the pot, three minutes were required to deep fry it.

Expanding food was a very magical existence for Chang'e and the others. Their mouths were O-shaped in amazement. They watched as the small stick of dough expanded into a thick dough stick. The color also went from pale white to reddish-brown.

"Flour can be turned into that." Nanan looked like she learned something new. "Looks delicious."

"Wipe the drool off your mouth. Let our guest eat it first," Li Nianfan said while taking out the dough sticks. He passed it to Chang'e.

"Thanks, Saint."

Chang'e looked at the dough sticks with curiosity. It was naturally her first time seeing food like that. She was moved from the familiarity of it.

She remembered a time when she was with her father in the Immortal Realm. At that time, Humans first started to cook. They ate different types of dough food. Every time they invented a new delicacy, it was her happiest day.

She did not expect to feel that way after all those years. It had been…a long time.

Chang'e inhaled and hurriedly tried to push back tears.

Li Nianfan smiled at the side and said, "Stop being in a daze. Just bite it. Dough sticks are best when they're hot. It won't be crunchy after a while."

"Just bite it?"

Chang'e observed it and said in a troubled voice, "This thing expanded too much. I can't bite this in one go."

She said that but she still bit into it.

Crunch!

She gently bit it and it instantly made a loud crunch. The unexpected crunchy texture surprised Chang'e.

Then, the unique dough stick taste filled up her mouth. The dough stick did not have any other seasoning other than oil and flour. However, the two combined birthed a brand new flavor. It was hard to describe but it tasted delicious.

The crunchy and soft golden brown dough sticks were delicious and tasty.

It had oil in it but it was not greasy.

'Delicious. This is too delicious!

'The expert's too amazing. Forget his invincible cultivation, even his food is so delicious. Is this allowed? How can someone so excellent exist?'

Chang'e immersed herself in the deliciousness and almost lost herself. She soon swallowed the dough stick in her mouth. Then, she opened her mouth again and bit the dough stick.

She could not pretend to be graceful anymore. She opened her mouth much wider.

Crunch, crunch.

Every bite she took made a crunch. It sounded appetizing.

Soon, she finished the dough stick. She licked her fingers.

Li Nianfan smiled and asked, "Does it taste nice, Goddess Chang'e?"

"Yes, so nice," Chang'e replied without thinking. Her pretty eyes glanced at the oil pot.

Li Nianfan was looking at the soy milk machine. It was almost done. He smiled and said, "Wait for a while. The dough sticks are too dry, it needs soy milk for a great combination."

Chang'e silently nodded. She looked at the horizon and was slightly startled. There was a blue figure running on the clouds.

She was instantly surprised. She asked, "Hey, that kid Lan's back? Lord Saint, can I call her over?"

Li Nianfan casually replied, "Sure. Let's have breakfast together."

Chang'e immediately flew out from the attic. Soon, she crashed into Lan who was in a hurry.

She noticed that Lan looked pale. Chang'e arched her eyebrow and asked, "Lan, what's going on with you?"

"Sister Chang'e." Lan looked at Chang'e and stopped. She sighed softly and said, "I was heading towards the North River borders to search for the Plague God under the Empress's orders. The Plague God's acting up in the Immortal Realm. He caused a lot of plagues."

"You fought him?" Chang'e noticed that Lan slightly recoiled her hand. She immediately grabbed her wrist.

Lan had a long black wound on the center of her right palm. Dark energy emitted from her wound. It caused her right arm to blacken with blood veins.

Chang'e felt the plague energy from the wound. She asked, "It can't be healed?"

Lan hurriedly pulled back and said softly, "Don't worry, Sister Chang'e. It's not fatal."

"You kid. Why take on such a serious thing alone?"

Chang'e frowned and said, "Why are you hiding it if you're heavily injured? Why don't you tell the Empress?"

"No, no need…"

Lan slightly stepped back. Her voice was coy but stubborn, "This is just a small matter. There's no need to distress the Empress. I came back to find some guards to accompany me to settle this matter."

"It can't be that easy." Chang'e shook her head. However, she saw how stubborn Lan was so she stopped talking. She felt helpless.

'This kid isn't courageous but she's oddly stubborn, too.'

"Sister Chang'e, I shouldn't chat with you anymore. The plague's too serious. I have to look for guards now." Lan was about to leave.

"Wait." Chang'e hurriedly called on Lan, "The Lord Saint invited you to come over. He isn't someone you can reject."

Lan instantly freaked out. She stared with wide eyes. "Ah! This…"

"Yeesh, don't be afraid. Are you worried that the Lord Saint will eat you?"

Chang'e looked at her and teased, "You dared to fight the Plague God so why are you still so shy? Alright, stop thinking about it. Hurry up and follow me."

Lan silently followed Chang'e to the attic with her head down.

She half-hid behind Chang'e. She bowed deeply and said softly, "I'm Lan. Greet…greetings to the Lord Saint."

Although they only met once, she still left a deep impression on Li Nianfan. He asked curiously, "You seem to be very afraid of me?"

"No… No." Lan hurriedly shook her head and teared up. She almost cried from being anxious.

"Lord Saint, this kid was formed from a Mimosa plant. She's famously shy. She's actually much better now than before."

Chang'e pushed Lan forward. "She'd probably faint if you blew in her direction."

"No wonder. You're a Mimosa." Li Nianfan nodded with understanding. He thought it was interesting. The Goddess could not handle a tease.

He did not continue to tease Lan. He took out the dough sticks and placed one in front of her. He smiled and said, "A dough stick. Please, enjoy."

"Thank… Thanks," said Lan softly. She moved her right hand but hurriedly changed it into her left hand.

Li Nianfan noticed that. He had to glance. He saw that her right hand was hidden in her sleeve. It seemed to be blackened. He looked at her face again. It was also covered in some dirt. Her hair was slightly messy.

'Yeah, it seems like she just returned from a mission. She didn't even have time to wash up yet.'

He immediately said, "Nanan, Goddess Lan just came back. Help her wash up before eating."