Wolf-Raised Cub with a Space: Surviving the Disaster Years

Chapter 212: Chapter 212: The Immortal Realm Grows Spirit Grass

While others might not recognize the handwriting on this anonymous letter, Xie Suzhi identified it at a glance!

It was the handwriting of his younger brother, Second Master Xie, Xie Dizhi.

Ever since Second Master Xie had been paralyzed, he could only move his left hand, so his handwriting was different from others.

The grim expression on Xie Suzhi’s face softened.

"Mingxu, what are your thoughts?"

"I..." Xie Mingxu paused for a moment. "I trust Second Uncle. He’s not that kind of person."

Forget the fact that Xie Dizhi was paralyzed—even if he weren’t, what would be his motive for doing this?

To drive out an adopted daughter, Shen Ningning, for the sake of his own daughter, Xie Yuanjiu?

If it were anyone else, Xie Suzhi might have suspected it was possible.

But for his younger brother, it was absolutely impossible.

Besides, Xie Dizhi was hardly a fool. Why would he leave his own handwriting on an anonymous letter?

"I’m afraid someone has been trying to sow discord between our two branches of the family ever since Yuanjiu went to the palace to air out the books," Xie Suzhi said in a low voice.

Xie Mingxu’s brows furrowed. "If that’s the case, then that person’s ultimate goal is to destroy the Xie family."

Xie Suzhi didn’t speak. A dark gleam, sharp as a blade, flashed in his deep-set, narrow eyes.

He was silent for a moment before suddenly holding the letter to the candlelight.

With a few SIZZLES, the flame licked at the paper, instantly turning all the writing to ash.

Xie Suzhi’s voice was low and resonant. "I have my own ways. You just look after Ningning."

...

To earn some silver as quickly as possible, Shen Ningning opened her sweet water shop ahead of schedule.

The little one had done plenty of advertising and preparation, and even offered free samples.

However, business was booming for the first few days. Everyone had heard that the blessed girl had opened a shop and came flocking to see it.

But soon, it seemed that people weren’t very fond of the congee with fruit in it.

It was nowhere near as popular as the iced rock-sugar water she had sold during the summer.

Looking at the deserted shop, Wuer and the group of refugee uncles sighed, resting their chins in their hands.

Shen Ningning soothed them in her soft, sweet voice, "It’s okay! Winning some and losing some is just how it goes."

"Since this isn’t selling well, I’ll just have to think of something else to sell!"

That night, back on Wolf Mountain, the little one couldn’t wait to slip into the Immortal Realm.

She rummaged around everywhere, thinking hard about what she could possibly use.

To increase the variety of items in the Immortal Realm, she took some of the jade artifacts the Emperor had gifted her and stuffed them all inside.

’Time to feed it till it’s full!’

The next morning, Shen Ningning hurried into the Immortal Realm to see what new things had appeared.

After looking around, she walked to the backyard of the Medicine Hall and was surprised to see six new plots of soil.

And in that soil, countless lush green sprigs of grass had sprouted, each with only three slender leaves.

Right then, the blades of grass were dotted with droplets like immortal dew. They looked especially translucent and tender green under the gentle sunlight of the Immortal Realm.

"Grass... what is grass good for?" Shen Ningning crouched beside the patch, completely baffled.

She picked a handful and sniffed it.

It had the faint scent of fresh grass.

’It just seems like regular grass!’

Shen Ningning took a small bite and tasted it for a long while, smacking her little lips.

"Hmm... no flavor." She couldn’t taste anything at all.

She scratched the tip of her nose in frustration.

She had fed the Immortal Realm so much jade, and it had digested all of it.

But all it grew was this single patch of grass.

It didn’t seem very useful, but Shen Ningning believed that her Immortal Realm would never produce anything useless!

She just hadn’t figured out its purpose yet.

’Grandma knows a lot, maybe she’ll know!’ the little one thought. She immediately plucked three or four sprigs and took them out for Grandma Qin to identify.

Grandma Qin and the Black Wolf King stared at the green grass for a long time.

"This... doesn’t seem any different from the wild grass that grows on the mountain," said Grandma Qin.

The Black Wolf King let out an affirmative "AWOO."

Shen Ningning rested her chin in her hand, a worried look appearing on her round, chubby, little face.

"What on earth could this be?"

While she was still thinking, Lang Si’s big, chubby head suddenly stretched forward, and with a flick of his tongue, he ate the grass.

Before anyone could react, Lang Si had already swallowed it.

Lang Si smacked his lips and whimpered in dissatisfaction.

It was as if to say—

’This isn’t meat! So why are you all gathered around it?’

The Black Wolf King howled and roared in anger, giving his foolish son a fierce earful.

’Eating wild grass, what a disgrace to all wolves.’

Shen Ningning covered her mouth with her little hands, giggling. She kept saying, "Langlang gave him a good scolding! Lang Si, your belly is getting big again from all that eating. The last time I saw Uncle Liu, he even asked me if your wolf was about to give birth."

Lang Si felt wronged and scurried behind Grandma Qin.

He wasn’t a female wolf, he just ate a lot because Grandma doted on him.

Grandma Qin quickly stroked Lang Si’s fur, her kind laughter bubbling up continuously.

"There, there, stop picking on him. It’s nothing to eat a little more, it’s not like our family can’t afford to feed him."

Old folks always love to spoil the little chubby ones.

Grandma Qin picked up the remaining sprigs of green grass. "Let me try putting this in the soup. Anything Ningning brings out of her Immortal Realm is sure to be no ordinary thing."

「An hour later.」

A basin of fragrant, golden-yellow goji berry chicken soup was placed on the dining table.

"Wow, it smells so good." Shen Ningning’s mouth was watering just looking at it.

She leaned against the edge of the table with Lang Si and a few other drooling Langlang, all of them staring eagerly at the chicken soup.

It had a golden hue, the chicken looked tender and fresh at a glance, and it radiated a steaming fragrance.

Floating in the soup were goji berries and pieces of green grass.

Wiping her hands, Grandma Qin smiled. "You know, after adding this grass, the soup seems even more fragrant. I made a whole pot, so there’s enough for everyone."

Shen Ningning immediately ladled out a bowl. "Grandma, you drink first."

Only then did she serve herself.

Grandma Qin had also prepared ten large basins, pouring the chicken soup into them to let it cool.

The Black Wolf King took a lick, then let out an "AWOO," giving the pack permission to start eating.

The chicken was smooth and tender, and even more delicious when dipped in Grandma’s special sauce.

After two bowls of chicken soup, it was incredibly comforting in the cold early winter weather.

Before long, a thin sheen of sweat formed on the tip of Shen Ningning’s nose.

Even her little face turned rosy red, as if cradling two sunset clouds.

It wasn’t just her; even Grandma Qin was wiping away sweat. "The more I drink, the warmer I get."

A moment later, Shen Ningning realized it wasn’t just warmth; she could feel a heat spreading from the inside out.

This heat wasn’t the tormenting, dry heat of summer, but a deep warmth that enveloped her front and back in the dead of winter.

It was like being wrapped in a ball of soft sunlight, utterly comfortable.

The wolves, on the other hand, seemed to be getting a bit too hot. The current weather wasn’t cold for them at all.

With their thick fur and the heat building up inside them, it wasn’t long before the Black Wolf King and the others were panting with their tongues out, trying to cool off.

The Little White Wolf was so hot it jumped straight into the Lotus Pond.

Shen Ningning was utterly astonished. Suddenly, a possibility occurred to her.

"Grandma, I think I know what the grass does!"

To test her theory, she took out a whole sprig of grass and swallowed it again.

「After about fifteen minutes...」

Something magical happened!