Chapter 10 — Little Sister Salted Fish Violent Red Cultivation Immortal World

To Dao yawned and spoke eloquently. She pointed to the mountain behind her that had turned into jagged rocks because of the two of them's duel.

“My blanket was drying and fell to the ground.”

“The mushrooms I planted were slashed bare by your sword energy.”

"The most important thing is," She held up the non-stick pan in her hand, her expression extremely painful, "The grill I just bought, intending to grill chicken wings, was broken to pieces by you guys!"

“Tell me, how is this debt calculated?”

She completely ignored those two streams of energy that were more than capable of destroying heaven and earth. She just felt that they were very noisy. Make noise when she sleeps. Also late for work, she ate grilled chicken wings. Guess who can stand it! Staring blankly at the stream of white light and the strip of black fire about to crash into each other. To Dao sighed, her face full of "so annoying". She casually threw the non-stick pan in her hand into the air.

“Come on, Pikachu…

Wrong, non-stick pan.” The pan, which looked completely normal at first glance, was spinning in the air. Then, in the eyes of everyone in extreme horror, it used the bottom of the pan to block the black inflammation, used the surface of the pan to catch the white light, then the white light and that band of black inflammation, just like being swallowed, disappeared without bubbling, not even a small sound. After eating, the body of the pan still shook with satisfaction, as if it were farting and belching. The entire battlefield fell into dead silence. Everyone stared blankly at the... non-stick pan floating in mid-air, radiating a rustic and simple light. To Dao waved her hand, the non-stick pan obediently flew back into her hand. She used her sleeve to wipe the bottom of the pan. Then, she looked at the two elders who were still stunned.

“What are you, marshal number 1, marshal number 2.”

“Are you guys done fighting yet?”

“Once the fight is over, everyone will disperse.”

"I still have to go back and research how to use this pan to fry a perfect soft-shelled egg."

15. Victory of salted fish Lac Cuu Tu and Da Quan Ly looked at her dumbfounded. Look at the young girl showing a troubled face because her grill was broken. They finally understood. She is not some strange mortal. Not an interesting soul either. You… You are a monster. A "walking humanoid natural disaster" who just wants to live peacefully through the day, whoever makes noise to her is unlucky. 【Ting deck! The host successfully prevented the world war, personally "overtime" saved the world, the mission was completed!】 【The ultimate reward "Absolute Salted Fish Field" has been issued.】 【Field effect: In the private area planned by the host (for example, the back mountain), the host possesses the absolute freedom to "lie upright". Any unauthorized intruder will be forced into "Sage time" (empty moment of enlightenment), starting to ponder the ultimate philosophical question "Who am I, where do I come from, where am I going?" Any noise or attack intended to disrupt the host's sleep will be automatically absorbed by the field, and converted into the host's quality of sleep.】 In To Dao's head, a system notification sounded. She nodded with satisfaction. Very good. This overtime pay is considered not a waste of effort. After this, I can finally sleep in peace. She shook the non-stick pan in her hand. Then she rotated people, staggering towards the back mountain. She passed in front of the Righteous Alliance's camp, and those elders and sect leaders, all unconsciously, moved aside to give her a path. She walked in front of the Demon Abyss army, those demon generals and soldiers, also unconsciously, bowed their heads. No one dared to look at her anymore. I'm just afraid that I will become the next unlucky person and be beaten to death by a frying pan. To Dao just like that, with everyone's attention (under everyone's eyes), she walked towards her mountain. She looked at the land being destroyed and devastated. Take a deep breath. Looks like tomorrow is busy. Had to dig a new cave and braid a new hammock. And behind her, leaving two great armies, and two top elders doubting life, chaos in the wind. The war, just like that, ended in an extremely careless, yet extremely reasonable way. Da Quan Ly retreated. He's not afraid of Lac Cuu Tu, he's afraid of that pan. He felt that before he could research how to use magic energy to fry a perfect soft-boiled egg, it was best not to poke that woman anymore. Lac Cuu Tu also did not chase. He looked at To Dao's back disappearing into the distance, and for the first time, felt his own smallness. He practiced hard for three hundred years, claiming to be invincible in the world. The result is not even as good as a human pan. He decided that he had to go home and go into seclusion properly. Not to practice, but to... reflect on life. By the way, study a little more the "major KPI" that he learned from To Dao. As for, in the end, did To Dao accept anyone's "Offer"? Who knows? Perhaps, for a real salted fish. The blanket is her eternal destination. As for the soft-shelled egg, it is the final resilience of salted fish. Complete.