The juice carried a subtle fruity essence, neither overly sweet nor sour, seemingly diluted with copious amounts of water, akin to a refreshing fruit flavored water.
Compared to the juice provided by Ling Dau, this one had a milder taste.
Yet Suzi Han found herself fond of its refreshing quality.
The little pastries were flower cakes filled with petals and jam.
Their flavor was average, lacking the dectable richness of the sweet pastries gifted by Ling Daufu.
A quick assessment revealed they were crafted from spirit grade ingredients.
Within the dough of the pastry, a blend of divine ingredients is subtly infused.
The roasted pumpkin embodies the essence of its natural flavor.
Soft, tender, and sweet.
A delightful culinary delight classified as a spiritual grade ingredient.
It appears that the common little sprites can procure ingredients primarily of the spiritual grade with a modest infusion of divine elements.
After savoring a mouthful of the handcrafted chicken stew, accompanied by a biscuit the size of a chest piece, Suzie Han was momentarily aruck.
The exquisite taste was not merely a peak of flavor, but rather an unparalleled sensation of happiness that enveloped her in this moment.
This dish, though a humble staple, often found in households or dining establishments such as chicken stewed with potatoes, evoke profound emotions at this moment in the divine realm.
as the familiar taste stirred her heart deeply.
Oh divine lord chapter 88 daily whims of a dreamer divine one chorus the two little sprites in unison drawing Sue Xihan's attention it dawned on her that her recent melancholy had not gone unnoticed by these two small beings.
She extended her hand gently ruffling their heads.
"I'm perfectly fine.
No need to worry.
I merely find myself yearning for home.
" She mused inwardly.
Although there were no familiar faces within her household, the ache of nostalgia resonated like a haunting melody buried in her memories.
Yet in this moment, she realized that here was her home.
The transient gloom lifted, replaced by a radiant warmth.
With renewed spirit, Suzihon picked up her chopsticks and served the little sprites, ensuring they indulged in a hearty meal.
Time flowed languidly as happiness seemed to crystallize in the air, stretching each moment into eternity.
Despite her reluctance, the joyous interlude had to come to an end.
As she savored her food while feeding the sprites, she made certain they were wellfed before finishing every last morsel herself, executing a thorough clean plate initiative.
"I thoroughly enjoyed this meal with you both.
I feel satiated and blissful.
Suzi Hon expressed warmly to the little sprites.
After the meal, By Erda cleared the dishes, wiped the table clean, laid down a tablecloth, and arranged some fruit.
Meanwhile, Hibbya nestled in Suzi Han's embrace, chirping sweetly, holding Hibbya close, Suzi Han inquired about the delicate headpiece adorning the sprite s head.
"May I have a look?" Hibbya eagerly removed the headpiece and offered it to her.
Divine one, please observe.
As Susie Han examined the headpiece, she noted it was a strand of white crystal beads with a translucent grayish blue gem at its center.
This exquisite bracelet was threaded through with a braided cord of white cotton.
The gem originated from a shard of top tier aquatic spirit stone, a treasure from one of her past adventures.
Due to its fragmented state, it had been placed in a sprites repository where it could be purchased and utilized by them.
The gem upon Hibwa s head slightly grayish was infused with a touch of divine energy intermingled with the laws of space.
After a brief moment, the gem shimmerred, emitting a gentle glow as its jagged edges softened, transforming into a harmonious droplet.
Suzi Han adorned High with it, stating, "Give it a try.
I have solidified around 10 cub me of space within, enabling you to store items conveniently.
" This spatial storage artifact is remarkably precious.
Divine one, Hibaiwa exclaimed, trembling with excitement, clearly astonished that the divine one would personally enhance her headpiece.
The headpiece, previously a mere accessory for restoring spiritual energy, had now acquired the invaluable function of spatial storage.
It may not be a grand artifact, merely a clever application of spatial laws upon materials of the spirit tier, Suzie Han explained, tenderly stroking the ecstatic Hibwa.
Her voice flowed like a gentle stream, soothing and enchanting.
Both of you have awakened abilities related to space.
Your innate talent for it surpasses mine.
I find myself learning from you.
Such casual endeavors hardly merit consideration.
Perhaps in the future with greater cultivation.
You shall uncover more applications of spatial laws and create instruments far superior to my humble creations.
Suzi Han remarked.
Bywah and by Erdwell listened, entranced, feeling as if their very beings had turned soft and pliable under Suzi Han's praise, growing increasingly flattened and yielding.
A mischievous smile crept across Suzi Han's face.
She has arrived.
She has come.
bringing with her the sweet allure of dreams.
Thus began her whimsical journey of fanciful imaginings once more.
Yet one might wonder, should not children always be filled with hope? What child has not heard adults inquire whether they aspire to attend Ching Hua or Peing University, to become a scientist or star? She told the two children that there was nothing wrong with aspiring to cultivate to greater heights, surpassing even the divine.
Indeed, there is none.
This reflects her beautiful hopes for her kin.
In truth, while Suzie Han painted grand visions, she did not genuinely expect the two little sprites to become as formidable as she described.
The path of cultivation is exceedingly arduous, especially for such fragile beings as the sprite race.
One must simply go with the flow.
"Whoa! Your cooking is delightful.
This is my token of gratitude for you both.
So please accept it joyfully," she said.
With a flick of her wrist, a headpiece identical to the one adorning Biha's head appeared in her hand, born of divine power.
She tossed it through the air, and it gracefully sailed across space, landing securely a top by Erda s head, encircling its beak snugly.
"You two have a share.
Thank you for your hospitality.
" It was quite extravagant.
In the starry eyes of the two soft little sprites, the divine figured departed.
In a wooden box by by Erdwa's bedside lay two high-grade watertype spirit stones and a note, "Thank you for the hospitality.
One spirit stone each.
Please use them wisely.
" This was left by Sue Zahan, who had noted that slightly better quality food within the Sprite city was not inexpensive.
Considering her stature, the little ones had likely purchased quite a bit to entertain her.
It is well known that most little Sprites tend to spend their wages entirely.
One wonders if they've borrowed money for the food.
She could never bear to take advantage of their generosity.
A soft call from Sprite echoed, followed by the sounds of scuffling.
The two little sprites subdued the one that had called out.
As Suzie Han glanced back upon her departure, she noticed in the adjacent courtyard three dimminionive sprites huddled together.
The topmost one looked vaguely familiar, resembling a little cub she had once cradled.
Sunba, you are truly incorraible, having been held by the divine at birth, earning the envy of others and dubbed the divine embrace over time.
The name morphed phonically into son Bao Bao by Chi and Hui Daqua.
It is the divine.
One wonders if the divine still remembers Bao Bao.
Sun Ba Bao gazed longingly at the distant glimmers, lost in thought for an eternity.
In the deep of night, Sun Ba Bao climbed to the top bunk of the three- tiered bed, lowered the table, and gently tapped the luminous mushroom pot at the bedside with a glow emitted by the mushroom after the gentle pad.
She began to write, "Chapter 89.
Marvelous, O divine being, today marks the 17th day since I departed from your presence.
" After completing her compulsory education in 10 days, my dear companion has found employment caring for the little sprites.
Today, I caught a glimpse of you next door, and my heart swelled with longing.
Following your departure, the black and white flower and the white-eared creature, undeterred by sorrow, succumbed to drowsiness and wobbled their way to bed, quickly drifting into slumber.
One small sprite nestled upon the bed while the other sprawled upon the floor, both snoring softly, neglecting even to cover themselves with a blanket.