Chapter 796: Chapter 796: Were the vegetables and fruits just now delicious?

Jin Mao and his companions exchanged glances, realizing that waiting indefinitely was not an option. Their visa for China was only valid for a month; overstaying would be illegal, and the Unnatural Management Bureau was just looking for reasons to deal with them.

They couldn’t drag this out any longer.

After filling their bellies and making up their minds, the demonic cultivators patted their butts and crawled up from the ground.

And to be honest, the water from the Divine Healer’s Pond was extremely delicious! No wonder the Divine Doctor secluded himself here; this place was truly fit for an Immortal’s abode. They wouldn’t want to leave the mountains either.

Coming to a decision, they tiptoed towards the tightly-shut doors of the small courtyard, experiencing an inexplicable sense of unease within.

The moment their hands barely touched the door, it creaked open from the inside. Shadows glided over the delicate face of a girl in white, whose every feature was the epitome of perfection. A lingering smile adorned her flawless visage.

All the demonic cultivators were stunned. The Divine Doctor… was actually a pretty young girl?

Outside, there was even a vegetable garden–wasn’t that the kind of healthy living that only older seniors enjoyed?

Bai Chuwei held a sheet of paper, folding an origami crane with surprising gentleness, her voice soothingly soft, “Did you enjoy the fruits and vegetables just now?”

Gentle people always made it easier for others to let down their guard, and the demonic cultivators were oblivious to any danger, their faces beaming with smiles.

“But you can’t just eat my food for free, right?” Bai Chuwei asked casually as she folded the origami crane.

Men always had extra patience for beautiful women, even more so for someone as lovely as this Divine Doctor.

The leader, Jin Mao, nodded like pecking chicken, “Right, we can pay.”

Jin Mao glanced at the remaining scraps in the courtyard, feeling somewhat embarrassed. He signaled his fellow demonic cultivators, who hurriedly dug into their pockets and bags, and pulled out numerous red bills.

After counting, there were about twenty bills, two thousand yuan in total.

The group of demonic cultivators were almost moved by their own actions. As Demonic Cultivators, they were used to taking things from others; when had they ever offered to pay willingly?

Bai Chuwei kept folding the paper crane’s small wings and glanced sideways, “I don’t want money. Just go inside and sign the paper on the table. I won’t take the cash.”

A group of demonic cultivators: “???”

What did she mean?

Jin Mao led the way inside, where a strong scent of medicine wafted through the air. There were several contracts laid out on the table.

Jin Mao, who was fairly proficient in Chinese, read and understood the gist: “For unwarranted consumption of ancestral vegetables and fruits and ruining the fields, a contract is hereby signed to toil the land for the ancestor free of charge for three hundred years. The obligation extends to one’s offspring after death.”

Three… three hundred years?

What kind of joke was this?

It seemed as frivolous as children playing house.

“Bro Jin, can we sign this?”

This contract was unheard of.

Jin Mao rubbed his golden hair, glanced at the white figure still folding cranes outside the house, and with a lick of his lips, he said in A Country’s language, “It looks like something to please a young girl.”

This kind of contract would have no legal effect outside; which country’s law lasts for three hundred years?

Bai Chuwei’s voice floated over, light and amused, “Sign it boldly, and remember to put down your names from A Country.”