"Thank you, thank you, big brother you are a good person."
The young man excitedly took the money and went out, he could not swallow the money himself. There were a bunch of old people in the slums, they needed something to eat to survive. Until the last moment, they were not willing to die. Also, the old man who just died had a grandson, Xiao Ming, who needed half of the money.
After the old man died, half of the money would be given to his descendants, this was the old rule of the slums.
Tsk tsk tsk …. Du Feng was still lamenting, the bigger the city, the bigger the gap between the rich and the poor. East Immortal City's rich people were richer, thus the poor people were poorer. Interestingly, these people were still persisting in the city, not willing to leave.
Actually, when they were young, if they went to a smaller place, it would be better than staying in a place like East Immortal City.
Du Feng was not a saint, he could not care about so many things. He could only sigh and enter the room he had just rented. Because it was a side room, there was no living room. After entering, there were only two rooms, one for sleeping, the other for training and eating.
Not bad, it was much more spacious than a single room in a hotel. Most importantly, it was cheap. Renewing the rent on a monthly basis was much more cost-effective than paying for it day by day.
Du Feng paid three months' rent in one go, because his temporary pass was only valid for three months. After three months, as long as he walked on the streets, it would be easy for his pass to be checked. As long as it expired, he would be chased out. Even if he had a place to stay, East Immortal City's management was that strict.
"Ta ta ta …."
Du Feng wanted to rest for a while, when he heard someone knocking on the door. When he opened the door, it was the young landlady. In her hand was a tray, on top of it was a porcelain pot.
"This is the soup I made, have a taste."
So she was here to deliver soup, renting a house and treating him to soup, the treatment was not bad. Don't look at how this young landlady was living alone with her daughter, but no matter what, she was still better than those old men and women who were dying. Adding that she had just received the rent from Du Feng, she had more money, so she was willing to eat and drink well.
"Thank you. Just put it down."
Du Feng didn't want to interact much with the young woman. He just asked her to put the things down. He didn't want to know her story because it would be easy to be nosy. He came to East Immortal City just to get a ticket. He didn't want to make friends, nor did he want to get involved in anything.
"Well, I'll leave it here then."
When the young woman saw that Du Feng didn't want to talk to her, she was slightly disappointed. With her looks, it shouldn't be like this. When male martial artists saw her, they would definitely take a second look. However, Du Feng was different. He didn't even want to look at it. He even turned his head away.
"Aiya!"
The young woman was lost in thought and tripped, causing the tray in her hand to fly out. There was a porcelain jar on the tray, which was filled to the brim with hot soup.
"Don't worry, I can't let it go. You can go back now."
Although Du Feng didn't turn around, he was, after all, an expert in the Heaven Celestial Stage. His eyes and ears were alert, and his Divine Sense locked on to everything around him. He casually waved his sleeves and fixed the tray and porcelain jar in mid-air. Then he slowly dropped them and placed them firmly on the coffee table.
"Then I won't disturb you anymore!"
The young woman's cheeks were slightly red. She was obviously embarrassed. The scene of him scattering the soup was too much like a clumsy performance, and it was seen through by the other party. If she stayed any longer, it would be too embarrassing. So she rushed out of the door, covered her face and fled in panic.
Du Feng didn't say much. He looked at the porcelain jar on the table. After checking that there were no problems, he took a small spoon and drank it slowly.
Honestly speaking, this soup was cooked well. He must have put a lot of thought into it. Cooking was a magical thing. It had nothing to do with the level of Cultivation. If you were strong and Cultivation was high, you could at most get high-grade ingredients. But whether you could cook or not, it didn't depend on how high your Cultivation was. It depended on whether you knew how to cook.
It definitely couldn't let the young woman fight, but this pot of chicken soup was really cooked well. It tasted fragrant, fresh but not greasy. There were a few herbs added to the soup. They were all used for seasoning. The price wasn't expensive, but the effect was good.
After Du Feng finished the soup, he took the tray and came out of the house. He looked at the main house, then silently walked to the kitchen. If he went to find someone to return the porcelain jar, it would seem too pretentious. So he went directly to the kitchen, put down the things and returned to his house.
Today, Du Feng didn't plan to go out. He wanted to adapt to the environment of East Immortal City. The so-called adaptation was mainly to adapt to the underground immortal veins here.
The reason why Immortal City could gather so many people was because of the large underground immortal veins. The higher the level of the Immortal City, the better the resources of the underground immortal veins. This was something that many sects couldn't compare to. Because the sect was set up on the mountain, it was far from the ground and not wide enough.
A martial artist's combat ability, other than his own Cultivation and physical fitness, was also related to the surrounding environment.
For example, if a martial artist practiced a fire attribute cultivation technique, if he fought with others in Winter City, he would definitely not be at an advantage and would be suppressed everywhere. On the other hand, if a martial artist practiced an ice attribute cultivation technique, he would also be suppressed in an environment full of fire attribute energy. This was the same logic as a human martial artist not being able to adapt to the Demon Realm.
The underground immortal veins in East Immortal City were considered to be gentle. They were of the water attribute of the five elements. Other than those who practiced fire-attribute cultivation techniques, the rest of the martial artists were able to adapt to it. After all, the water attribute was not the cold attribute, so it wasn't as invasive.
Du Feng adjusted the attributes of his cultivation technique and tried to circulate his energy. Soon, his body merged with the surrounding environment.
Metal could produce water, and water could produce wood. Therefore, cultivators of the metal, water, and wood attributes had an advantage in this environment. Du Feng was even more direct. He adjusted his body's cultivation technique to the water and wood attributes. He let the water attribute elemental energy in the underground immortal veins continuously provide him with energy.
The effect of changing the environment was not bad. Originally, Du Feng wanted to go out early in the morning to look for a boat ticket. He didn't expect that he would get addicted to it and stay in the house for seven days. During this period, the young woman knocked on the door a few times, but he pretended not to hear.
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