While Ye Fanchen was having his meal, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.
The indifferent Ye Fanchen, the tactful Lin Xiao, and the curious Lin Yun, who had ten thousand question marks in his heart but did not dare to voice them out because of Lin Xiao.
The three of them did not discuss anything that would spoil their appetites at the table.
"This is the spirit rice cultivated by the farmers. After eating it, it can be converted into spirit energy. Mister Ye, please!"
Lin Xiao swept his gaze over the Linlang Banquet that the servants had prepared. A faint smile appeared on his face as he directly introduced the large bowl of white rice on the table.
Although the table was filled with high-grade Demonic Beast meat and countless spirit herbs, there were also quite a few rare and precious items.
But Lin Xiao was clear that the only things that could catch the eyes of this mysterious youth were this large bowl of spirit rice and the seemingly ordinary jug of wine!
When he heard the two words' spirit rice ', Ye Fanchen's interest was immediately piqued.
In the era when he stood proudly in the sky, it was known as the 'Chaotic Era of the Hundred Schools of Thought'!
Of course, this chaotic era was not just the kind of chaotic era where the big and small countries fought against each other. It was also a chaotic era where countless strange sects and martial arts flourished at a rapid pace!
Among the so-called 'Hundred Schools of Thought', there was a strange sect called the 'Farmer's Sect'!
The people of the Farmer's Sect did not cultivate painstakingly, nor were they infatuated with martial arts. They were high and mighty martial artists, but they liked to farm like farmers!
But the crops cultivated by the Farmer's Sect were something that all martial artists yearned for even in their dreams. There was once a rumor that a mortal youth with no foundation actually transformed into a Primal Chaos Realm martial artist because of a fortuitous encounter with the Farmer's Sect!
Although the rumor was exaggerated, as a Qingyun Xian Zun, Ye Fanchen was naturally clear about the mysteries of the Farmer's Sect!
It was just that the Farmer's Sect was a very strange sect. Not only did they cultivate their own fields, but they also persuaded the leaders of the major sects and the monarchs of the dynasties to cultivate like farmers.
Therefore, until today, when the rest of the Hundred Schools of Thought were hidden in the mountains and forests, the Farmer's Sect only existed in historical documents. If this trend continued, perhaps the next time the Farmer's Sect was heard, it might be in some ghost story.
What Ye Fanchen did not expect was that the shadow of the Farmer's Sect actually existed behind the scenes!
At first, Ye Fanchen did not believe it. But when the seemingly ordinary white rice entered his mouth, he immediately noticed that the white rice turned into traces of pure spirit and continuously flowing in his meridians... It actually faintly showed signs of guiding the spiritual energy in his body to break through the bottleneck!
If it wasn't for the fact that he had broken through not long ago and his foundation was still unstable, he would have broken through to the Nirvana Realm after eating this bowl of rice!
It could be seen that the Farmer's sect behind the Farmer's Sect was much more frightening. Their background was also much more frightening than Ye Fanchen's imagination!
However, Ye Fanchen did not say much. Lin Xiao and Lin Yun also kept their mouths shut.
The existence of the Farmer's Sect was a secret. Usually, only the Lin brothers could eat the supply of spirit rice!
Just like how Lin Xiao did not want to know Ye Fanchen's secrets, Ye Fanchen also did not want to know more about it!
Sometimes, knowing too much was not a good thing!
After eating and drinking to their heart's content, both the host and the guest enjoyed themselves.
Ye Fanchen slowly got up and cupped his fist towards the Lin brothers. "I am indebted to the two of you for your kindness. I don't have anything valuable. If there is a chance in the future, I will repay the two of you!"
The value of this meal, perhaps ordinary people would not know, but Ye Fanchen's heart was as clear as a mirror. For this meal, it was not an exaggeration to say that he had eaten all the property of an official of Snow Empire like Zuo Zhenyun!
"Mr. Ye, you are too polite. As you said, we are friends. Friends don't need to care about these worldly possessions!"
Lin Xiao also stood up from the main seat with a smile. He touched his white beard and asked, "By the way, it's not early anymore. I think those people from the Police Department have already left. Why don't I send a few people to send Mr. Ye back to his residence?"
"That's not necessary!" Ye Fanchen touched the hilt of the Thousand Feather Sword on his waist. "Today, those people lost me. I am afraid that there will be some important people coming to talk to me tonight. It's better to solve my own problems. I don't need to trouble you two!"
At midnight, in the dormitory of the Dragon City Holy Academy.
Once again, Ye Fanchen declined the Lin brothers' offer of sending him back. Instead, he rented a carriage from the entrance and slowly returned to the Dragon City Saint Academy.
Not to mention that the Dragon City Holy Academy didn't restrict the freedom of the students. Even if the Dragon City Holy Academy banned the students from returning late, would Wang Lin dare to stop him?
Ever since Wang Lin's failure to test the Soul Controlling Insect, this old guy never appeared in front of Ye Fanchen again.
Although Wang Lin's strength was not bad, in Ye Fanchen's eyes, it was just a few more strikes than when he killed the students of the Imperial City Holy Academy. It was not a big deal.
Ye Fanchen reached out and lifted the curtain of the carriage. He swept a glance over the empty road and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up into a sinister smile.
The students of the Dragon City Holy Academy didn't have a good rest at night. Normally, the Dragon City Holy Academy would be brightly lit at this time, but right now, it was very quiet.
Obviously, before Ye Fanchen had returned, someone had already cleaned up the area thoroughly and set up a trap to lure him into the trap!
Even if Ye Fanchen turned around and left now, it was too late. From the moment he stepped into the Dragon City Holy Academy's gate, he had already stepped into the trap. However, if he had fought a bloody battle at that time, he would have had a chance to break out.
Even if he wanted to leave now, he would have to fight a bloody battle and die of exhaustion.
However, Ye Fanchen had no intention of backing down at all.
"Teacher, I'll stop here."
The sinister smile on Ye Fanchen's face slowly faded away. He casually handed a piece of Spirit Stone to the coachman in front of him. His figure moved slightly on the speeding carriage and disappeared from the carriage.
The coachman didn't care. After all, he was a businessman and wasn't surprised by these martial artists. He didn't stop at all as he quickly drove the carriage and disappeared into the night.
A slender figure dressed in white leaped over several courtyards and landed outside his own courtyard. Vaguely, Ye Fanchen seemed to have sprinkled some powder on the ground.
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