Outside the majestic gates of the Imperial City, tender green grass sprouted from both sides of the road. After being covered by the icy snow for an entire winter, the moist soil finally showed signs of recovery. The vigorous breath of life lingered around the land.
Outside the Imperial City, on the wide official road, the crisp sound of footsteps rang out. From afar, a thin figure slowly approached from the horizon.
It was an old man, riding a gray donkey. The old man was dressed in a long robe and his hair was disheveled. He held a huge wine gourd in his hand as he swaggered towards the Imperial City. From time to time, the old man would open the lid of the gourd and happily take a sip of wine.
Drinking wine and humming a tune, the old man had a contented look on his face.
Under the majestic walls of the Imperial City, in front of the city gate, three figures stood. The slightly icy wind whistled past, blowing the clothes wrapped around their bodies.
"Master, the senior has arrived." Tang Yin's eyes lit up when he saw the old man riding a donkey. He couldn't help but say this to Ni Yan, who was standing beside him.
Ni Yan nodded, but her mouth twitched. This old drunkard was so long-winded. He actually chose to ride a donkey from Wuliang Mountain … Could he be any funnier?
"Is this the Senior Hu that Master often mentions?" Ye Ziling carried the longbow on her back, her eyes widened as she looked curiously at the old man riding a donkey.
"If your master is talking about an old drunkard, then it's him." Ni Yan patted Ye Ziling's head and laughed.
The crisp sound of the donkey's hooves colliding with the ground was full of rhythm. The three of them felt their hearts skip a beat. The old man riding a donkey, who was originally far away, had actually arrived in front of them in the next moment.
Ni Yan was shocked. That was clearly a donkey … Why was it still walking so fast!
"You little girl, my old bones can't take the torment. If you don't get the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Fruit this time, then this old man's wine … You better not touch it in the future!"
The old drunkard rode on the donkey, took a sip of wine, and smacked his lips.
Ni Yan immediately snorted and turned her head away. With Owner Bu's Frost Blaze Path-Understanding Brew, who would covet your Dragon's Breath!
The old drunkard dismounted from the donkey and hung the wine gourd at his waist. He straightened his pants and gave Tang Yin and Ye Ziling a mischievous smile before leading the donkey toward the imperial city.
"This girl is that old witch's disciple? Tsk tsk, you're really pretty. "The old drunkard sized up Ye Ziling and laughed.
Ye Ziling immediately looked at the old drunkard with vigilance.
Just as the four of them were chatting and laughing as they prepared to enter the Imperial Capital, a melodious beast's roar suddenly rang out in the distance.
Ni Yan and the others subconsciously turned their heads to look. The old drunkard was pouring wine into his mouth as he turned his head.
In the distance, a huge black dragon spread its wings and whistled as a majestic draconic might was released from its body.
"Oh, a seventh grade spirit beast, the Black Dungeon Dragon?" The old drunkard chuckled.
Ni Yan and the others felt some pressure when facing the Black Dungeon Dragon. Suddenly, their eyes narrowed as they saw a figure standing on the Black Dungeon Dragon's back.
It was an old man with a hunched back, his aura as steady as a mountain.
"This is … an expert from the Godly Temple of the Wildlands?" Ni Yan murmured.
An eighth grade expert from the Godly Temple of the Wildlands had finally appeared.
…
In a small courtyard in the Imperial Capital, the Ghost Chef Wang Ding held a kitchen knife and was elegantly dissecting a fifth grade spirit beast in front of him.
His hands were very nimble, and the kitchen knife seemed to be dancing on his palms as he incessantly cut up the spirit beast. Spirit beast meat was constantly being cut off.
In just a short while, a complete spirit beast had been skillfully cut up until only its white skeleton was left.
Putting away the kitchen knife, the Ghost Chef Wang Ding wiped his hands clean. Clasping his hands behind his back, he staggered back to the small courtyard house and sat on the rocking chair, slowly rocking it.
In front of the rocking chair was a huge black wok. White steam billowed out from the wok, and a strange smell wafted out from it.
After sitting on the rocking chair for a while, the Ghost Chef Wang Ding stood up and carried in a large bucket from outside. The bucket was actually filled with the meat of the spirit beast that he had dissected earlier.
He opened the lid of the big black wok, and hot steam surged out, shooting straight into the sky.
Wang Ding's gaze was deep as he looked at the boiling wok. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he poured all the meat in the bucket into the wok.
Rumble … The meat in the wok began to tumble at high speed.
The Ghost Chef trembled as he took out a small jar from his bosom. Removing the lid, he used two withered fingers to pinch out a dark purple pill.
Chuckling, he crushed the pill with his withered fingers and sprinkled the powder into the wok. The Ghost Chef once again covered the wok.
"Thirty-five fifth grade spirit beasts … Boil the meat of two more spirit beasts, and I will be able to brew the essence of the meat soup. When that time comes, the fight for the Path-Understanding Tree should begin."
The Ghost Chef shakily returned to the rocking chair and lay down comfortably. A furry blanket covered his legs as he rocked back and forth on the rocking chair.
...
Over the past few days, the store had become more and more lively. Many Battle-Saints could no longer sit still, and had come to Bu Fang's store in order to observe the growth progress of the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Tree.
Ever since they came to Fang Fang's Little Store and tasted the dishes once, they were completely subdued and came every day. Being able to taste the delicacies while observing the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Tree and feel the Path-Understanding Notes emitted by the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Tree was not bad at all.
The leaves of the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Tree growing on top of a khaki-colored flower pot in the corner had turned a deep green. The patterns on its surface were incomparably complex, and the five patterns were like little snakes coiling around each other.
Among the leaves, three spirit fruits the size of an infant's fist hung heavily. They had a faint blue tint to them, and four cloud patterns appeared on the fruits.
Everyone was well aware that when the fifth cloud pattern was born, it meant that the fruit had completely ripened.
However, there were only four cloud patterns, and it was still a little short.
"Xiaoyi, serve the dishes."
Bu Fang's indifferent voice rang out from the kitchen.
A steaming hot Fish Head Tofu Soup was placed by Bu Fang on the window.
Ouyang Xiaoyi carried the dish with ease, and arrived in front of a man dressed in a red robe.
"Your Fish Head Tofu Soup, please enjoy," Ouyang Xiaoyi said charmingly, glancing at the gentle and handsome man dressed in a red robe.
For the past few days, this man would come almost every day, and he would order a different dish every day. Every time, he would leave after eating, unlike the other Battle-Saints who would linger in the store for a long time.
"Many thanks." The man in the red robe smiled warmly at Ouyang Xiaoyi, and then began to concentrate on the Fish Head Tofu Soup in front of him.
Mu Lingfeng had already been completely conquered by the store's delicacies. A few days ago, when he tasted the store's delicacies for the first time, he was already taken aback. The deliciousness made all the pores on his body open up, and he could not help but feel refreshed and delighted.
Not only him, but many of the Battle-Saints around him were also used to coming to Owner Bu's store for a while every day.
"What a pity. When the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Tree matures, this store will become a battlefield, and it will be hard for it to survive … When that time comes, I wonder if I'll have the chance to taste such delicacies again." Mu Lingfeng sighed.
"Hmm?" Mu Lingfeng drank a few mouthfuls of the fresh and thick fish soup. Suddenly, his mind moved, and a jade talisman appeared in his hand. There seemed to be a message coming from it.
"Elder Bian has arrived so soon?" Mu Lingfeng was a little surprised. While scooping up the fish soup with a blue and white porcelain spoon, he received the message from the jade talisman.
"Pfft!"
All of a sudden, Mu Lingfeng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fish soup. His eyes widened as he received the message from the jade talisman. His face was filled with an odd expression, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Sheng Mu, that idiot … he actually invited Elder Xia here as well? And he even brought Elder Xia to the store … what is he trying to do? Already thinking of making a move? "Mu Lingfeng's face revealed a speechless expression.
The truth was, the Three Godly Temples of the Wildlands were not that harmonious. Each of the three temples had their own internal strife. Mu Lingfeng belonged to the Imperial Beast Hall, and Elder Bian was also an expert of the Imperial Beast Hall.
Sheng Mu, on the other hand, belonged to the Ferocious Temple, a temple where everyone was simple-minded and all brawn. That Elder Xia was an elder of the Ferocious Temple, and he was famous for being a brainless destroyer …
Now, the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Fruit was only one stripe away from ripening, and this group of people had already rushed here … Wasn't this a bad thing?
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