Chan Zi furrowed his brows for a mont,
"According to what you say, all the good stuff gets snatched up by those high-realm, strong-mana Immortals, and us barefoot folks trying to make a living can’t even catch a fart?"
Chen Xuantian shrugged, tossed the bone back, and clapped his hands,
"You’re right about that. Ninety-nine percent of the world’s good things are divided among those old Demon Path Ancestors.
What people are fighting for with their lives now is just the leftover scraps from between the fingers of others.
It’s like eating leftover Taotie Bone, just the bone garbage and kitchen waste that others left. Hmph, and yet people still fight over it, it can even pass through several more hands."
Chan Zi was speechless. There was nothing hard to understand; as child laborers, weren’t they living off the kitchen waste of the Nangong Family right now?
But Chen Xuantian looked around,
"Do you have a pot?"
"You’re hungry? I’ve got pancakes."
Chan Zi pointed to the clay pot on the stove.
Chen Xuantian shook his head,
"That’s not good enough, you need at least an iron one, otherwise it can’t simr these bones."
Chan Zi was stunned, pointing at the bones in the burlap sack.
"Simr the bones? These bones? Didn’t you say they can’t be dissolved..."
Chen Xuantian nodded, glanced at Ah Gou who was still in a daze,
"The bones can’t be digested, but bone broth can be nourishing. I can set up an Array here, add so herbs to stew the soup.
He can only drink one bowl, you should be able to drink three bowls, and I’ll teach you a breathing technique to aid digestion. With this soup as a foundation, it’s enough to reach Foundation Establishnt."
Chan Zi understood and was montarily dumbfounded, sowhat at a loss,
"Tha...thanks, fatty..."
Chen Xuantian rolled his eyes, not bothering with children,
"No need to thank , if this cos into your hands, it’s your destined Immortal Fate. I just want to join in, so of course, I’ll do my part.
But I must warn you, I can stew the bone broth for you, and you can share it with your little brothers.
Whether it’s thirty-three people, or even a hundred more, that’s fine. But if soone gets greedy and spills the beans,
and the Nangong Family army cos for your chance and your life, I won’t get involved.
After all, this fate is ant for you, as is this tribulation. Only you can get through it yourself, understand?"
Chan Zi nodded,
"Alright, rest assured, if sothing happens, I’ll shoulder it alone! It’s a promise!"
So Chen Xuantian spread his hands,
"Then go find a pot, an iron one, bigger."
"Oh, oh."
Chan Zi quickly pushed the boat to find a pot.
Chen Xuantian watched his fading figure, shook his head, and sighed,
"Ah, young people, never beaten by society, are still too naive, opening up with just a few words.
What if I stole the bones and left right now, what could he do?
What if you recover and leak the news about the Taotie Bone to the Nangong Family, what would he do then?"
Chen Xuantian pocketed his hands, looked back at Ah Gou who was still pretending to sleep, chuckling,
"Stop pretending, I’ve already noticed you’re awake.
Didn’t I just say, food that isn’t swallowed will harm you, if the realm isn’t reached, there’s no blessing to enjoy.
If you were just a kid barely filling his belly, swung around, you’d have been beaten to death long ago.
And if this can still be endured, fine, but you digested the dicine I gave you so quickly... Ah Gou, you’ve trained, haven’t you?
Though Gang Fist is common, not everyone has a copy, let alone poor fighters going for expensive literature, not sothing any small beggar could refine, let guess...
You’re also a Dou Family General? Or did they promise you, selling out your boss in exchange for a chance to join?"
Ah Gou remained in a daze, as if he hadn’t heard Chen Xuantian’s words.
And Chen Xuantian wasn’t in a hurry, slowly walking toward him,
"Right too, that Chan Zi, daring to kill on the street at such a young age, fearing nothing. What’s stealing from the Beast Cage? Surely not his first trouble.
The key is he’s loyal, makes friends, has charisma, capable of rallying so many orphan child workers for risky assistance, inevitably becoming a pest. I don’t believe the Nangong Family doesn’t see him as a thorn in the side, wanting him dead.
But why not? Oh, he has a master protecting him, ordinary demons can’t harm him, and even has the right to lead a hunting team, it seems the Nangong Family is currying favor with him, right? Just as they need him. But conveniently, his master’s out hunting, it’s the right ti to act.
Hmm, this Taotie Bone, I guess not many wild folks recognize it, otherwise today wouldn’t have been such a scene, even the Martial God would have jumped out for it.
So the previous pompous action in fact wasn’t for the bone, purely a trap set to catch Chan Zi.
Tsk tsk, just a pity you played the hard-flesh ploy so well, yet the Nangong Family, all drunks and gluttons, couldn’t nab him, quite the joke..."
"Crash!"
Chen Xuantian flicked his hand, tossing a pottery jar at Ah Gou, who deftly flipped over, dodging it, smashing it to pieces on the ground.
Chen Xuantian chuckled,
"What are you dodging for, keep pretending, I can’t hit you."
Ah Gou stared at him coldly, cursing maliciously,
"Damn fatty! Where did you spring from! Stay out of the Nangong Family’s affairs!"
Chen Xuantian sighed,
"Ah Gou, why must you? You’re not young, you should understand the reasoning.
The Nangong Family beat you to death, Chan Zi risks everything to save you. Can’t tell who’s good to you?
Killing your boss won’t prick your conscience?"
"So what!"
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