"What did you say?"
Dustless was full of gloom, emanating a strong murderous aura as he glared at Xiang Ping and Dong Lai, "You couldn’t defeat Xu Wendong, and he even snatched this elder’s annual salary?"
Xiang Ping knelt on the ground, trembling in fear, but still said, "Yes, at first we thought Xu Wendong was a cultivator at the Fifth Level of Foundation Establishnt and didn’t take him seriously."
"But he actually had a cultivation level at the Sixth Level of Foundation Establishnt!"
"We were careless, which is why we were severely injured by him."
"He took advantage of us being unconscious and stole the dicinal herbs."
"We are guilty, and we beg the Elder to punish us!" he said, kneeling on the ground with a face full of fear.
A towering rage rose in Dustless’s heart.
But he also knew that this incident couldn’t be entirely blad on Xiang Ping and Dong Lai; if he hadn’t told them that Xu Wendong was at the Fifth Level of Foundation Establishnt, they wouldn’t have been so careless with Xu Wendong.
Speaking of which, the primary responsibility still lay with himself.
But.
Was it really his fault?
When he first t Xu Wendong yesterday, he was clearly a cultivator at the Fifth Level of Foundation Establishnt.
How did he step into the Sixth Level of Foundation Establishnt overnight?
"You two should go back and heal!" Dustless tried to calm his emotions. Although he wanted to kill Xu Wendong, he dared not make a move within the Elixir Sect.
The reason was simple: the Elixir Sect forbade internal strife.
He had to uphold justice and set an example.
"Xu Wendong, don’t celebrate too soon. Offending this elder, you will pay a painful price!" A flicker of murderous intent flashed in Dustless’s eyes, "As soon as you leave the Elixir Sect, it will be the ti of your demise!"
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Smoke curled up from the bamboo grove.
Xu Wendong was busy in an orderly manner. He caught a colorful Spirit Chicken from the mountain and fetched a bucket of sweet spring water.
After cleaning the Spirit Chicken thoroughly, he chopped it into small pieces for later use. He then dug up a few tender, white bamboo shoots from the bamboo grove and cut them into chunks.
In addition, he took out a bag of hot pot base from the storage bag and brought over a rock to use as a table in the bamboo grove.
He then heated oil in a pot, lted the hot pot base with boiling water, and added the tender Spirit Chicken to it.
Although it was currently the hottest ti of the year,
the bamboo grove was particularly cool with a gentle breeze.
This was precisely why Xu Wendong had prepared a hot pot chicken al.
The spicy aroma was so enticing that Wuming’s appetite was whetted, and he couldn’t wait to sample it once the Spirit Chicken was cooked, "Whoa, why is this so spicy?"
Xu Wendong laughed and said, "Master, just say whether it tastes good or not!"
Wuming feasted happily, "Although it’s very spicy, it’s still within the manageable range."
Xu Wendong cleared his throat, slightly embarrassed, "Master, if you can’t handle the spice, I’ll rinse it with clear water for you, please don’t force yourself. This stuff is spicy not only when eating, but even more so when it’s passing through!"
Wuming frowned.
Xu Wendong gave an awkward smile, "No worries, no worries."
Wuming didn’t seem to mind. He continued eating the hot pot while drinking his homade bamboo leaf wine, looking quite content.
Just then.
A cool voice sounded beside them, "Third Elder, why have you succumbed to degradation?"
Xu Wendong turned his head and looked.
He saw a tall, fair-skinned, beautifully dressed woman in a pink dress standing nearby. Her long hair was slightly lifted by the wind, giving her an ethereal, unattainable beauty akin to a Heavenly Immortal.
However.
Xu Wendong didn’t have much of an emotional reaction because he recognized this woman as the one he encountered last night.
At the ti, it was too dark to make out her appearance, but seeing her now was indeed quite stunning.
Seeing Xu Wendong’s gaze, Xia An’an revealed a look of disgust, but still walked up slowly, a crystal-clear "ice block" appearing in her hand out of nowhere.
It looked like ice, but the spiritual energy contained within it made Xu Wendong take a breath of cold air, for he knew it wasn’t actual ice but rather the legendary Superior Spirit Stone.
Yes, in the cultivation realm, Spirit Stones have differences in quality. The commonly seen ones are Low-grade Spirit Stones, while dium Grade Spirit Stones and Superior Spirit Stones are exceedingly rare.
A single Superior Spirit Stone contained the spiritual energy equivalent to a thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones.
One could only imagine how rare this thing was.
"Third Elder, this Superior Spirit Stone is entrusted to you by my father, hoping the spiritual energy within it can heal your injuries."
Upon saying that, Xia An’an glanced at the bubbling, aromatic hot pot and added, "I hope you won’t give up on yourself!"
For cultivators, they had long taken the phrase "not consuming earthly food and drink" as a norm, believing that indulging in earthly pleasures went against their goal of becoming Immortal.
So, seeing Wuming feasting and sweating, she felt a bit emotional.
After all, the Elixir Sect had been trying to help Wuming recover from his injuries.
If he indeed gave up on healing and recovering his cultivation, he could completely inform the Elixir Sect’s leadership to cease their assistance.
Instead of receiving aid from the Elixir Sect and still succumbing to his downfall.
Wuming saw Xia An’an’s thoughts and smiled, "An’an, return this Spirit Stone to your father. I’ve given up on the treatnt."
"Perhaps being an ordinary person isn’t so bad."
Xia An’an was montarily stunned, not expecting Wuming to give up on treatnt.
If this news reached the sect’s leadership, it would cause quite a stir.
After all.
Previously, Wuming’s combat prowess ranked among the top five in the Elixir Sect.
While Xia An’an was still digesting this, Wuming smiled and said, "Have you had dinner? Would you like to try so hot pot chicken?"
"This hot pot base was brought by Wendong from the mundane world. There is nothing quite like it in our Minor World!"
Xia An’an calmly replied, "I just ate a few Spirit Fruits and am not hungry."
That being said,
her gaze was still fixed on the boiling chicken in the pot, subconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
Even though she was quite repulsed by Xu Wendong,
and disdainful of trying things associated with mundane life,
she felt inexplicably that the chicken in the pot looked delicious.
Wuming spoke again, "All this ti, I’ve adhered to not consuming earthly food and drink, but is it really right?"
"Just look at my disciple."
"He was born in a resource-poor, spiritually depleted mundane world, entirely relying on three als a day. Yet how could he reach the Fifth Level of Foundation Establishnt at just eighteen?"
"Such talent, even when looking throughout the Nine Provinces, how many could match?"
Xia An’an fell into deep thought.
Leaving aside her bias against Xu Wendong, to be fair, such talent was truly unprecedented and unparalleled.
At this mont.
Xu Wendong cleared his throat and timidly said, "Master, I..."
Wuming: "No need to be humble."
Xu Wendong revealed a shy smile, "I just wanted to say, I accidentally reached the Sixth Level of Foundation Establishnt last night!"
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