The Hundred Beast Garden was tragically ransacked by enemies, leaving only two young immortal attendants at the gate and a few monster cubs. Zhao Xixiang, a world-class chef, was summoned as a dest...
Their clothing and appearance were also more refined than those of the lower immortal realm; each of them exuded an ethereal aura, somewhat reminiscent of the Wuji Sect's high-class style.
Zhao Xi wanted to go to the long street.
The immortals who set up stalls by the roadside would place a small low table on which they would put their spiritual treasures. No one would sit on the ground or hurriedly meditate and cultivate.
Some people set up stalls while calmly playing Go and drinking tea with the people next to them.
Some people were reading ancient books, and judging from their relaxed smiles, they didn't seem to be practicing martial arts, but rather reading for leisure.
This is what the immortal realm should look like.
The mortal realm is clearly a 996 (9am-9pm, 6 days a week) life of being exploited!
Although Zhao Xi and Tong Yue were curious about the Immortal Realm, they did not forget the purpose of their trip.
"Have you ever seen a pangolin spirit? It's a demon cultivator, so tall, and very young," Zhao Xi asked a man reading by the roadside.
The immortal put down his book, stood up from the futon, looked Zhao Xi up and down, shook his head and sighed: "This young friend must have just ascended from the lower immortal realm. If you ask such a question, how disheartening it would be for the young friend beside you?"
"ah?"
"After crossing the Gate of the Middle Heaven, we must bid farewell to the bad habits of the Lower Immortal Realm. We immortals of the Middle Immortal Realm do not discriminate against demon cultivators."
"No... I didn't..."
"All people are born unequal, but after ascending, they have a common starting point. Your old friend, the pangolin spirit, must have found an elixir in the pharmacy, concealed his identity, forgotten the past, and started all over again."
The immortal patted Zhao Xixiang's shoulder very politely, helped her up, and faced the pharmacy: "Come, don't be afraid, forget the past, and start anew. Go, young lady."
He used the wind to push Zhao Xi, wanting to give Tong Yue a push.
Zhao Xi thought: "???"
Tongyue: "...?"
The two were blown to the entrance of the pharmacy, where they looked at the shopkeeper in bewilderment.
"You want to buy Meng Po pills?"
Whether Meng Po (the goddess of forgetfulness) intends to kill them or not is unknown... Could Xiao Jia have been given a potion and forgotten his past life?!