Looking at the crowd of citizens kneeling on the ground, their sincere eyes filled with gratitude, Jun Feijue's eyes flickered, and he felt a touch of emotion he had never felt before.

This feeling doesn't seem so bad.

"Our benefactor is gone, and the city lord is gone too. Now we are in charge of this city ourselves."

After Jun Feijue and his group left, a citizen stepped forward and organized, "Our benefactors killed the Zhou family. They are like our second parents, like gods. Why don't we all raise some money to erect a bronze statue for our benefactors and inscribe their deeds as a memorial? We can place it in the central square of Cangwu City. What do you think?"

"Great idea!"

"We agree!"

“…”

The proposal received unanimous approval from the city's residents.

Thus, a massive project unfolded in Cangwu City.

However, as the saying goes, "good news doesn't travel far, but foreign news travels a thousand miles." In Cangwu City, the legend of these few people saving the world was left behind, but outside the city, their reputation as evil little devils spread far and wide through some foreign merchants.

Especially Ji Fanya, whose features are distinctive, has had the rumor that "a black pot can kill people" exaggerated to an extreme degree. Even three-year-old children on the street know about it and imitate it in their play.

This has led some toy stores that are always looking for business opportunities to stay ahead of the trend and create various toy versions of pots.

All kinds of pots and pans were available, including soup pots, ink pots, handle pots, flat pots, oil pots, and pancake pans. They were also inlaid with gold and diamonds and decorated very beautifully, making all kinds of pot toys very popular.

So, when Jun Feijue and his group traveled another four hundred miles and arrived at Yinyue City, which was only three hundred miles from the capital, they witnessed this amazing scene of everyone cooking.

Almost every child playing on the street has a pot in their hand, using it as a sword.

"Miss, I reckon the food in this city must be delicious."

Jin Yue looked at the children who were playing around with pots and pans as they passed by, and said with a serious expression.

Why?

Jun Feijue was particularly interested when he heard about food.

"Look, the children here love kitchen utensils from a young age, and they always have a pot in their hands. This shows that the people here really admire cooking."

Jin Yue analyzed logically and convincingly, "So, this city must be a food city, where everyone is an expert at cooking."

"Sister Jinyue is absolutely right!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Fanya's eyes lit up, and he excitedly hugged the small black cauldron in his arms, saying, "Master, I will definitely learn well and make it for you to eat in the future."

"Okay, okay, let's go find something to eat!"

Jun Feijue remained expressionless, but his eyes shone so brightly they could blind someone.

Soon, the group found the best restaurant in the city.

"Hey, look at this, this pot is really popular now."

As soon as the group sat down, they heard a diner next to them say, "Every child has a pot in their hand. Our southern city is turning into a pot city."

"Is that kid with the black pot really that amazing?"

The second diner said, "He's just a seven or eight-year-old toddler. How high can his cultivation level be? I don't believe it."

"I heard that they managed to wipe out the entire Zhou family's stronghold with just one pot."

Diner 3 also chimed in, "However, we can't rule out the possibility of exaggeration. I don't believe it either, unless I see it with my own eyes."

"Sister Jinyue, has the Zhou family's stronghold been rebuilt? They wiped it out by one person, that's amazing!"