Ye Feng chose a restaurant run by the Han Hai Chamber of Commerce and directly ordered the kitchen to prepare three servings of white dragonfish.
Soul-Sculpting Water is indeed an excellent spiritual substance.
He only took a small sip, and his headache subsided, but the lingering pain persisted. He decided to treat himself to two servings of spirit fish.
With one eye swollen, Ye Feng ate snacks and drank spirit fruit juice while recalling the day's battle.
Overall, he was quite satisfied with his performance.
The only truly frustrating thing is that I didn't manage to get a single storage ring.
However, storage rings are also troublesome, as these items usually come with sect tracking.
If I took the ring, I'd definitely have to be on the run for a long time.
It would be great if I could put my ring and all the other items in the portable storage space anytime...
Or, to put it another way, I wish someone would help me pick up the ring.
Ye Feng thought of Han Li sitting on the throne.
At the very last moment, the other party definitely revealed murderous intent!
Not against the Heavenly Sword Sect... but against myself!
That bastard, it's a shame I even thought he was somewhat pleasing to the eye.
I never imagined they would want my life so badly!
Given the opponent's strength, comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator, if they were to make a move...
Perhaps he was also a little hesitant.
Just then, someone walked into the restaurant.
"Your ability to cause trouble is practically on par with your ability to do business!"
With a mocking smile on his face, Cheng Tianyang walked straight up to Ye Feng, talking as he sat down opposite him.
"Um...hehe, it's alright..."
Cheng Tianyang controls the core of the formation; if you keep an eye on him, it's easy to lock onto him.
Of course, it's also because he came from that side, only changing his aura and appearance, without concealing his cultivation level.
"Are you at Foundation Establishment or Golden Core stage? How come you've already reached the tenth level of Golden Core in just a few days?"
"Uh... Golden Core! I have a hidden cultivation technique."
Cheng Tianyang nodded.
"This hotel is under my name. You can stay here to recover, and no one will be able to find you!"
Ye Feng's face lit up with joy, and he quickly clasped his hands in greeting.
"Thank you very much, Senior Brother Cheng!"
Senior Brother Cheng...
It's been almost a century since anyone called him that...
Cheng Tianyang was momentarily stunned, then nodded.
"Then I'll be going now."
"My fish is almost ready, senior brother, would you like to have some?"
As Ye Feng spoke, the fish was brought over from the kitchen.
Upon smelling the white dragonfish, Cheng Tianyang's face also showed interest.
Ye Feng put away one plate of white dragonfish and pushed the other plate in front of Cheng Tianyang.
"Senior brother, are you selling this restaurant? I've made quite a bit of money lately, and I'm thinking of opening my own restaurant."
During the last three days of opening the shop, Ye Feng openly sold advancement fruits.
The ring contains spirit stones and beads worth a staggering 300 billion.
His tone of voice inevitably became more arrogant.
This restaurant has a complete set of formations. If he could buy it and add some more, he could upgrade it to a level five formation.
Installing the teleportation array here is definitely safer than at the Wanbao Spiritual Materials Shop.
How about I give it to you?
Ye Feng's eyes widened... "That would be excellent!"
"As long as you agree to rebuild the Caohuan Clan!"
...Then forget it.
Seeing Ye Feng's expression, Cheng Tianyang simply smiled, then picked up his chopsticks and began to eat the fish.
"Wait a minute, my senior brother's soul is injured. Sprinkling some of this seasoning should help!"
Cheng Tianyang stared blankly as Ye Feng took out a small crystal bottle and dripped fifty drops onto each of the two white dragonfish.
After finishing, Ye Feng put away the small bottle, picked up a piece of fish, and put it in his mouth.
"Mmm...delicious! Even more delicious!"
"White Dragon Fish with Soul-Sculpting Water... You really go all out!"
Cheng Tianyang also picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, a satisfied expression on his face.
"How is it? Has it had any effect on Senior Brother's injuries?"
Cheng Tianyang smiled and nodded.
"It's working!... With another ten thousand drops, it should be almost fully recovered!"
Tens of thousands of drops? Of course, that's a joke.
Even if the Ghostly Soul Sect supplies all other upper sects with the same amount each year, plus what they sell to the Vast Ocean Merchant Guild, the total still doesn't amount to this much.
There are ten chambers of commerce in the East China Sea, forming the East China Sea Alliance.
Despite his special status within the Hanhai Chamber of Commerce, Cheng Tianyang could only obtain around twenty or thirty drops.
It was thanks to these twenty or thirty drops of Soul-Shaping Water that he was able to survive until now despite his severely injured soul.
"Ten thousand drops, I have them!"
Before Cheng Tianyang could fully process the information in those words, Ye Feng had already retrieved the jade cup from last time.
He has also replenished the more than 1,000 drops that had been used.
"you...."
Cheng Tianyang swallowed a mouthful of fish, staring blankly at the jade cup in front of Ye Feng.
Fortunately, the white arowana didn't have many fish bones, otherwise it would have definitely gotten stuck.
Ye Feng revealed a mischievous smile.
What he likes most is seeing other people's expressions like that; the sense of satisfaction he feels is something only he can understand.
Cheng Tianyang gifted him a secret manual worth 80 billion, and in return, he gave him Soul-Shaping Water worth 50 billion.
fair!
To be precise, 10,000 drops were exchanged for 10 billion, so I still made a profit.
"These ten thousand drops are enough for me to recover from my injuries, and perhaps... there's still a chance for me to reach the Nascent Soul stage! Do you still have your Nascent Soul Fruit?"
Seeing the light shining in Cheng Tianyang's eyes, Ye Feng took out a Nascent Soul Pill without saying a word.
"This pill of yours... looks like a Nascent Soul Pill, but why is it so dark green?"
Cheng Tianyang had certainly seen Nascent Soul Pills before, but he had never seen one this green.
"I added Soul-Sculpting Water to make it—an enhanced version!"
"You're still a level four alchemist?"
Cheng Tianyang looked surprised. Every time he thought he understood Ye Feng a little, Ye Feng would always surprise him unexpectedly.
Ye Feng smiled and said, "I'm still a Level 4 Foundry Master!"
Cheng Tianyang let out a breath and put the things away.
"Since it was given to me by my junior brother, I will accept it without hesitation!"
As he reached the corner, he couldn't help but say something to Ye Feng.
"Thank you, restaurant. Consider it a gift from your senior brother! Although you could say I've gotten a better deal, we're fellow disciples, how can we be so calculating..."
My fellow disciples... how could we possibly calculate that precisely!
Ye Feng suddenly felt a pang of longing for his sect.
I miss Shen Lang and Lu Jiu.
I miss Xu Hao, and Senior Brother Xiao Junyan...
Even Ji Da, who wanted revenge every day.
———
Southern Continent
Thousands of high-level cultivators swept across the sky above the edge of the Purple Snow Plain.
The person standing next to the leader was a woman.
The woman who disappeared for a long time—
Hunyuan Sect, those who betray the sect,
Wang Xuefen!
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