the next day.
The two woke up from their meditation.
Another busy day has begun.
After finishing cooking, Song Chen looked towards the entrance of the Spicy Palace.
He felt a mix of emotions.
He didn't come. Today is the first time that the Celestial Fox Ancestor has been absent from work since he started working.
Song Chen felt empty inside.
How did you, Ancestor Qingluan, find a partner so easily?
Turning his grief and anger into motivation, Song Chen took a vicious bite of the high-grade braised meat and began to sit cross-legged in meditation.
**
The territory of the Star Pivot Immortal Fox.
On the border.
The three brothers, Gong Ping, Gong Zheng, and Gong Kai, are preparing to start their day's work.
By this time, their dessert shop had already been built.
This is a two-story stilted building with upturned eaves.
The first floor is where the three brothers sell milk tea.
The second floor is reserved for guests, with a dozen or so tables and chairs, offering a wide view and scenic vistas.
The older brother stood at the entrance on the first floor, in charge of collecting payments.
The second brother stood at the food pick-up area on the first floor, in charge of making ice.
My younger brother, Gong Kai, is in charge of mixing the milk tea.
Because the milk tea shop was so popular, countless cultivators came to visit.
As soon as they opened their doors, a long queue formed in front of the shop.
A notice was posted at the entrance of the milk tea shop:
Please bring your own cup. Each person can only purchase one cup at a time. Payment is required upfront; each cup costs 800 spirit stones. If you wish to drink again, please queue again.
Because the product quality is up to standard, and there is only one supplier.
The sign at the Three Brothers Milk Tea Shop was written in a very assertive manner.
noon.
The eldest brother, Gong Ping, lay on the platform by the door, his fox-like eyes still half-closed in sleep.
Although he looked lazy, his divine sense was always focused on the number of spirit stones in the storage bag.
The second brother, Gong Zheng, is also based on a fox. He is lying at the food pick-up point, with a sign in front of him.
Cold, less ice, more ice, completely frozen
A monk pointed at Shao Bing.
Gong Zheng waved his claw, and a burst of spiritual energy shot out.
A layer of ice, about an inch thick, suddenly appeared on top of the milk tea in front of me.
Gong Kai, a dark-skinned, burly man who had transformed into a Nascent Soul cultivator, was standing in front of the kitchen counter, mixing a cup of Drunken Dragon Well tea.
He held a shaker cup and shook it rapidly.
Soon, a cup of milk tea with a chaotic aroma, called Drunken Longjing, was poured into a white jade cup.
The customer swallowed hard, stood at the food pick-up point, and pointed to the extra ice.
The milk tea shop is only open for three hours a day.
This customer has queued up three times and drunk three cups of Zui Longjing tea.
He secretly vowed to himself that this would be his last cup of milk tea today!
Sudden.
Customers queuing at a milk tea shop.
Everyone looked up.
Intense fluctuations of spiritual energy emanated from the sky above.
The eldest brother, Gong Ping, was the strongest. He clapped his hands, and a protective array instantly rose up, enveloping the entire milk tea shop.
The crystal-clear ice cover sent a chill down the spines of all the cultivators.
"Knock knock knock knock!"
A heavy thud was heard as something fell to the ground.
Everyone turned to look curiously.
It turned out to be several Buddhist practitioners who descended from the sky.
They were all bald, with shiny, gleaming heads that made them easy to spot.
The surrounding people were all worldly-wise cultivators, who were discussing things in hushed tones.
"—Has a secret realm recently opened in Buddhism?"
"It should be, and only in major secret realms will there be random teleportation upon exiting. This can protect the treasures obtained by cultivators within the secret realm."
"Tsk tsk tsk, so tell me, are the treasures they have now valuable?"
The murmurs of the crowd reached the ears of the Buddhist practitioner.
They cautiously stood up and looked at the milk tea shop.
One of the Buddhist practitioners asked nervously:
"Shifang, why are so many people gathered here? Are they waiting for us?"
Another handsome Buddhist monk carried a stylish black Buddhist rosary on his back.
This black Buddhist rosary is ten centimeters in diameter. The entire string of rosaries is slung diagonally over the monk's shoulder. It is obviously a valuable item. The jet-black rosary shines in the sunlight.
Shi Fang didn't speak, but instead glanced around indifferently.
The first thing he noticed was the arrogant notice posted at the store entrance.
A cup of tea costs eight hundred spirit stones?
You have to bring your own cup!
Do I have to pay first?
Shi Fang frowned. Could it be that all these people were queuing up just to buy this tea?
He was somewhat curious about the tea, and a thought began to stir in his mind.
If he didn't spend any money and just barged in, could anyone stop him?
For the past six months, while staying in the Buddhist sanctuary, Shifang has become somewhat arrogant.
Within the secret realm, he was the strongest, aided by Mu Feng's Purple-Gold Treasure-Seeking Rat.
They kill gods and Buddhas alike.
They took all the treasures within the secret realm for themselves.
Shi Fang glanced at the cultivators queuing up and a smile appeared on his lips.
He didn't care about the customer's level of cultivation.
Because his target for robbery was only the shop.
Humans are inherently greedy.
The reason these customers are still able to queue up to buy things is because the order has not yet been broken.
But when a person starts robbing...
Others, in order to avoid wasting money, will also voluntarily join in.
Even the strongest cultivators cannot withstand the chaos of war.
Gong Ping keenly caught Shi Fang's gaze.
The Star Pivot Immortal Fox Clan observes the myriad aspects of life in the mortal world through the Star Pivot Secret Mirror, and is already quite familiar with the expressions of the Ten Directions.
Gong Ping instantly transformed into a human and appeared from the doorway in front of Shi Fang.
A slender figure with long white hair suddenly struck out with a palm.
He has fully awakened his cultivation level as a Nascent Soul cultivator.
"roll!"
The voice was filled with coldness, and the icy aura made Shi Fang feel as if his heart had been frozen.
"Buzz!"
The Buddhist beads on Shi Fang's chest lit up, blocking the palm strike for him.
However, three claw marks were also left on the prayer beads.
The light had dimmed considerably.
Shi Fang quickly glanced down.
When he looked up again, his face was full of anger.
This was his brand new treasure! And it was smashed to pieces by the camera!
The spiritual energy has been weakened by two levels!
Gong Ping frowned.
This cultivator dared to glare at me, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
He no longer held back and quickly unleashed more than a dozen palm strikes.
"Bang bang bang!"
An explosion was heard.
Each time it rang, a cloud of sawdust rose into the air.
In no time, the black beads on the Buddhist monk's body disappeared, leaving only a rope hanging from his shoulder.
The Buddhist beads that could withstand attacks from Nascent Soul cultivators simply vanished.
Gong Ping coldly said:
"If you ever think of attacking Spicy Palace again, think twice about your strength! This time I'll spare your life!"
Otherwise, you'll suffer the same fate as this magical artifact!
After saying this, Gong Ping instantly returned to the high platform at the entrance, transformed into a fox, and continued collecting money.
Shi Fang staggered back dozens of steps, clutching his chest and spitting out blood, clearly suffering from internal injuries.
He lowered his head, wiped his mouth, and gave a cold snort:
"Spicy Palace, I'll remember that!"
Shi Fang threw out the lotus platform, then straddled it and flew away into the distance.
The other Buddhist practitioners waved their hands frantically, saying:
"We're not from the same sect; we just happened to run into each other. I'll be leaving now!"
"Yes, I'm not from their sect either!"
The Star Pivot Immortal Fox clan is known throughout the True Treasure Continent for its lazy and unambitious nature.
If the Star Pivot Celestial Fox is the one who hits someone, then there must be a reason for it.
So when Shi Fang was beaten, no one felt sorry for him.
He must have done something in secret, tampering with the Star Pivot Immortal Fox's treasure.
Gong Kai, who hadn't stopped shaking the milk tea while watching the commotion, gave his older brother a thumbs up.
Wow! Having an older brother to protect you is great!
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