The crowd surged like a tide, and shouts boiled skyward.
It happened to be the start of the afternoon session, and many cultivators heading into Fallen Phoenix Mountain to watch the matches had squeezed over.
Those who could afford the ten-Spirit-Stone entry ticket did not care about spending one or two Spirit Stones on snacks.
Besides, hadn't the stall owner said so?
Immortal Beans, stir-fried with an exclusive secret recipe.
Beef jerky came from the choice cuts of a Tier 1 Demon Beast, yellow beef. It had to be braised, stir-fried, and cooked with all manner of spices before a single batch could barely be made.
And popcorn was even better. Ten pounds of Spirit Rice, which cost one Spirit Stone, could only make two or three portions.
These were all good things containing spiritual qi!
Watch the matches while munching on delicious snacks, then take a sip of Yellow Pear Wine whose aftertaste lingered without end.
Good grief, after cultivating the Dao all my life, shouldn't I finally enjoy myself?
Luo Chen clapped his hands and squeezed out of the crowd.
Qin Liangchen stared at him with a strange look. In the end, he seemed to understand something and revealed an expression of admiration.
Luo Chen's eyelids twitched wildly. He could not bear such a complicated expression.
"Big Brother, if you've got something to say, say it. Don't keep it bottled up."
Qin Liangchen sighed. "When I was at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, I could barely afford to rent a room in the Inner City. That was only because your sister-in-law was pregnant, and for safety's sake, I gritted my teeth and moved in."
"Mm, good man, good husband, good father. And then?"
"But you, kid, were only at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer, yet you could rent