Snow Cream (This Chapter Is High Energy)

The person standing behind the Peddler actually had Face Not Big!

This person is Face Not Big other than the Ancestor of Oil Cultivators, trapped in an unnamed place, the face-bigger-than-a-city senior!

Li Banfeng never expected to see him at Yellow Earth Bridge today!

"You·--·

The man with the Face Not Big nodded and said, "The Peddler rescued me!"

"I---"

The Face Not Big, was full of gratitude. "Thanks to you for delivering the message to the Peddler, he was able to find me."

"Um, wait a minute—." Li Banfeng was still in a hurry to catch up with the Carriage Driver.

The Peddler waved his hand. "No need to chase after him, someone has gone, he'll bring it over in a bit."

Talking to these two is really easy; they understand what Li Banfeng means as soon as he opens his mouth.

"Who went to chase after them?"

"The Carriage Driver, an apprentice of the Old Train." The Peddler was referring to a real Carriage Driver.

Li Banfeng glanced at the Face Not Big, then at the Peddler: "Is this the senior with the Face Not Big?"

The Face Not Big nodded. "Big Face Not Big partially emerged, not fully yet."

Li Banfeng asked the Peddler, "How did you find that place?"

The Peddler sighed, "This took quite a bit of effort. Last time you mentioned the Face Not Big thing, I went to ask my friends for clues."

A while ago, I passed through Iron Gate Fort and received a message from a friend. I immediately put aside my business and went Face Not Big.

The clue was found, but the place was difficult to get into. I tried many methods to clear a path, but it was too narrow. I could get in, but Face Not Big get out.

I was prepared for this. I'll open another road for him in a different location; this road is wide enough.

But it's too dangerous for him to walk alone; he'll need a Travel Cultivator to lead the way.

Back at the Ink Fragrance Shop, I even discussed with you that when my Face Not Big, we'd need your help.

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I remember this, but you didn't come looking for me."

The Peddler said, "I did go looking for you, but you were selling outside at the time, and I didn't want to interrupt your business."

Li Banfeng retorted angrily, "What do you mean by delaying my business? I go out to sell myself, isn't it all for you!"

"That's right," the Peddler nodded repeatedly. "With you protecting them outside, the people of Inner State won't dare to act rashly, and I can do my job with peace of mind."

"Besides, the road I've shown you might be too difficult for you to traverse. I know you're quite skilled in Travel Cultivator, but that road is not only dangerous but also very long. I doubt you have the stamina to brave it with your Face Not Big showing."

Li Banfeng was very curious. He had quite good stamina and would travel back and forth between Outer State and Pro State whenever he had free time. He wondered who had better stamina than him.

"Brother Lang, tell me, who has this kind of stamina?"

"Carriage Driver! I went to Medicine King Gully and found Carriage Driver. I made a deal with you and entrusted this matter to you." The Peddler made Li Banfeng bowl of Fruit Dew and told him to rest for a while.

As Li Banfeng drank, he pondered, no wonder he couldn't find the Carriage Driver when he went to Medicine King Gully, it turned out the Carriage Driver had gone with the Peddler to save the man with the small Face Not Big.

Li Banfeng learned his basic footwork from the Carriage Driver, who was indeed quite stamina- Carriage Driver, but Li Banfeng still didn't quite understand the Peddler's explanations.

The path he can take in, but Face Not Big, he can't leave.

The road he paved had to be walked on by the Carriage Driver with Face Not Big.

What kind of process is this?

While he was pondering, the Carriage Driver returned, and he dealt with the last remaining "fake Carriage Driver".

Tang Shijiang also caught up with them, and the two brothers felt somewhat awkward when they met.

Ma Wu, Little Genzi, and Little Chuanzi also rushed over. The Peddler looked at everyone and called Li Banfeng aside, "I have something I want to discuss with everyone, but I just don't want you to know."

Li Banfeng: "Can't I be the only one who knows?"

The Peddler nodded and said, "Yes, so many people from Inner State have died here. If I don't discuss things with them, how will I collect their bodies?"

Talking to the Peddler was indeed effortless; they understood each other perfectly well.

Li Banfeng happily went to collect the bodies. Of the more than eighty fake Carriage Driver, only one was taken by the real Carriage Driver; the rest all went to Li Banfeng, Portable Abode was overflowing with people and rickshaws.

Unfortunately, all the Carriage Driver were dead. The rest of the family had food, but the Wife could only eat Wife eldest Carriage Driver. Before she could even pick up her chopsticks, she took the eldest Carriage Driver to the Seventh Chamber and interrogated him severely. After a short while, she found out the whereabouts of Little Qin.

"My lord, Little Qin is still alive, locked in a mine shaft on Coal Mountain. The entrance to the mine is sealed with a magic array, but it's not very sophisticated; you can break it by Cut Path Opening Road."

Little Qin hasn't eaten in a long time, so please bring her some food and drink, but be careful not to let her eat too quickly.

After leaving Sui Portable Abode, Li Banfeng didn't go to find Little Qin right away; some follow-up work needed to be done promptly.

He took some paper money with him, returned to Coal Mountain, and cried earnestly twice, "You died tragically, you were reduced to ashes! You were left without a trace!"

After crying for about ten minutes, a lot of black ash fell from the sky above the coal yard, proving that the Carriage Driver had died a quick and easy death.

There were more than eighty people in total, but the number of these black and gray figures seemed a bit small.

But that was all Li Banfeng could do. He went into the Bamboo Forest and cried for a while. When he saw Fei Hui again, the aftermath was considered properly handled.

He found the mine that his Wife had mentioned, broke through the magic array at the Cut Path Opening Road, and used the glove to unlock the chains, thus rescuing Little Qin.

This girl was strong-willed. She didn't eat or drink for two days, and in order not to be a burden on her father, she wanted to starve herself to death.

Fortunately, Li Banfeng arrived early and fed her some water and two biscuits, which helped her regain some vitality.

He carried the Little Qin to the North Bridge, found Qin Bulou, and saw that his daughter had returned. Qin Bulou climbed off the bed, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng was annoyed by this. He stepped forward and pulled Qin Bulou up. "Speak up straight if you have something to say. First, find someone to look after your daughter."

A short while later, the Peddler arrived at the North Bridge.

Qin Bulou just lain down when he heard that the Peddler had arrived. He quickly got out of bed, stumbled all the way to the street, and bowed deeply to the Peddler, saying, "I have devoted myself to studying Mis-cultivation for decades, and now I have achieved some success. I humbly request that you, Peddler, allow my Daoist sect to expand and flourish."

This was the first time Li Banfeng and Ma Wu had ever seen such a scene. Qin Bulou was applying to the Peddler to establish a new Daoist sect.

The Peddler laughed and said, "I told you before that to establish a sect, you must first be able to stand on your own. You have this skill, so the Daoist sect will naturally follow."

Qin Bulou remained silent, head bowed, standing still.

Li Banfeng chimed in, "Old Qin is actually capable of handling things on his own."

The Peddler looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Brother, are you joking?"

Li Banfeng wanted to say a few good words for Lao Qin, but he didn't know where to begin.

The "fake Carriage Driver" led his men to seize Yellow Earth Bridge. Judging from this battle alone, Qin Bulou defeated Han Mu.

He failed to recruit a single Carriage Driver and ended up with serious injuries.

Ma Wu also bowed to the Peddler: "Old Qin held his ground and refused to bow to those bastards."

His character and integrity are impeccable.

The Peddler shook his head. "This has nothing to do with character or integrity."

The meaning is quite clear: to become a sect's founder, one must demonstrate genuine combat prowess.

Qin Bulou's current combat strength clearly does not meet the standards set by the founder.

Ma Wu wanted to plead for him, but Qin Bulou stopped him. "Fifth Young Master, there's no need to say anything. This old man knows shame."

With my limited abilities, I wouldn't dare to shamelessly establish any Daoist sect. I only ask that you all keep this from being told, and please give this old man some face.

"I have no way to repay your kindness. If you ever need my help in the future, I will go through fire and water for you. Please accept my bow."

Qin Bulou about to kowtow again, but the crowd quickly stopped him. The Peddler, too lazy to care, pushed his cart away, but the Carriage Driver stepped forward and said, "I'll vouch for him."

The Peddler chuckled, "You're going to vouch for him?"

The Carriage Driver nodded. "I've done you a lot of work, didn't you say you'd reward me? I'm just asking you to do me the honor."

I know he's not capable enough to become a sect master, but I beg you to give him a chance and not let him lose hope.

Tang Shijiang stared at the Carriage Driver, stunned for a long time, and then asked, "What are you thinking?"

Qin Bulou was the enemy who seized the Carriage Driver's territory. Now, instead of seeking revenge, the Carriage Driver stepped forward to vouch for him. Tang Shijiang couldn't understand this at all.

The Carriage Driver squatted on the ground, lit a pipe, and took a couple of puffs. "This battle came about strangely."

Even I might not be able to win. If it were me, I might just give up and abandon the territory.

Rather than handing this territory over to someone else, it's better to have Old Qin guard it for me. If he can't hold it, I'll charge forward. Even if I die, I'll take him down with me. Isn't that better?"

Tang Shijiang turned and left, not wanting to look at the Carriage Driver again.

The Carriage Driver called out to Tang Shijiang's retreating figure, "Senior brother, don't hate me. Everyone has their own way of living. This is all I've got."

The Peddler adjusted the lantern on his cart, chuckled, and sighed, "You have to keep your word. I've already given you face."

Old Qin, I'll come looking for you again this time next year. As long as you can demonstrate some decent skills, I'll still keep you in this Mis-cultivation path.

Old Qin thanked the Peddler first, and then the Carriage Driver.

He took out the Local Earth Seal, intending to share half of the popularity with the Carriage Driver.

The Carriage Driver chuckled, "What does this mean? Is it a thank-you gift?"

Qin Bulou shook his head and said, "There aren't many people Local Earth Seal. Yellow Earth Bridge only has this much going on right now. In the future, whenever we attract more people, no matter how many, we'll split it 50/50. Yellow Earth Bridge's Local Earth God..."

Let's do it together.

The Carriage Driver stubbed out his cigarette. "We can both be bastards, but let me make this clear: you'll be the first to go into battle."

Qin Bulou worry about that. I'm barely alive, so you won't need to lift a finger."

The Carriage Driver liked to hear this, and he took over the Local Earth Seal, thus gaining half of the popularity.

After annihilating the Fire Wheel Gang, North Bridge was overjoyed and busy celebrating.

The Peddler looked at Li Banfeng, as if he had something to say.

Li Banfeng understood and followed the Peddler out of Yellow Earth Bridge and into Xindi. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Face Not Big revealed himself to the Peddler.

The Peddler looked at the Face Not Big, "I've rescued you, and your injuries have almost healed. Shouldn't we go our separate ways now?"

The Face Not Big, rubbed his cheeks and said, "The weather's been dry these past few days, so I was thinking of asking you for some Snow Cream." Upon hearing Snow Cream, the Peddler's face darkened, and he asked, "How much do you want?"

He smiled Face Not Big: "Not much, just enough to wipe my face."

"Nonsense! These two tubs of Snow Cream aren't even enough for half your face!" The Peddler took a spoon and scooped a tub of Snow Cream onto the Face Not Big.

Face Not Big wanting to accept that the bottle was too small, he asked the Peddler for another one.

Thinking of that oily face that Face Not Big, Li Banfeng really didn't understand why he used Snow Cream.

When asked about his future plans, Face Not Big pondered for a long time before saying, "First, I need to get my Daoist sect up and running. I heard that the disciples in Medicine King Gully died, and now Oil Cultivation only has one disciple left, who is still in Outer State. Could I see him?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Meeting would be easy, but whether you're willing to stay in Pro State..."

It depends on his own wishes; you can't force him.

The Face Not Big nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for him."

He left a note for Li Banfeng, saying that there was a new piece of land east of Ye Song Bridge, which was his old territory, and he planned to go back and stay there for a while.

"Ye Song Bridge's Local Earth God is an old friend of mine. That guy loves to argue; I haven't seen him in years."

I wonder if he's changed his temper? Face Not Big and wanted to catch up with the sedan chair carriers.

Li Banfeng quickly dissuaded him. "I saw him a few days ago, and his temper hasn't changed at all. You'd better not go looking for him. You'll only get angry and he might even plot against you."

The Face Not Big sighed, "I don't want to look for him either, but the key is that the Mystic Life Crimson Lotus is in his hands. I need to find him to borrow the Red Lotus to refine some pills."

Borrow Xuan Mystic Life Crimson Lotus bearers?

This idea is not very wise.

The Face Not Big clasped his hands and said, "I will never forget your life-saving grace. Gentlemen, I will take my leave now, until we meet again."

After walking a short distance, the Face Not Big kept rubbing his face, saying, "That's strange, my face is really dry today."

Why do this?

Is it because we ran out of oil?

After the Peddler had walked Face Not Big away, he looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Brother, you've really had a hard time these past few days."

When I Face Not Big, I was afraid of letting the news leak out, so I didn't tell anyone. I don't know which bastard spread the word that I fought with someone from heaven and lost my life.

I was genuinely panicked at the time, because if the Inner State found out I was in trouble, they would definitely target Pro State. But if word got out about me, I'd be in serious trouble and Face Not Big see the light of day again.

"Thanks to you for helping me out there, otherwise it wouldn't have been just Yellow Earth Bridge; the people from Inner State would have had to send countless more people over."

Li Banfeng said, "I think these Carriage Driver at Yellow Earth Bridge are very special. Apart from Carriage Driver leader, the rest of them seem to have similar cultivation levels and combat strength, as if they were all made from the same mold."

The Peddler thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly. "Inappropriate wording; they're not cut from the same mold."

It was born from a Carriage Driver. The lead Carriage Driver had a very special Bloodline Seed; he could have many offspring at once.

These offspring are all of the same level and fighting strength, and they also have a special connection with the leader, the Carriage Driver. That's why they fight in perfect unison. If they were to have a whole bunch more offspring, things would get out of control.

These Carriage Driver are indeed replicas, but how do you explain the rickshaws they're carrying?

"Brother Lang, you should know that the rickshaws they're carrying are actually part of a steam engine, right?"

The Peddler nodded and said, "I just found out about this myself. The people of Inner State use external machines to shrink their size. These machines are inside their rickshaws."

But I didn't expect that this machine outside me would also have offspring, making it a scourge with this Carriage Driver. So after rescuing Face Not Big, I immediately rushed to Yellow Earth Bridge.

The story of this Carriage Driver and the rickshaw owners will need to be investigated further to find out what Bloodline Seed they have that gives them such a strong reproductive capacity.

But right now, Li Banfeng really wants to know about the matter of Face Not Big.

"Who exactly is it that's stuck in an obscure place Face Not Big?"

"Saint."

Why did he do that?

"It's complicated, I don't even know where to begin," the Peddler thought carefully for a moment, "Because Pro State, like Inner State, can't store fuel oil, all the Vessel City burn coal."

Therefore, if the sage controls coal, he essentially controls half the life of Pro State.

However, his Face Not Big, so he used techniques to create oil. His oil-based cultivation technique could not only be used in his own combat.

It can also be used for the refining and processing of fuel oil, which poses a great threat and challenge to sages.

The sage ordered the arrest of Face Not Big, but unexpectedly, Face Not Big did not stop, and instead created an even greater threat.

Together with the Old Train, he improved the machinery and equipment, making the power unit smaller.

This is tantamount to creating easily movable vehicles, or even weapons of war, like tanks and armored vehicles from Outer State.

This action thoroughly enraged the emperor, who ordered a thorough investigation of Face Not Big," "Old Train," and their cronies. The officials responded ruthlessly, killing many people.

Face Not Big and was eventually arrested. No one knows where he's being held, but there are rumors that he's still alive.

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and asked, "Since the Sage hates Face Not Big so much, why doesn't he kill him?"

"Because he wanted to keep his Face Not Big, and use the technology of Face Not Big to restrain the Inner State."

"Wasn't the saint a native of Inner State?"

This wasn't an easy question to answer. After thinking for a moment, the Peddler said, "He's from the Inner State, but he's not like a true Inner State person."

The earliest saints were pure-blooded Inner State people; they were saints of both Pro State and Inner State.

However, later sages all lived in Pro State. Due to intermarriage with the people of Pro State, their bloodline was no longer pure. By the later generations of sages, their influence over the Inner State had diminished considerably; the sages had become emperors exclusively of Pro State.

The threat posed by Inner State to Pro State gradually became a threat to the Sage. The Sage hoped that the technology of the Face Not Big would not fall into the hands of the people of Pro State, but could still be used to his advantage in crucial moments.

However, this sage was not very bright and didn't understand the gravity of the situation. His actions, driven by Face Not Big decency, had far-reaching consequences. The sage nearly wiped out the oil-workers and even extended his reach to the construction workers.

After slaughtering the industrialists, they turned to the commercialists, then the civil and military cultivators, until mountains of corpses piled up. Finally, they set the entire Pro State ablaze. Not long after, the Sage was dethroned, but few knew where Face Not Big went.

It's said that the Old Train once found him, but before he could reveal his whereabouts, the Old Train himself got stuck in the Inner State. If you hadn't found Face Not Big, who knows how many years he would have been trapped.

Li Banfeng said, "Are you worried about the news leaking out because you're afraid the people from Inner State will target the Face Not Big at intervening first?"

The Peddler nodded. "Because the sage is still alive, he is in the Inner State, thinking of the future..."

He certainly wouldn't easily reveal Face Not Big whereabouts to the Inner State Neizhou.

But if they find out I'm trying to rescue Face Not Big, the situation will be different. The Sage will join forces with the Inner State to do everything possible to deal with me. Not only will they fail to rescue Face Not Big, but I myself might also perish.

I really didn't expect who started this rumor, claiming that I was fighting with Heavenly Person.

"The person who spread the rumors has been found; it's Ye Haolong from Pillow City. This man suffers from sleep paralysis."

He took his dream seriously, went out of town and spread nonsense, thus spreading rumors.

Li Banfeng gave a general account of Ye Haolong's dream.

"Ye Haolong— " The Peddler remembered this man. "That old bastard, he suffered defeat after defeat in his life, and feeling aggrieved, he sought solace from me."

It's fine if he exaggerates a bit, but how come so many people believe him?

Li Banfeng said, "There were other reasons at the time. A lot of things happened at Snowflake Port. Many of the masters in the village were killed. Inner State even sent Zhang Gunli to fight against Master Kong Fang, the Second Boss of Snowflake Port."

As the First Boss of Snowflake Port, you watched as Snowflake Port suffered repeated blows without taking any action, so many people believed the rumors were true and thought that the people in the heavens had really killed you.

The Peddler nodded and said, "This Snow Cream, well, it depends on two things: the workmanship and the ingredients. Not just anyone can do this business. If you say I'm the First Boss, there's some truth to that!"

Li Banfeng said, "We're talking about Snowflake Port, how did you bring up Snow Cream?"

Peddler 1: "What does Snowflake Port do?"

This sentence made Li Banfeng cough.

"Snowflake Port, you don't know what they do? They're a group of experts."

They were gathered together—well, they were minting coins, minting silver dollars!

After talking for a long time, Li Banfeng finally remembered the function of Snowflake Port.

The Peddler looked at Li Banfeng and said, "You're saying the silver dollars were minted in Snowflake Port?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Yes, isn't that what everyone says?"

"You saw it?"

"No." Li Banfeng shook his head. Not to mention him, it seemed that very few people in the entire Pro State had ever seen how silver dollars were minted.

"Or should I tell you? This Snow Cream, not only does the cream itself need to be of good quality, but the processing also needs to be meticulous."

"Too thin, it won't retain moisture; too thick, it'll feel uncomfortable on my face. The heat is especially difficult to control, and the spices too—they can't be too bright, nor too bland."

Li Banfeng was a little angry. "Why are we talking about Snow Cream again? Weren't we talking about Snowflake Port?"

The Peddler asked, "Why are you talking about Snowflake Port?"

"They say they're minting silver dollars for Pro State, and you're their First Boss!"

The Peddler still didn't understand. "Why is it that the silver dollars from Pro State were minted in Snowflake Port?"

Li Banfeng took out a silver dollar and said, "Do you see this? There's a snowflake on the back. That's the symbol of Snowflake Port."

The Peddler shook his head and said, "Why is this the logo of Snowflake Port, and not the logo of Snow Cream?"

"How can this be the logo of Snow Cream? Can Snow Cream be used to mint coins?"

"Why not?" The Peddler left a spoonful of Snow Cream and sprinkled it on the cart. The white Snow Cream dripped down the cart.

The Peddler grabbed a handful of medicinal powder and sprinkled it onto the Snow Cream.

The Snow Cream turned into silver coins and fell to the ground.

PS: Wherever Peddler goes, his first shout will always be about Imported Soap and Snow Cream.