The Most Unique Splendor in This World

They said they were going to eat barbecue.

Mo Yan originally thought that these Imperial Clan Successor, renowned throughout the Three Thousand Provinces, must have chosen some incredibly beautiful and auspicious place.

Immortal Mountain shrouded in mist, Secret Realm where the Spirit Spring water gurgles.

At the very least, it should be a bright and impressive cave abode.

But he was wrong.

After leaving the Flowing Rosy Clouds Sect, Qin Wangchuan and his companions lost their bearings and wandered off aimlessly.

They only nodded in satisfaction when they arrived at a place with mountains and water, and saw a small open space nearby.

"This will do."

As soon as he finished speaking, the others began to get busy with their respective tasks.

Chu Wujiu swung his arm and dug a hole.

Yun Zexuan and Zhao Lingyun went together to find timber.

Ji Wuchen stood to the side, and with a flick of his finger, a tree as thick as a bowl was cut in half.

Ye Lingchuan stood beside him, arranging the logs neatly one by one.

Working together, the two cleared a space in the blink of an eye.

As for Qin Wangchuan, he sent a telepathic message to the Qin Clan in this realm, ordering them to send some ingredients over.

This scene left Mo Yan completely stunned.

Chu Wujiu laughed when he saw his silly expression.

"What, is it different from what you expected?"

"Yes," Mo Yan answered readily, his gaze sweeping over the busy crowd. "I don't understand. All of you possess Tongtian cultivation, are the cream of the crop among your peers, so why..."

"Why use such a simple method?" Ji Wuchen asked.

Mo Yan nodded.

"At first, I didn't understand either." Chu Wujiu straightened up and wiped away imaginary sweat. "But it was Qin Wangchuan's idea."

He said, "People like us, who stand too high, easily forget where we are."

"It's not so bad to occasionally dig some soil with your own hands, start a fire, and live like an ordinary person."

Upon hearing this, Qin Wangchuan glanced at him sideways.

"That's what they say, but someone wasn't too keen on it at first."

Chu Wujiu scratched his head but didn't reply.

Just then, Yun Zexuan and the other person returned.

Several dry logs were dragging behind him.

"I don't think it's necessary to use wood." Zhao Lingyun waved the Talisman Paper in his hand. "Using talismans is fine."

"Come on," Yun Zexuan glanced at him with disdain, "I won't eat meat cooked on paper."

"That's a talisman!"

"I'm asking you, isn't a talisman made of paper?"

"That's Heavenly Talisman Paper!"

Is it paper?

"Heavenly Talisman Paper!"

"Is it paper?!"

The two of them went back and forth, arguing endlessly.

Mo Yan silently walked over, picked up the axe, and started chopping firewood.

He volunteered to help start the fire.

Halfway through chopping, Chu Wujiu came over to lend a hand.

Tilting his head, he asked, "Qin Wangchuan said you're quite famous at the Wandao Academy?"

Mo Yan blushed at the question and quickly waved his hand.

"I wouldn't call myself famous... I just often spar with others."

"Then, a twenty-two-game winning streak," Qin Wangchuan added at the opportune moment, looking up at the sky.

The people from the Qin Clan who were delivering the ingredients have arrived.

"Twenty-two consecutive wins?" Ji Wuchen found a place to sit down. "I've never heard of that before."

Mo Yan quickly waved his hand, his face showing no sign of smugness.

"It's just a minor squabble between peers."

"Compared to the fame of the Divine Son who stormed into the Inner Academy and killed three descendants of Alien Race King Sovereign, it's really nothing."

There are two.

Qin Wangchuan gestured for the Qin Clan to put down the ingredients, and casually added a comment.

Xuanye is still alive.

Therefore, there are two.

Mo Yan was taken aback and didn't dare to reply.

What I know is nothing more than hearsay and superficial information.

If I say any more, I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself.

Thinking of this, he silently shut his mouth and turned to assist Qin Wangchuan again.

Of all the people busy this time, he was the most diligent.

At that very moment.

A figure hurried through the woods, stopped beside Mo Yan, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The voice was kept extremely low.

Those few words vaguely contained the terms "Heavenly Pivot Domain" and "Alien Race".

Mo Yan's expression changed slightly, but he remained silent.

He simply waved his hand, signaling the person to leave.

Then he squatted down again and stirred the pile of firewood to make it burn brighter.

Qin Wangchuan also sat down and put the meat aside.

Although the ingredients had been marinated on the way to the delivery, it wasn't quite time yet, and the flavor hadn't fully penetrated them; we still had to wait a little longer.

Chu Wujiu eagerly leaned over to look through it.

Zhao Lingyun and Yun Zexuan were still bickering.

Ji Wuchen closed his eyes to rest.

The firewood crackled and popped, sending wisps of smoke curling upwards.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Lingchuan, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke.

"Am I... useless today?"

He stared at the cluster of fire, his voice muffled.

The words were disjointed and seemingly random, yet everyone understood them.

Their movements all paused simultaneously.

The bickering stopped, and the hand that was flipping the meat was withdrawn.

No one responded.

I really don't know how to respond to that.

Chu Wujiu looked at Ji Wuchen, Ji Wuchen looked at Zhao Lingyun, and Zhao Lingyun looked at Yun Zexuan.

Yun Zexuan shook his head.

The group looked at each other, none of them able to respond to what was being said.

In the end, all those gazes inevitably fell upon Qin Wangchuan.

Qin Wangchuan placed the meat on the grill and slowly roasted it over the charcoal fire, the oil dripping into the charcoal and causing a small cluster of flames to rise.

Most people would offer a few words of comfort in this situation.

Saying things like "It's not your fault, it's all that woman's fault" is wrong.

But Qin Wangchuan didn't.

"It's utterly useless."

He didn't even look up, and answered decisively.

Ye Lingchuan froze, and the others around him were also stunned, not expecting him to respond like that.

"Everyone has their weaknesses, and there are always things they're not good at." Qin Wangchuan poked at the charcoal fire, his tone slow and deliberate. "Just like you can't expect Chu Wujiu to use talismans, or Zhao Lingyun to fight hand-to-hand."

"Just because they can't do it doesn't mean they're useless."

Chu Wujiu was called out by name and felt somewhat resentful.

He really wanted to say that using talismans wasn't entirely ineffective.

If you learn it, you'll eventually pick up a few tricks.

The words were on the tip of her tongue when she turned her gaze and met Zhao Lingyun's eyes.

That look clearly said: I'm actually not bad at hand-to-hand combat.

That's all.

The two exchanged a glance, but neither said a word.

Qin Wangchuan continued speaking.

"If you encounter a problem you can't overcome, there's nothing to be ashamed of if you ask us for help."

"The path of cultivation is long."

"You, me, and everyone else—everyone encounters difficulties at some point."

At this point, Qin Wangchuan suddenly looked up.

"If I encounter any difficulties in the future, I will ask you for help again."

He rarely smiled, but he did.

"Don't say I was useless then."

How could that be?

Ye Lingchuan almost instinctively replied.

As soon as the words left my mouth, the breath that had been stuck in my chest felt much lighter.

In fact, he had always wanted to die throughout his life.

Whether it was because he was too resilient or for some other reason, he not only didn't die, but also gained the approval of the Immortal Burial Coffin.

Even so, Ye Lingchuan never thought he would live much longer.

He knew very well what fate had befallen the owners of the coffins throughout history.

I'll inevitably follow in his footsteps sooner or later.

In the end, he still didn't die.

So he secretly made a wish for himself.

While we're still alive, let's see the different facets of this world; it'll make our lives worthwhile.

Later, he met Su Wanqing.

At that moment, he thought, "So there really are people in this world who like me."

Before I knew it, I was hooked.

Gradually, I forgot about my previous thoughts.

Looking back now.

That little thing he had forgotten about came back.

Ye Lingchuan looked around.

Whether Prodigy call them prodigies or monsters, no word is sufficient to describe these people before us.

But it was precisely these few people.

At this moment, they resemble a group of rustic villagers, squatting in this desolate forest, digging soil, chopping wood, and tending a fire.

He suddenly burst out laughing.

"I've realized we're really sick."

"Of course," Chu Wujiu replied quickly, "There's no one in this world more insane than me."

Ji Wuchen glanced at him sideways.

"Seriously? You want to be number one even in something like this?"

"Of course." Chu Wujiu puffed out his chest. "I am Chu Wujiu!"

With a burst of laughter, everyone joined in.

Ye Lingchuan witnessed this scene.

He thought he might have found it already.

The most unique charm in the world.