Wen Xu knew himself very well. If not for this experience in the Cultivation Realm, without the care of his sect and friends, then even if he had ultimately avenged himself through his own schemes, he perhaps would not have felt much joy or satisfaction.
He might have become another loathsome person, feeding on hatred, filthy from head to toe. In the end, he would have achieved his wish, yet it would not have been the shore he truly wished to reach.
"That's wonderful, Wen Xu-Xu! Congratulations! You're amazing!"
Chen Zui could naturally see Wen Xu's change as well. He had always been the most sensitive to such things. "Congratulations."
Chen Hezhi looked at the young man whose entire bearing had settled into calmness and offered his congratulations as well. "Congratulations."
"...I'll treat you to the fried cakes I used to love most."
Though cultivators had already achieved Grain Avoidance, eating once in a while did no harm. This fried-cake stall was extremely famous in Lushui County. When Wen Xu had been a grubby little beggar as a child, every time he passed the stall and caught that enticing fragrance, he had desperately wanted to know what sort of heavenly taste it could be. Later, the old scholar had bought some for him, and they truly had tasted exquisite. Perhaps seeing how much he liked them, the old scholar would have his bookboy buy him fried cakes after every examination.
"Great, great! Where is it? How come I haven't seen it?"
"The stall is set up outside Pure Altar Temple. Their fried cakes have vegetarian fillings, and in the past, they didn't come out to sell every day."
Today, however, fortune was on their side. The fried-cake stall was still set up at the foot of the mountain. Wen Xu