It's night, Wukong's clone made a lot of delicious food.
Part of it was left by the lake for Xiao Wu, Xiao Rou, Cai Lin, and Fourth Sister to eat.
Part of it was sent to Lake-Bottom Anomalous Space for Golden Lion and Ferocious Beast to eat.
Wukong himself runs at the bottom of the lake and along the lakeside.
After all, Ferocious Beast and his gang would not eat at the same table as Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
If both parties really want to sit together, neither of them will feel comfortable.
So this drudgery can only fall on Wukong.
He was toasting here and drinking with him there, which really made him very tired.
Naturally, this kind of banquet involving human exchanges cannot be handled with clones.
Otherwise, it will appear too careless and disrespectful.
But after going back and forth to toast and drink, even though Wukong has a strong physique, he ended up getting a little drunk.
Especially the high-alcohol liquor he improved, it feels like a knife when it touches the lips, and it feels like fire when it enters the throat.
But in this rare moment of joy, Wukong did not choose to take the initiative to eliminate the alcohol.
If you don't get drunk after a thousand drinks, you will lose the joy of drinking.
The banquet lasted until late at night.
Wukong finally found an opening and escaped from the crowd of Scarlet King and other beasts trying to persuade him to drink.
He walked to the lakeside in vain steps, and sat down on the soft grass. His head was buzzing like a nest of wasps, and his limbs were so heavy that it was difficult to even lift his fingers.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fourth Sister and Wukong, who were already drunk to death, grinning, but still did not forget to laugh, "Hey, this Fourth Sister is so stupid. How much did he drink just now, and he fell down..."
"Wukong, how are you? Do you want to drink some water?"
Rou came over with a wooden bowl. There were also two blushes on her cheeks. Although she didn't drink much, her drinking capacity was obviously quite shallow. At this moment, there was a bit of confusion and inextricable tenderness in her beautiful eyes.
"Thanks, Rou."
Wukong took the wooden bowl unceremoniously, raised his neck and "gu dong dong", he drank a big mouthful of clear water.
The cold water entered his throat and suppressed the odor of alcohol a little. He pulled Xiao Rou's sleeve and murmured, "Sister, listen to me, listen to me..."
"Sister, listen."
Xiao Rou sat down next to him obediently, looking at the half-grown boy with crooked eyebrows.
"Hey, why are there so many Rou? Sister, can you also do clones?"
Wukong struggled to open his eyes, but saw several Rou in front of him. He had to grab Rou's shoulders with both hands, and shook his head and said, "Hey, I caught it, this is me!"
"Hie'er...Rou, Old Sun is doing well now. When you come, sister, Old Sun will take you to delicious food and drink, and ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing... Hie'er..."
Listening to these caring words, Rou felt warm in his heart.
Ever since her husband died, she had raised Xiao Wu alone, and had been alone in human society for more than ten years. It had been too long, too long, and she had not been cared for and cared about in such a straightforward way.
"Okay, Wukong, then my sister will rely on you in the future, please..."
She responded softly, with a hint of dependence in her tone that even she herself was unaware of.
"Haha--I feel so dizzy."
Wukong rubbed his temples and complained angrily, "Scarlet King That bastard, relying on his high cultivation level, forced me to drink a lot of wine. Wait for me next time, next time..."
"Just take a nap if you feel dizzy."
Xiao Rou moved his body, gently took Wukong's head and placed it on his legs. Then he patted Wukong's back while humming the soothing tunes he used to put Xiao Wu to sleep.
Wukong muttered a few more words indistinctly, and finally fell asleep under this gentle comfort.
The next morning.
Wukong slowly opened his eyes, and what came into his eyes was the peaceful sleeping face of Xiao Rou.
Only then did he realize that he had slept on Rou's legs all night, and Xiao Rou also fell asleep leaning on him because he maintained this position.
Wukong stood up very lightly, carefully laid Xiao Rou flat on the grass, and took a thick coat to cover her so that she could sleep more comfortably.
After doing this, he stood up and rubbed his temples, which were still swollen, as the fragmented memories of last night gradually came back to him.
"Hey, I have a terrible headache. I will never drink so much again..."
He looked around and saw that Fourth Sister's figure had long disappeared. That guy drank the least, got drunk the fastest, and naturally woke up the earliest. He was probably afraid that Wukong would wake up and laugh at her about what happened last night, so he simply slipped back to the territory without saying hello.
Not far away, Xiao Wu was sleeping holding a carrot pillow, with glistening drool hanging from the corner of his mouth, muttering something in his sleep.
Da Ming and Er Ming were lying on their backs on the edge of the forest, their loud snores coming and going, frightening the surrounding birds away from them.
Wukong walked to the lake, washed himself with lake water, and then nibbled on a few pieces of cold barbecue left over from last night for a simple breakfast.
After eating and drinking, he began to plan his next arrangements.
Currently, his Fortune level is level thirty-six, and Soul Power Level is level thirty-one.
There is still a buffer space between the two, so there is no need to worry about cultivation bottlenecks in a short period of time.
So, Wukong came to the space at the bottom of the lake again and used Sky Dream Origin to assist him in his cultivation.
As for the task of playing with Golden Lion, he skillfully handed it over to several clones.
Although Sky Dream Origin cannot allow people to cross several levels in an instant like Immortal Herb, it is still a rare spiritual treasure and can be absorbed a hundred times more smoothly than the vitality of heaven and earth.
What's even better is that in order to please Wukong, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm hopes that he will use more energy, and every time he supplies Origin essence that is purified to the extreme.
Under such unreserved "feeding", Wukong's cultivation speed was like riding on a rocket.
In addition to practicing, Wukong has not forgotten things like exercising the body, concentrating Fortune, pondering Soul Skill, etc.
Even though it was during the Chinese New Year, he was as diligent and hardworking as ever and did not dare to slack off at all.
At most, I occasionally have a meal, drink, play cards, etc. with everyone, and my life is quite satisfying.
Time flies by.
Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.
Wukong's Soul Power Level successfully broke through to Level 32.
It took only ten days to cross the first level. Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, there is no other company with such terrifying cultivation speed.
Of course, most of this credit must be attributed to the unique treasure land of Lake of Life and the assistance of Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.
However, compared to Soul Power, which is making great progress, Fortune's rise appears to be extremely slow.
Wukong secretly estimated that at the current absorption rate, it would take at least half a month for Fortune to barely reach the threshold of level thirty-seven.
At this time, Xiao Rou had been staying in Star Dou Great Forest for more than ten days, and it was time to set off and return.
After all, she doesn't possess Truth-Breaking Golden Eyes like Wukong, and can absorb Fortune regardless of distance.
She must live in human society and rely on the popularity around her to maintain her human Fortune, otherwise her progress will be completely stuck.