Everyone immediately dropped the subject and concentrated on wolfing down the street food, like a pack of reincarnated hungry ghosts.
Shui Huo'er, Lin Qinqin, Tao Yang, and the others had never eaten at street stalls before. They had always assumed the food would be bad, only to discover that it was actually delicious.
Its color, aroma, and flavor surpassed even restaurant fare, and the portions were generous too. They simply could not stop eating, shoveling it down without pause, much to the stall owner's delight.
The only downside was a slight discomfort in their stomachs, but that hardly mattered. As long as the food had not been drugged, they could easily suppress it without any trouble!
Ying Ming Hao and the others ate for over an hour, devouring everything the stall owner had stocked. Only then did they contentedly pick the scraps from their teeth with toothpicks, watching the assorted passersby and appraising their legs and chests!
They were especially astonished when they spotted a group of warriors dressed in peculiar clothing and behaving in unusual ways!
But old ginger was still the hottest. With his extensive knowledge, Fatty Zhang recognized them at a glance: these warriors in samurai attire and kimonos, wearing wooden clogs and sporting goatees, belonged to a lineage of demonic cultivators from the distant North Sea Continent.
Rumor had it that the North Sea Continent echoed the South Sea Continent far to the south. One in the north and one in the south, they were like two brilliant pearls set in the boundless ocean.
Between them lay one of the mysterious Overseas Immortal Isles, separating them like a natural barrier.
This vast region lay far from the Central Earth Continent, existing in isolation like an immortal paradise beyond the mortal world.
Although the entire North