"Alone, I fought across three thousand miles; with one sword, I once held off a million troops!!"
Tsk, tsk~
Qin Sheng stood atop the mountain, savoring the poem Li Ping'an had written for him.
He imagined himself riding the wind in fury as mountains and rivers shattered, his three-foot sword like a dragon.
Armies of thousands swept home across the four seas, their momentum arcing like a rainbow.
Elegant. So damn elegant!
The weather was nice today, perfect for challenging Li Ping'an to a duel.
When he arrived at Heaven-Reaching Peak, Qin Sheng stepped on something.
He looked down. There were a dozen or so low-grade spirit stones.
Oh~
This was a good omen.
Qin Sheng nodded. He had just picked up the spirit stones.
With a sudden rush,
Li Ping'an, Qingfeng, Old Ox, and Run Tu all crowded around him.
"You found money! Treat us to a meal!!"
Li Ping'an said.
Qingfeng nodded like a chick pecking grain. "Exactly, exactly! Your treat, your treat!"
Old Ox and Run Tu chimed in.
Utterly bewildered, Qin Sheng had no choice but to take the whole family to the dining hall at Servant Peak.
Once they arrived, the two men, one ox, and one Chah acted as though they had never eaten before.
They dug in as if their lives depended on it.
The corners of Qin Sheng's mouth twitched. None of what they were eating was cheap.
Most of these foods contained spirit medicine and spirit herbs, replenishing the spiritual energy within the body or strengthening it.
Ordinary cultivators could hardly bear to eat them. At most, they would take a few Qi-Blood Pills or Spiritual Energy Pills.
The meal lasted a full four hours.
By the end, Qin Sheng had bled heavily, paying over a hundred spirit stones.
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