Wang Baole: I Don't Like Spirit Stones

"Wow... what a fast knife!"

The middle-aged man's eyes shone with disbelief. He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and then he lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Quiet!

The surroundings fell silent instantly.

Wang Baole was surprised that he had dealt with a Late Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator so easily, and muttered to himself:

"I thought you were some kind of strongman. You have the nerve to come out and try to rob people with this little skill?"

He spoke in a low voice, but in the quiet atmosphere, everyone present could hear him clearly.

The blue-haired man roared, "Attack together! Kill this brat and avenge Third Brother!"

Upon hearing this, the remaining five eagles instantly drew their weapons and attacked Wang Baole.

"Good timing!"

Wang Baole was bursting with confidence at this moment, and charged towards the crowd with a machete in hand.

In an instant, swords flashed and shadows clashed on the Little Cold Lake.

Wherever the swords and spears clashed, devastation followed.

The crackling explosions startled nearby animals and birds, causing them to scatter in all directions.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

There was no one left standing around Wang Baole. He walked to the body of the blue-haired man, carrying a machete, cut off the man's sleeve, and then wiped the machete clean.

Then they searched the storage bags on the waists and the bodies of these guys.

He weighed the pile of storage bags in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips, "Second Senior Brother was right after all. After killing the enemy, you have to loot the corpses, otherwise it's all meaningless."

Wang Baole didn't rush to check the storage bags, but instead walked into the woods, where he soon saw a Snowflake Deer that was tied with a rope.

The Snowflake Deer Snowflake Deer had injuries to varying degrees on all four limbs, indicating that it was captured alive by those guys earlier.

Having already made a small profit from the previous round, I'll keep this Snowflake Deer for now and eat it when we run out of food.

No sooner had Wang Baole left than a man and a woman appeared behind him.

Both were dressed in fine silk robes. The man was over seventy years old with white hair, but his ruddy complexion gave him a vigorous and energetic appearance.

The woman was beautiful, and her every move exuded a noble air.

As she watched Wang Baole's retreating figure, she murmured, "The Dao-Seeking Academy truly lives up to its reputation as a sacred place; even in a perilous place like the Mist Marsh, we can find such a talent."

The old man said respectfully, "Ninth Princess, could it be that you have taken a liking to this young man's skills?"

The Ninth Princess nodded slightly. "That's right. This time, I joined the Dao-Seeking Academy not only to cultivate and become stronger, but also to recruit a group of heroes."

This young man is only at the Early Dao Foundation, and his clothing and weapons are quite ordinary. He must be a talented individual who intends to enter the Dao-Seeking Academy, but the Dao-Seeking Academy's enrollment period has not yet begun, so he is waiting here.

If I recruit him now, I can save myself a lot of trouble later.

The old man stroked his beard. "Would the Ninth Princess like to examine this boy's character?"

"Can."

After the Ninth Princess finished speaking, the two of them caught up with Wang Baole.

Wang Baole was unaware that he had been chosen by someone. Although the battle just ended quickly, he had gained a lot from it, and it was time for him to settle down and cultivate.

He found a cave, spent some time breaking the seals on the seven people's storage bags, and then checked their belongings one by one.

His eyes lit up when he saw that there was a lot of monster meat in the seven people's storage bags.

"These guys are really kind. They know it's my first time out on a training expedition and I lack hunting experience, so they gave me so much monster meat."

Wang Baole muttered to himself as he selected some of the better-quality monster meat to cook.

The old man and the young man who had been secretly following Wang Baole were stunned by what they saw.

They never expected that this Little Fatty would find such a secluded place just to cook a meal.

The old man began to doubt the Ninth Princess's judgment; what respectable cultivator would start cooking right after killing someone?

The Ninth Princess also fell into deep self-doubt.

However, their doubts quickly vanished. Looking at Wang Baole's cooking techniques, they both exclaimed in unison:

"This kid is actually a culinary expert."

The Ninth Princess was becoming increasingly curious about this future subordinate.

She firmly believed that, given her status as a princess of the imperial dynasty, recruiting a cultivator from an ordinary background would be a piece of cake.

Time passed by, minute by minute.

Soon, the Ninth Princess and the old man smelled an incredibly tempting aroma.

"This kid's got some skills."

The old man couldn't help but mutter something to himself.

The Ninth Princess smiled and said, "Elder Zhao, if you want to eat that boy's cooking, just say so. I won't laugh at you."

Elder Zhao said with a smile, "Please forgive my rudeness, Princess. Please, take a seat."

The Ninth Princess was satisfied with Elder Zhao's explanation, and she slowly walked towards the cave where Wang Baole was.

When Wang Baole saw someone approaching, he instinctively drew the machete from his back.

Seeing this, Old Elder Zhao smiled and said, "Young man, don't panic. My young lady and I were training in the Mist Marsh when we smelled the aroma of this delicacy, so we came over to investigate."

I didn't mean to disturb your fun, young man. Please forgive me.

As the saying goes: You can't hit a smiling face.

Wang Baole could tell that the other party meant no harm. He simply placed the wood-chopping knife beside him and said calmly, "I see. Please, do as you please."

Neither Old Master Elder Zhao nor the Ninth Princess found anything amiss upon hearing this, since they were complete strangers.

"Young man, I can see that your culinary skills are extraordinary. You must have studied under a famous master, right?" Elder Zhao took the initiative to start a conversation.

Wang Baole looked at the old man in front of him with some surprise and said, "Not bad, you have a good eye."

Elder Zhao continued, "Young brother, you've prepared a delicious feast. My young lady and I are both hungry and would like to buy some food from you using spirit stones. Would you be willing to part with some for us?"

Wang Baole refused without hesitation. "This dish isn't for sale. I don't like spirit stones."

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The Ninth Princess looked utterly bewildered. Was there anyone in this world who didn't like spirit stones?

Elder Zhao smiled and said, "Oh, then what would you like to exchange for, young man?"

"Food."

Wang Baole blurted it out.

"OK."

The storage ring in Elder Zhao's hand glowed slightly, and then a piece of fresh monster meat weighing several dozen kilograms appeared in his hand.

"This is the flesh of a spirit snake at the True Fate Realm. How about I trade it for this pot of meat?"

Wang Baole shook his head. "No, I, Wang Baole, never take advantage of others."

Looking into Wang Baole's sincere eyes, Elder Zhao thought to himself: This lad remains unmoved in the face of temptation; he seems to be an upright person.

He stroked his beard. "You make a good point, but I have another suggestion; you might want to consider it."

"Speaking."

Although Wang Baole was somewhat wary, he still decided to listen to what the other party had to say.

Elder Zhao said, "This meal is on you, treating me and my young lady. We'll return the favor with another meal tonight, but you'll be cooking it yourself. How about that?"