"Old dad!"
"What is it?"
"I want to eat meat!" The child wore patched-up linen clothes, his face was grimy, and he washed himself carelessly in the pond. As for that messy hair, it had never been tended to.
There was no need to say who this was. Naturally, it was Qian Wuhen, whom Chen Xun had raised roughly. The two had depended on each other all this time, and Qian Wuhen had been raised fairly well—at the very least, he had survived and grown up...
"What?!" Chen Xun shouted and turned his head, speaking in disbelief. "With our family's circumstances, you want meat? Earn spirit stones and buy it for your old dad..."
"Old dad, w-we can go hunting." Qian Wuhen rubbed his hands together and smiled sheepishly, his smile incomparably pure. "Didn't you teach me how to make traps?"
"This is an immortal's dojo. We're just here to farm for immortals, not to hunt. Those ferocious beasts could slap your old dad to death with one paw."
Chen Xun curled his lip and shook his head, waving his hands again and again. "We men, if we want something, must earn it through our own skills. When we go down the mountain to the mortal world of the Qian Kingdom, we'll naturally be able to buy meat."
Wanting to eat meat in the Five Elements Sect was absolutely impossible. The spirit beasts and ferocious beasts here were all family, and Chen Xun could not bear to part with them.
Qian Wuhen nodded as though he understood, not knowing what going down the mountain meant, nor understanding the Qian Kingdom or the mortal world. He merely asked, "Old dad, then how can we earn spirit stones to buy meat?"
"Hehe, your old dad has mastered the One Hundred and Eight