nownovels Chapter 138 Condensation Realm? Too far away.
Chapter 138 Condensation Realm? Too far away.
Wang Yan politely asked Du Long, "Uncle-Master, would you like to go first?"
Duron stared curiously at the plate of potato chips, but calmly said, "Your new creation, you try the first slice."
Wang Yan no longer hesitated, picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and took a bite.
It's crunchy.
It has the sweet and sour taste of tomatoes and a little salt.
Classic tomato-flavored potato chips, fresh out of the oven!
"I'm such a genius!" A flood of modern memories suddenly rushed into Wang Yan's mind, so familiar that it brought tears to his eyes and filled him with an indescribable feeling.
My first love in college loved eating potato chips!
Those days of eating potato chips together were so sweet.
Unfortunately, we can't go back for now!
He smiled wistfully, then, ignoring the strange look in Dulong's eyes, magnanimously gestured to Dulong and Yuan Yizheng: "Come, come, have a taste!"
Seeing him eating with gusto, Dulong, no longer holding back, picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and chewed it. Suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise.
Seeing this, Yuan Yizheng carefully took a piece, tasted it, and looked at Wang Yan in surprise: "A very unique flavor!"
Wang Yan smiled and nodded, dividing the remaining potato slices on the plate into three portions, one for each person. He then took out a blank talisman paper, rolled it into an ice cream cone shape, and placed his portion inside. "Come on, Uncle-Master, shall we go out for a stroll again?"
"Fine!" Duron snatched the potato chip roll from his hand: "Give me this one."
I knew he'd try to steal it!
Wang Yan made two more copies, one for Yuan Yizheng and one for himself. After Du Long bid farewell to Yuan Yizheng, he followed him out of the theater.
Then Dulong sent a divine message: "You're so obviously using divine runes to make snacks, aren't you afraid people will suspect you're Wang Yan?"
Wang Yan was quite surprised: "I'm not that famous, am I?"
"The Zhu family will definitely be suspicious. This Yuan Yizhengyao will most likely also suspect that you are a core member of our sect," Du Long joked. "Believe it or not, he will test you during the Divine Script Meeting."
"Whatever!" Wang Yan laughed. "I'm not afraid of combining divine runes!"
"You're confident!" Duron laughed. "But try not to admit it."
"Alright!" Wang Yan understood. "I'm too young; I'm afraid I'll be kidnapped by the enemy sect!"
"Don't provoke me, your martial uncle!"
"Hehe, my master bestowed upon me a magic weapon, I'm not afraid!"
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In the late afternoon hours of Jiangling City, the streets are filled with late-night food stalls and handicraft stalls.
Wang Yan followed Du Long, smelling the aromas along the way, and saw that there were quite a few people in front of the sugar figurine stall, the cold noodle stall, and the wonton stall.
Food is the most important thing for people. Since this world does not restrict childbirth, those who cannot open their sea of consciousness, or whose sea of consciousness is too low, can only be low-level beasts of burden in the mortal world.
"The higher-ups of the Cloud Cauldron Sect still have a shred of humanity. They are ruthless towards the mystical beasts, but they still show some compassion towards ordinary people."
"The rulers here aren't too harsh, so the people still have a way to survive and some extra money to spend at night. Just looking at Jiangling City, who would know that there are those ferocious mystical beasts lurking in the mountains surrounding it?"
While secretly sighing, Wang Yan ate the crispy potato chips in his hand and asked Dulong beside him.
"Uncle-Master, besides watching plays and exchanging literary ideas, don't city dwellers have any other fun things to do?"
Du Long looked at him in surprise, took a few steps, and then sent a divine sense message: "In the past, Jiangling City has had its outer defenses breached by third-tier Xuan Beasts and a large number of second-tier Xuan Beasts hundreds of times, resulting in the deaths and injuries of hundreds of thousands of people in the surrounding villages."
Wang Yan felt a chill run down his spine.
Even before liberation, during the warlord era, a city with millions of people would not lose hundreds of thousands of lives in a single battle.
"Therefore," Du Long continued, sending a divine sense message, "every month, our Yunding Sect sends Xuanpo Realm disciples to lead the miscellaneous labor camp to kill these low-level Xuan beasts within a thousand miles of our garrison in each state, ensuring the safety of the people in and outside the city."
"No one wants to be injured or die in battle, so the only way is to cultivate diligently. Basically, disciples from wealthy families with good aptitude all enter sects to cultivate arduously in order to grow quickly and protect their families."
"Only those with low or no qualifications at the town level or below are allowed to come out, make friends, expand their social circle, intermarry, and have more children to see if they can produce offspring with good qualifications."
"Therefore, we put far less thought into food than into elixirs, cultivation, and weapons."
"Of course, one cannot always be focused on cultivation in life; one also needs some variety. Our Divine Writing Peak is relatively free. As long as you have outstanding achievements, no matter what kind of divine writing you come up with, your master will not say anything to you."
"You've come up with so many useful divine inscriptions before, so now you can occasionally indulge your love of food. Your master will naturally support you."
"However, potatoes are just ordinary worldly food. If you have time, you can think more about how to use divine runes to utilize the meat and bones of those mystical beasts to make some more delicious and easier-to-absorb food."
Wang Yan immediately shook his head: "Uncle-Master, I have no interest in being a chef. I only made this on a whim."
"That's right!" Du Long praised him, sending a divine message: "Our Shenwen Peak has its own skilled chefs. When you get back, just have them prepare whatever you want to eat."
"Wang Yan, the reason why our master asked you to come with me to make purchases this time is because he knows you come from a poor background and have limited experience. He wanted to broaden your horizons and let you learn more about the lives of wealthy families and ordinary people. Between Mo Jingqing and you, he chose to protect you, support you, and buy you time, all so that you could grow up quickly."
"But your master's time is limited, and he can't protect you forever. You should think more about how to quickly break through to the Condensation Realm."
Wang Yan stopped in surprise, looking at Du Long with a wry smile, and sent a divine message to him.
"Uncle-Master, are you mistaken? I just broke through to the Profound Breakthrough Realm two days ago. Shouldn't I be consolidating my strength now? The Condensation Realm is still decades away!"
"I wasn't wrong!" Dulong also slowed down and looked back at him sadly. In the night, the light from the lanterns under the eaves of the shop vaguely illuminated his masculine face, making him look slightly frowning and with deep worry in his eyes.
"Wang Yan, are you aware that our sect lost half of its high-end combat power at Flying Eagle Mountain this time, and we urgently need young disciples to fill the gaps."
"Currently, there are only a little over 200 disciples in the Profound Breakthrough Realm within the sect, and fewer than 10 of them have the potential to break through to the Condensation Realm within two years. Strictly speaking, now, no matter which second-tier sect we face head-on, we will only lose or be wiped out. Therefore, the pressure on our Grandmaster is immense!"
Wang Yan was taken aback. He first cautiously looked around to make sure that there were no highly skilled cultivators nearby besides Du Long, before carefully sending out his divine sense: "So few disciples have been able to break through to the Condensation Realm in the past two years?"
Du Long's expression was solemn: "Originally, there were quite a few potential disciples who were close to the peak of the Profound Breaking Realm, but unfortunately, they were all killed in the battle of Flying Eagle Mountain by the two sects' vicious schemes! Otherwise, our peak master wouldn't have been forced into seclusion by our sect leader, and your new Divine Script of Condensed Paper wouldn't have been forcibly promoted for free."
"We have the help of disciples from Baicaofeng to accelerate the growth of plants and medicinal herbs, but we cannot accelerate the cultivation of animals."