As long as the system can afford it, we will do 996 to the end

"Have you heard? I just heard from two mortals that a strange person appeared!"

"I know, I know! It's at the foot of the Wanjian Sect's mountain, right?"

"I've heard about it, too. I heard that the man was carrying a magical tool called a tricycle, and was selling food at the foot of the mountain to earn spirit stones."

"Food? What's so special about it? We are all cultivators. After we build our foundation, we don't need to eat.

This person should go to those towns and sell food to ordinary people."

"Not to mention that we cultivators don't eat grains. Even if we do, that person shouldn't go to the Wanjian Sect to sell them."

"Yes, the Wanjian Sect is famous for being extremely poor!"

“I’m quite interested in the magical device called the tricycle. I heard that it can be moved without spiritual power.

The speed is even faster than that of cultivators at our level flying with swords!"

"Oh? There is such a magic weapon? It doesn't require spiritual power, but requires spiritual stones?"

"No, no, no, none of that is necessary! I heard that it's okay to just absorb the sunlight!"

"Wow! What kind of magic weapon is this? So magical?"

"What kind of offensive capabilities does this magic weapon have? And who made it?"

"I don't know. I also heard it from the mortals near the Wanjian Sect."

"It just so happens that our master sent us down the mountain to train. The Wanjian Sect is also close to us. Are they not as good as us?"

"I think it works!"

Several people wearing green robes were discussing, and then they took out their flying swords and quickly headed towards the direction of the Wanjian Sect.

……

At the foot of the Wanjian Sect Mountain——

"Friend Lu, what delicious food did you make today?"

"Today it's cold pot skewers and tiramisu cake."

In front of an off-white tricycle, a young man in a narrow-sleeved shirt looked at the person in the tricycle with sparkling eyes.

"What's that new thing? It sounds delicious!"

The young man's name is Zhao Qingyi, and he is a disciple of the Wanjian Sect.

A few days ago, I went down the mountain with my seniors for training, and at the foot of the mountain we encountered a tricycle, something we had never seen before.

Out of curiosity, I went closer and opened the door to a new world.

Those senior brothers and sisters should have firmly pulled him away.

But after eating the food sold here, they all changed their minds.

However, the senior brothers and sisters are really poor, and they are now carrying swords and earning extra money in the mountains and forests.

There was only Zhao Qingyi, because he had just joined the Wanjian Sect not long ago.

He has a wealthy family, so he can eat as much as he wants while sitting on his tricycle.

This off-white tricycle naturally belongs to Lu Wei.

After visiting several worlds and gaining the ability to protect herself, she stepped into the world of cultivating immortals.

After eating twice some of the dishes that are said to be of the best quality in the world of immortal cultivation.

As soon as Lu Wei made the decision, she picked a Feng Shui-good location and started doing her old business.

It’s not that Lu Wei likes setting up stalls, it’s just that the food here is too bad.

Most of them are spiritual herbs boiled in water, or roasted spiritual beast meat.

In mortal towns, in ancient times when seasonings were not available, everything was cooked in simple ways.

Lu Wei said that it was such a waste of resources!

The ingredients here are of extremely high quality, but the food made from them is not as good as any other world I have been to before.

Lu Wei was so moved that she wanted to shed tears of sympathy for the people here. They had never eaten any delicious food in their entire lives.

Lu Wei started selling food as she had just arrived at the place and was short of money.

Fortunately, I got an extra-large space button in the previous lottery.

Lu Wei prepared for a rainy day and placed a lot of ingredients in it.

Now I can make things without restraint. The tiramisu sold today is made with the ingredients in the space button.

"One tiramisu costs 20 low-grade spirit stones, a cold pot skewer of vegetarian dishes costs 1 low-grade spirit stone per string, and a meat dish costs 2 low-grade spirit stones per string."

Lu Wei told Zhao Qingyi the price, which was even higher than what she had charged when she set up a stall on Blue Star.

Why not set up a stall in the town? Of course, the money of mortals is of little use to Lu Wei.

There was nothing else she could use except food and lodging, so there was no point in her taking the extra.

But the spirit stone is different. She can use it, and it might come in handy in other worlds.

To put it bluntly, spirit stones are just energy stones.

"So cheap? Give me two of those misos, and 10 skewers of both meat and vegetable cold pot!"

Zhao Qingyi waved his hand and spent 50 low-grade spirit stones.

The total assets of his senior brothers and sisters only added up to 27 low-grade spirit stones.

If some of his senior brothers and sisters were here, they would definitely want to kill him after hearing him say it was a bargain.

"Okay, pick out which skewers you want."

Lu Wei handed over a printed picture with 20 kinds of meat and vegetable skewers on it.

Zhao Qingyi took the thing and looked at it again and again.

Although he had seen this thing called a menu several times, it still seemed novel to him.

All the items on this menu are exactly the same as what Brother Lu brought out.

I heard that the images were captured by a magical instrument called a camera, and then printed out by a magical instrument called a printer.

Fellow Daoist Lu’s magic weapon is as mysterious as she is. He has never heard of it before.

Zhao Qingyi was thinking about something in his mind, but his hands were not slow in selecting the skewers.

"I want this, this, and this..."

After a while, Zhao Qingyi got a long paper cup and a box of small square boxes.

"This thing is really cold? I thought the only cold things were those nasty dry food and cakes."

Zhao Qingyi sat on the ground next to Lu Wei's tricycle, picked up a skewer of chicken and started eating.

As soon as he got it, he found that the cold pot skewers were delicious.

He didn't even have time to open the box and see what Misu looked like.

"fragrant!"

Zhao Qingyi sighed that the skewer of meat was smooth, tender, fresh and fragrant, and also, hey, spicy.

Compared to the hot foods I ate in the past few days, it seems to be more palatable.

Zhao Qingyi thought back to the time two days ago when he was so spicy that he jumped up and down.

Today's cold pot skewers are not that exciting.

It seems that eating it cold does have its own flavor.

After eating several dishes in a row, Zhao Qingyi finally remembered that there was something he hadn't tasted yet.

Opening the square box, Zhao Qingyi saw something whose color did not look very friendly.

Lu Wei made the classic tiramisu, which made Zhao Qingyi feel unfriendly.

It is the layer of cocoa powder on top. This color is indeed not appetizing for those cultivators who have never been exposed to modern desserts.

But the color issue is nothing compared to the sweet aroma of tiramisu.

Zhao Qingyi hesitated for only two seconds before scooping up a spoonful and putting it into his mouth.

"Well!"

Zhao Qingyi was shocked.

What kind of divine delicacy is this Misu!!!

Sweet and smooth, soft yet textured.

There seems to be some bitterness in the sweetness, but this bitterness is mixed with fragrance.

After eating this, I felt relieved.

Zhao Qingyi took a few big bites and decided! This Misu was his favorite thing!

"Friend Lu, please give me 5 more, oh no, 10 tiramisu!"

After Zhao Qingyi finished eating what he had in his hand, he looked up at the magical tool called the blackboard.

I wrote down the name of the tiramisu and ordered 10.

After saying that, Zhao Qingyi took out two spirit stones from his body that looked similar to the low-grade spirit stones just now, but were much purer.

These two pieces are medium-grade spirit stones. One medium-grade spirit stone is equivalent to 100 low-grade spirit stones.

Zhao Qingyi enjoyed eating the tiramisu and skewers in one bite.

It was not until he had eaten 100 skewers of food and 3 tiramisu that his seniors came back.

"Zhao Qingyi, you seem to be eating comfortably."

The leader of the group, senior sister Zeng Zhushu, looked at Zhao Qingyi lying on the side basking in the sun, and suddenly felt her hands itchy.

"Senior Sister Zeng, you guys are back! Do you have enough money? Go try today's new product, it's really delicious!"

Zhao Qingyi sensed a hint of murderous intent, shuddered, and stood up.

"You didn't eat another medium-grade spirit stone, did you?"

Zeng Zhushu looked at Zhao Qingyi's round belly and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

When she took the others out to earn spirit stones, she had instructed this youngest junior brother.

Tell him not to lose control once he eats, and save some spirit stones so that he can use them to get his natal sword later.

"Hey, how can that be possible! Senior Sister Zeng, come and have a look, the new dishes are really delicious!"

Zhao Qingyi smiled pretending to be stupid.

He was a little overwhelmed and couldn't stop the car just now.

But he actually still has a lot of spirit stones, so he can really be a little willful.

He also said this to Senior Sister Zeng, but he couldn't stop her from nagging.

He might as well just use it secretly and not let Senior Sister Zeng know.

"You..."

Zeng Zhushu could see that this junior fellow was feeling guilty.

"Big sister! Come quickly, this tiramisu is so delicious!"

The people who were already buying food over there shouted.

His eyes were sparkling, full of love for tiramisu.

"coming."

Zeng Zhushu responded, glanced at Zhao Qingyi, and didn't say anything else to him.

Turning around and joining the food battlefield, a dozen people exclaimed from time to time.

"This is it!"

Just when they were enjoying their meal, someone arrived on a sword.

"Who is coming!"

Zeng Zhushu, who was immersed in the delicious food, stopped laughing and looked at the people who suddenly appeared with a slightly wary look.

"Hello, Mr. Zeng. My name is Fang Jingxuan and I am from Qingfeng Pavilion."

The leading man was wearing a green gown and had a friendly look on his face. When he talked about Qingfeng Pavilion, there was a hint of pride in his voice.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Fang from Qingfeng Pavilion. I wonder why Fellow Daoist Fang suddenly came?"

Zeng Zhushu's expression relaxed a little, as Qingfeng Pavilion and their Wanjian Sect were on good terms.

These people are not here to cause trouble.

"We heard that a fellow Taoist who sells food for a living appeared at the foot of the Wanjian Sect mountain. Out of curiosity, we decided to come and take a look."

Fang Jingxuan bowed.

"So it's because of Fellow Daoist Lu."

Zeng Zhushu knew their goal and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Wei, who was watching the show, was confused.

She thought that the two groups of people were going to fight!

She has been in the world of immortal cultivation for 4 days and has never seen two groups of cultivators fighting.

"Hello, Mr. Lu. I am Fang Jingxuan, the last disciple of Taoist Master Daoxu of Qingfeng Pavilion.

I wonder which sect or school Fellow Daoist Lu belongs to, and who is his master?"

Fang Jingxuan walked up to Lu Wei's tricycle and introduced himself.

Feeling the unique temperature of this place, he raised his eyebrows.

"No sect or school, just a casual cultivator."

"I wonder where Fellow Daoist Lu's magic weapon came from?"