Chapter 29: Is this gourmet food? No, this is cheating

"Huff, huff, huff..."

Inside the gourmet shop, after tasting the watermelon juice, Zhang Sanfeng’s breathing grew a bit ragged.

Lifespan—this watermelon juice actually increased one's lifespan!

One cup of watermelon juice, three years of life!

For Song Yuanqiao, this might not be much.

But for a centenarian like Zhang Sanfeng, it was priceless!

With a cultivation base at Zhang Sanfeng’s level, even if he added another hundred years of internal energy, he might not necessarily live to be two hundred!

Yet this watermelon juice could grant him longevity!

Zhang Sanfeng, who had always been non-contentious, looked at the Shaolin bald donkeys at this moment with a gaze that had turned sharp.

Two Shaolin juniors actually had no sense of martial virtue!

Bullying a centenarian like him!

If this weren't the Immortal's territory, he, Zhang Sanfeng, would definitely make these two juniors understand what it means to respect the old and cherish the young!

"Master, calm down, calm down!"

Song Yuanqiao, standing to the side, saw Zhang Sanfeng on the verge of blowing his beard and staring in anger, and he couldn't help but grow anxious.

They had actually missed out on something that could increase lifespan.

That was three years of life!

To add three years of life to his Master, he felt it would be worth it even for ten thousand taels of gold, let alone a mere three thousand!

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sit down.

He could not use force here; since the Shaolin bald donkeys had gotten there first, he had no choice but to swallow his anger.

However, this debt would still have to be settled!

"Yuanqiao, go back and gather your fellow disciples; we are going to Shaolin!"

Thinking about how he had lived for a hundred years, Zhang Sanfeng still couldn't let it go.

He had been in the Wu Lin for so long.

To be robbed twice by Shaolin bald donkeys—anyone would find that unbearable.

If he couldn't beat these two bald donkeys, couldn't Zhang Sanfeng beat the Shaolin bald donkeys in his own world?

They were all bald donkeys anyway; beating anyone would vent his frustration!

"Master, this!"

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng in such a fit of rage that he actually wanted to settle it offline, Song Yuanqiao was at a loss for words.

After all, he was his Master; could Song Yuanqiao refuse?

But with Zhang Sanfeng’s hundredth birthday approaching, going to Shaolin for an offline PK now seemed like the wrong time.

Song Yuanqiao prepared to say a few words, but seeing Zhang Sanfeng looking at him in a rage, he could only sigh.

"Yes, Master!"

Nodding in agreement, Song Yuanqiao could only silently sympathize with those bald donkeys at Shaolin Temple.

If they wanted to blame someone, they should blame those two bald donkeys for having no martial virtue!

Yue Buqun, who had been silently pricking up his ears on the side, became excited upon hearing that Zhang Sanfeng actually wanted to settle it offline.

Was a fight about to start?

Could he prepare some peanuts, melon seeds, and mineral water to watch the show?

The only pity was that they all came from different worlds.

Even if Zhang Sanfeng wanted to fight Shaolin, he could only fight the Shaolin of his own world.

He couldn't hit Xuan Ci or Xuan Ji here!

That was quite a regret.

However, having a show to watch still made Yue Buqun very excited.

Meanwhile, Xuan Ci and Xuan Ji on the other side.

They had also noticed Zhang Sanfeng’s words.

Seeing this unremarkable old man actually wanting to fight their Shaolin Temple, they immediately laughed.

Old man, let alone the fact that we aren't in the same world.

Just based on the fact that Shaolin has stood in the Wu Lin for hundreds of years, is it something an old man like you can just fight whenever you want?

In the Heavenly Dragon world where Xuan Ci and Xuan Ji resided, Zhang Sanfeng hadn't even been born yet, let alone any Wudang Sect.

That was why Abbot Xuan Ci and his companion were so dismissive.

The attitude of Abbot Xuan Ci and Xuan Ji, however, made Zhang Sanfeng’s anger burn.

Arrogant, too damn arrogant!

He, Zhang, had roamed the Wu Lin for decades and, by his own strength, had brought the Wudang Sect to a level equal to Shaolin.

Did the two of them think he, Zhang Sanfeng, was made of mud?

Just wait, I’m going back to trim you down!

Thinking of this, Zhang Sanfeng, still in a fit of rage, flicked his sleeves and left directly, taking Song Yuanqiao with him.

Watching the back of Zhang Sanfeng as he left in a rage, Xuan Ci and Xuan Ji didn't take it to heart.

Who was this old man, with such a temper?

Anyway, he couldn't hit them.

Abbot Xuan Ci and Xuan Ji didn't think much more about it.

They split the extra watermelon juice in two and finished it off.

Then, they left, feeling satisfied.

Having quietly watched the whole event unfold, Yue Buqun’s heart was stirred.

Damn it, Wudang was going to fight Shaolin!

It was a pity it wasn't the one in his world!

However, such big gossip was the same in any world.

For a moment, Yue Buqun became even more expectant for the next arrival.

If nothing went wrong, by the time he came next, Wudang should have already beaten the Shaolin bald donkeys to the ground.

Thinking excitedly, Yue Buqun didn't linger for long.

Over on his side, there was still a Five Mountains Alliance tournament to conduct.

After bowing respectfully to Su Mu, Yue Buqun also left.

For a moment, only Tang San remained in the gourmet shop.

Just then, Su Mu brought over the food Tang San had ordered.

Looking at the egg fried rice, marinated egg, beef noodles, and plain boiled water in front of him.

Tang San carefully recalled how Yue Buqun and the others had eaten earlier.

Since it was his first time and he was unfamiliar, Tang San decided to follow Yue Buqun’s method of eating.

He first took the egg fried rice in front of him, coordinating with the marinated egg in one hand.

Tang San took a bite of the marinated egg, then swallowed a mouthful of egg fried rice.

The next moment, as the marinated egg and egg fried rice entered his mouth, they instantly turned into pure energy, surging into Tang San’s body.

"Boom!"

The soul power within Tang San’s body erupted uncontrollably at this moment.

The pure energy inside Tang San’s body immediately turned into streams of soul power, which Tang San absorbed bit by bit.

With just one bite, Tang San sensed that his soul power seemed to have increased.

Although he hadn't broken through the barrier of the thirtieth level of soul power yet, he was getting close.

Feeling the changes in his body, Tang San was stunned.

At this moment, Tang San realized.

This was what his Purple Demon Eye couldn't sense before!

This marinated egg and egg fried rice could actually increase soul power!

After his surprise, Tang San didn't hesitate and went straight for the marinated egg and egg fried rice.

After a bout of wolfing down his food, the soul power in Tang San’s body became even more turbulent.

As mouthful after mouthful of egg fried rice entered his mouth, in just a short moment, the soul power in Tang San’s body reached a peak.

"Boom!"

With the sudden surge of soul power in his body, in an instant, Tang San’s twenty-ninth-level soul power broke through directly to the thirtieth-level Soul Elder realm!

At this moment, Tang San was stunned.

He looked at the unfinished egg fried rice in front of him and the untouched beef noodles to the side.

Tang San swallowed his saliva.

Why did all of this feel like a dream?

The thirtieth-level soul power he hadn't been able to break through after cultivating for so long.

Had actually been settled by a portion of egg fried rice!

Was this the so-called Immortal's gourmet food?

Tang San could not help but doubt his life.

On the other side, Su Mu naturally did not know.

If he had known, he definitely would have told him.

This is not immortal delicacy!

This damn thing is just cheating!