Chapter 89: Grill Shop Opening

Two days later, on the morning of June 27.

Xuantian Town, Warwolf Clan base, Clan Leader's office.

Facing Facing Cang Luo awoke from cultivation; the injuries caused by Meiti Shengong had healed that very night under the healing power of infinite Qi, faster than expected—he had thought he'd need several days of rest, and now he was pleasantly surprised.

Moreover, Facing Facing Cang Luo discovered that each time he used Meiti Shengong, suffered injury, and then recovered, his bones, meridians, and muscles strengthened slightly, just like how his Yuan Shi increased after being depleted and restored.

"This isn't a Saiyan? Every injury makes me stronger." Facing Facing Cang Luo chuckled bitterly.

For these two days, he had been cultivating, consuming demon cores to advance as soon as possible to Warrior General.

He looked inward again at his Lower Dantian, and immediately frowned.

Inside the Lower Dantian, the sea of Qi composed of Thunder, Yang, and Wu attributes showed no change in the nine milky-white gaseous Qi wheels—they had not solidified nor strengthened.

Facing Facing Cang Luo had only recently entered martial arts, less than two months, and was merely a lowly first-rank cultivator, Warrior Stage 9, with no experience in advancement and no idea what conditions were needed for the Qi wheels to evolve.

Xuan Qingqing had once said that when a Warrior advances, the nine Qi wheels in the Lower Dantian merge into one stronger Qi wheel—but she never specified the exact conditions or method.

Does the fusion happen automatically once the conditions are met, or must one actively initiate it?

If it's the former, what are those conditions?

Is it insufficient Qi reserves? Facing Facing Cang Luo felt he had hit a bottleneck; his rate of Qi absorption was slowing.

Or are the Qi wheels not strong enough? Should he refine them further? But to what degree?

If it's the latter, how does one actively fuse them?

Facing Facing Cang Luo tried—he activated his cultivation technique, driving the nine Qi wheels into frantic rotation.

Yet they merely spun in place, showing not the slightest sign of merging.

Facing Facing Cang Luo was frustrated; in his view, a first-rank Warrior differed little from an ordinary person—just faster, stronger, more agile, and with higher physical resilience.

Though that was still powerful, making him invincible among Earth humans, could a first-rank Warrior withstand blades and bullets?

Facing Facing Cang Luo thought not—at least not he, Warrior Stage 9.

As the saying went: no matter how high your martial arts, a kitchen knife can still kill you!

If even a kitchen knife scares you, how can you talk about revenge or protecting your family back on Earth? Your own life isn't even safe—a single sniper could take you out...

Only by advancing to Warrior General, condensing Qi into Gang Qi, could one truly become a martial artist—immune to Earth's cold weapons and firearms.

Gang Qi could be used for attack, slicing through iron like mud, splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

It could also be used for defense; if it could slice through iron, it should certainly block bullets.

This was the martial artist Facing Facing Cang Luo imagined!

A martial artist on Earth, fearless of firearms, able to roam unchecked!

He couldn't speak for other Warrior Generals, but if he became one, he could say it for himself.

Condensing and maintaining Gang Qi consumed Qi, but Facing Facing Cang Luo possessed infinite Qi—he could sustain Gang Qi indefinitely, using it without cost.

Just thinking about it made him feel overwhelmingly powerful!

Advancing to Warrior General was urgent!

"But how exactly do I advance to Warrior General?"

Facing Facing Cang Luo grew frustrated again; after thinking it over, he realized he had to ask someone—no book had written it down.

"Who should I ask?"

Facing Facing Cang Luo thought: the Warwolf Clan members were all Warriors—they likely didn't know, and even if they did, he didn't want to ask them; it would lower his dignity—he was the Clan Leader.

Suddenly, Facing Facing Cang Luo realized how few people he had interacted with; since his transmigration two months ago, he had spent most of his time among demons in the Beast Forest.

The only Warrior Generals he could speak with were Xuan Qingqing and Liang Zhishi; Xuan Qingqing was out of the question—he didn't want to interact with her.

A beauty brings disaster; too much contact would surely lead to trouble.

Besides, he couldn't just go and see her anyway—she was the Sect Master's daughter, an Inner Sect disciple; even Outer Sect disciples couldn't enter the Inner Sect...

That left only Liang Zhishi.

Having made his decision, Facing Facing Cang Luo withdrew his Yuan Shi and ended his inner observation—but at that moment, he suddenly noticed something odd within his body.

The appendix, previously used as an offering to subdue the first-rank mutated Fire-Eating Wolf, had reappeared!

What was going on?

Hadn't it already vanished? No one ever said the appendix could regrow!

Facing Facing Cang Luo froze, then considered a possibility: could it be because of infinite Qi? Could its healing power be so potent as to regenerate organs?

Facing Facing Cang Luo was stunned—he had long wondered whether infinite Qi's healing could regenerate severed limbs, but dared not test it on himself, so he had never known.

Now it seemed: if it could regenerate organs, it could surely regenerate severed limbs.

Facing Facing Cang Luo thought: he had subdued the Husky on May 24; today was June 27—he had taken one month and three days for it to regrow. The speed was neither fast nor slow.

"If I lost a hand, how long would it take to regrow?"

Facing Facing Cang Luo smiled wryly and shook his head—he dared not test it on his own hand; not only could he not endure the pain of amputation, but what if it took half a year or a year to regrow?

Would he have to be disabled for that entire time?

Also, limb regeneration would draw too much attention; though he didn't know if anyone on the Yuanwu Continent could regenerate limbs, a Warrior certainly could not.

If his regeneration ability were discovered, it would invite suspicion and surveillance, exposing the satellite—so Facing Facing Cang Luo decided to let nature take its course.

Suppressing his excitement, he prepared to seek out Liang Zhishi—but then another thought struck him, and his heart quickened.

Could this newly regrown appendix be used again as an offering to subdue demons?

If so, wouldn't he be able to build an army of demon beasts?

Use the appendix to subdue a beast, regenerate it, subdue another, regenerate again, subdue another...

Repeating this, one beast per month, twelve beasts per year!

Then, in battle, he could summon his beast army to overwhelm enemies, acting as commander, directing an army of demon beasts with infinite Qi...

Facing Facing Cang Luo was utterly stunned, lost in the fantasy of his demon beast army.

After a long while, Facing Facing Cang Luo murmured excitedly: "Go test it in the Beast Forest and you'll know."

But not now—these days, the barbecue shop is about to open, and Facing Facing Cang Luo is busy training the staff and grill masters, planning to head for the Beast Forest after training ends.

Half an hour later, in the southwest corner of the Xuantian Gate's outer courtyard training ground.

Liang Zhishi stared at Facing Facing Cang Luo in utter delight, recalling when he had last seen this boy—wasn't it about a month ago?

Back then, he was only Warrior Stage 7, yet in just one month he had broken through to Warrior Stage 9.

Not only that, according to Li Zhanxing and others, this boy had formed a gang—and it had grown surprisingly well; in this past month, nearly everyone had advanced one stage.

Heh, this year's year-end evaluation looks promising.

Liang Zhishi grew even more pleased as he looked at Facing Facing Cang Luo, remembering his purpose, and immediately asked: "You're preparing to fuse your Yuan Wheel and ascend to Warrior General—has your Lower Dantian's Yuan energy begun to overflow?"

Facing Facing Cang Luo thought for a moment and said: "It hasn't overflowed yet, but these past few days, the speed at which I absorb Yuan energy has been slowing."

Liang Zhishi nodded: "Then you're still a bit short. When you find you can no longer absorb any more Yuan energy, that's when you're ready. Then buy a Rong Yuan Dan, lock yourself away, and with luck, you'll break through to Warrior General in one night."

"What grade is the Rong Yuan Dan? How much does it cost?" Facing Facing Cang Luo asked quickly.

"There are many kinds of Rong Yuan Dan. A Yellow-grade Superior one is enough—it's sold at the Alchemy Pavilion for one hundred lower-grade Yuan Stones."

As Liang Zhishi spoke, he thought Facing Facing Cang Luo likely didn't have that many Yuan Stones, so he added: "You can also break through in battle—battle is the easiest way to stimulate the Yuan Wheel and hone your will."

Facing Facing Cang Luo indeed didn't have that many Yuan Stones—he had only forty-odd first-grade beast cores, a dozen lower-grade Yuan Stones, and some silver coins; altogether, barely seventy lower-grade Yuan Stones.

The beast cores were given to him by Wang Fuhai—essentially the boss's salary. Facing Facing Cang Luo hadn't wanted them at first, but then he thought: on the Yuanwu Continent, warriors are strictly ranked; the strong deserve more, so he took them.

The dozen lower-grade Yuan Stones and some silver were looted after he killed Zhang Zhen and his four companions. He had also taken Zhang Zhen's large cleaver, but didn't keep it—it was just an ordinary weapon, worthless, and risky to carry, since someone might recognize it. Better to leave it.

Facing Facing Cang Luo nodded, thanked Liang Zhishi a few times, then returned to the Warwolf Gang's base.

At this moment, training time arrived.

The barbecue shop's manager, Yin Mengruo, the assistant, Xiang Xiang Yunjiao, the three chefs brought by Wang Fuhai from his family, and five maidservants as waitresses—these were the main trainees.

Additionally, some Warwolf Gang members were present to observe—they would later serve as security for the Warwolf Barbecue Shop.

As soon as Facing Facing Cang Luo arrived, everyone stood to greet him. Facing Facing Cang Luo wasted no time and began training immediately.

The training was divided into two parts: the first focused on barbecue techniques, the second on marketing...

Several days later, July 1st.

On the Yuanwu Continent's calendar, the twenty-seventh day of the fifth month—a favorable day for opening a business.

On a bustling street in Xuantian Town, leading straight to the Xuantian Gate's outer gate, voices buzzed and crowds surged. Many shops opened today: weapon shops, alchemy shops, pawnshops...

One shop, with two rows of flower baskets placed at its entrance, stood out particularly—it bore the sign "Warwolf Barbecue," the Warwolf Gang's barbecue shop, already open for business.

The shop was sizable—fifty square meters—with simple furnishings: tables and chairs, an order counter, a cash register, three multi-functional barbecue grills, and a row of "Big Fridges" lined against the wall.

The "Big Fridges" were designed by Facing Facing Cang Luo himself—no ice inside, but inscribed with a cold-generating formation to preserve ingredients.

On top of the fridges lay prepared ingredients: vegetables, beast meat, noodles, and more.

The three multi-functional barbecue grills were placed at the entrance—capable of grilling, frying, pan-searing...

Facing Facing Cang Luo reasoned: placing the grills at the entrance attracts customers—the aroma travels for miles.

The cash register and order counter stood in a corner of the entrance, where Yin Mengruo and Xiang Xiang Yunjiao stood in uniform, waiting for customers to order.

At this moment, every member of the Warwolf Gang was present—but not as shareholders. As customers.

In short—they were shills.