Chapter 114: Chapter 114: Banquet and Spirit Fisherman

"Demon Beasts?" Meng Ke couldn’t help but frown.

"I figured since I’m already raising livestock, I might as well get one or two to try my hand at it."

Faced with Chen Mo’s response, the head of the Spirit Bird Station kept shaking his head.

"Is that not allowed?"

"Demon Beasts are Demon Beasts, and Spiritual Beasts are Spiritual Beasts. Although the Spiritual Beasts we raise now were all domesticated from Demon Beasts, their temperaments have become much milder after generations of selective breeding, so they pose no danger. But if it’s a Demon Beast, do not raise one lightly without the corresponding Cultivation Technique!"

"Corresponding Cultivation Technique?"

"I’ve only heard a thing or two, as I’ve been in the Earth Realm of the Cyan Yang Sect since birth." Meng Ke pondered for a moment before continuing, "Rumor has it that within the Pingdu Continent, there is an Immortal Sect that specializes in Beast Taming. However, those are closely guarded secrets. Anyone who isn’t a disciple of their sect has absolutely no chance of coming into contact with them."

"I see." Chen Mo had learned something new. The cold water thrown on his idea also made him chuckle at himself inwardly.

He was merely at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer and hadn’t even fully figured out how to farm the land, yet he was already thinking about raising Demon Beasts. He was truly biting off more than he could chew.

"Pentagonal Heavy Lizard eggs aren’t particularly rare. If Fellow Daoist Chen really wants one, I can keep an eye out for you."

"Then thank you, Brother Meng!"

Bidding farewell to Meng Ke, Chen Mo wandered around the White Snake Marketplace with twenty Spirit Stones tucked in his pocket.

This place was almost no different from the Ancient Dust Marketplace. The streets were lined with Loose Cultivators selling all sorts of bizarre but useless things. Chen Mo browsed casually, lacking much interest. He had originally planned to visit the Wandering Bookstore to see if they had any Magic, but after giving it some thought, he dismissed the idea.

The strength of the Cyan Yang Sect lay in the sword. The Golden Core Ancestors within the Immortal Sect were all decisive and lethal Sword Dao masters. Even minor cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm could control their swords with great skill, shuttling freely amidst the wind and clouds.

However, just like the Beast Taming Techniques of that Beast Taming Immortal Sect, non-disciples of the Cyan Yang Sect simply could not access these high-end Cultivation Techniques and Magic. The items sold in the Wandering Bookstore were nothing more than little trinkets casually created over the years by the exceptionally talented members of the Cyan Yang Sect.

After strolling for nearly an hour, Chen Mo bumped into someone by chance on his way back.

Upon seeing him, Xia Wan instinctively lowered her head.

The two hurried past each other, but Chen Mo kept a watchful eye. Sure enough, this Female Cultivator had ultimately taken that step. Power and influence could always force people to bow their heads. However, this older brother’s tastes were truly somewhat peculiar.

It took him about half a cup of tea’s time to stroll back to his home. The moment he stepped inside the fence, the chilling autumn air instantly vanished, replaced by the gentle warmth of a spring breeze.

Now, all the structures, including the chicken coop, pigsty, and sheepfold, had been brought into the range of the Silence Array. As long as he wished, it would be like spring here all year round.

Originally, Chen Mo wanted to learn this Array so that the Spirit Field wouldn’t lie idle throughout the four seasons. But right now, he could only overlap the Curved Water Shadow Array and the Grass Killing Array; he couldn’t yet incorporate the Silence Array. Therefore, he simply used this Array as a giant central air conditioner, covering his entire residence.

Of course, with this Array, the Spiritual Birds Chen Mo raised would also bask in spring-like warmth all year round. This conveniently solved the problem of them losing weight during the winter, which could be considered an unexpected bonus.

With the grain from the fields completely sold off, the chicken coop now only housed Kang and ten hens. The pigs, oxen, and sheep he planned to buy hadn’t arrived yet, meaning this winter would be another three months of bitter Cultivation.

After dealing with over ten thousand catties of Spirit Yellow Rice, his Storage Space was freed up. He currently had over four hundred catties of Giant Bone Spirit Rice, and more than eight hundred catties of Cyan Leaf Orchid and Yellow Spirit Grass Flower left—enough to feed him for a year.

Ever since harvesting the first batch of Giant Bone Spirit Rice, Chen Mo’s Cultivation speed had doubled. It was safe to say that this kind of Spirit Rice had played a massive role! He was certain that before Foundation Establishment, he would be unable to do without Gathering Spirit paired with the Giant Bone Spirit Rice.

Accustomed to the grueling life of Cultivation, Chen Mo felt that time passed quite quickly. In the blink of an eye, over half a month had gone by.

It wasn’t until Mei Hua came to his door to invite him out that he realized the outside world had already turned into a vast expanse of white.

The moment the door opened, Mei Hua couldn’t hold back his thoughts any longer and blurted out, "Why is it so warm in here?"

Chen Mo smiled without answering, instead asking, "Do you need something?"

"The Pavilion Master asked me to invite you over. His Senior Brother Tian has arrived, and he is preparing to host a banquet at the Master’s Mansion. He’s inviting you to keep them company."

"Fellow Daoist Tian?"

"Yes."

"Alright! Wait a moment, I’ll be right there after I tidy up."

Chen Mo returned inside, changed into a Daoist Robe, draped a sheepskin coat over his shoulders, and finally stepped out. Having grown used to staying within the Silence Array, he found himself somewhat unaccustomed to the biting cold wind blowing against him. Fortunately, the Marketplace wasn’t far, and he arrived in no time.

Song Yunxi had initially planned to host the banquet at the Fragrance Pavilion, but his Senior Brother Tian had sternly refused. In Tian Nong’s words, while there were plenty of men who enjoyed brothels, it was truly rare to see someone treat the place like their own home as he did!

Especially since he was even exercising some of his privileges as the Pavilion Master to do so.

"Come, come, Brother Chen, sit here." Seeing that Chen Mo had arrived first, Song Yunxi personally stood up and arranged a seat for him.

Chen Mo glanced at the Eight Immortals Table. There were seven sets of bowls and chopsticks laid out, indicating that there would be far more guests than just him and Tian Nong. He just didn’t know who else had been invited.

A short while later, a familiar face walked in.

"Old Meng, sit here. Let me introduce you."

Before Song Yunxi could speak, Meng Ke let out a hearty laugh. "Brother Chen! Long time no see! It’s been half a month, hasn’t it?"

"Indeed!" Chen Mo replied with a smile.

"The Spiritual Ox I mentioned to you last time has already given birth! The calf isn’t weaned yet, but once it is, I’ll send it over to you!"

"Thank you, Brother Meng!"

Song Yunxi looked back and forth between the two and asked, "You two know each other?"

"Haha, of course. The chickens Brother Chen raises are truly massive!"

While the three of them were catching up, Mei Hua ushered in three more people.

Two men and one woman, all bearing rather strong auras. One was a middle-aged Daoist priest with a long beard. His face appeared somewhat gaunt, and his eyes gave off a chilling vibe. Another looked much more honest and simple, casually wearing a lined jacket and appearing rather unkempt. As for the final woman, her every movement exuded intellectual elegance.

"Allow me to introduce you. This is Yan Ronglin, at the Qi Refining Sixth Layer. This is Gao Qiang, at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer." For the first two, he merely stated their names, but when it came to the Female Cultivator, Song Yunxi stepped forward directly, standing beside her as he introduced, "As for this great beauty here, her surname is Ning, and her given name is Jie!"

The group exchanged greetings with one another.

After some pleasantries, the guest of honor for this banquet finally walked in. The Grain Collection Officer of Purple Cloud Peak was someone even the three Spirit Fishermen—Yan Ronglin, Gao Qiang, and Ning Jie—had to show the utmost respect!

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Tian!"

"You’re too polite."

A smile never left Song Yunxi’s face. After taking his seat, he clapped his hands. Soon, a steaming pot of fragrant Spirit Rice was served.

"Senior Brother Tian, I’ve really spared no expense this time! These few catties of Giant Bone Spirit Rice weren’t easy to get. I paid out of my own pocket to hire someone to grow it specifically for today!"

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