The Fourth Calamity: My Sect Has Countless Prodigies

Chapter 21 Not Eating Venison

The edge of the spirit field.

Zhou Yi walked slowly toward the contribution shop. From a distance, he could see Su Qianyue standing behind the counter, tidying up the various goods displayed there.

"So serious, Su Qianyue's apprenticeship is truly worthwhile," Zhou Yi thought to himself.

This contribution shop is a major strategic move he's made, and there's absolutely no room for carelessness.

The various items displayed above, especially the magical artifacts and equipment in good condition, were all carefully selected by Zhou Yi as a means to further exploit players' luck.

After all, players come to play games. If they aren't given some rewards, who would be willing to keep grinding?

These devices are precisely what can stimulate their desire and enthusiasm for playing.

Zhou Yi felt that, combined with his recent mission of hunting monsters, it wouldn't be long before his luck value would break through 100.

At that time, whether it's improving one's own cultivation or summoning more players into the game, it will greatly help improve one's own strength.

Before he knew it, Zhou Yi had arrived at the store.

When Su Qianyue saw Zhou Yi, her eyes welled up with tears: "Brother Zhou Yi, I'm so sorry. This is my first time making a transaction today. I only sold some ordinary pills and magic artifacts, and I didn't sell a single one."

Her fair hands gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, she lowered her head, and her voice grew softer and softer.

Zhou Yi was somewhat at a loss for words, finding it both amusing and exasperating.

These magical artifacts were originally meant to dangle in players' hands; it's no wonder they couldn't buy them on the first day.

He patted the girl's back gently and comforted her tenderly, "It's okay, little Qianyue, take your time, I believe you can do it."

"Really, Brother Zhou Yi?"

Su Qianyue raised her head, her eyes sparkling like stars, and her tone became full of anticipation.

Zhou Yi nodded and looked into the distance, where a wisp of smoke was rising on the horizon.

"Brother Zhou Yi, look! That wisp of green smoke is so beautiful!"

Su Qianyue excitedly covered her lips with one hand and exclaimed.

Zhou Yi was somewhat lost in thought. Although the wisp of green smoke was beautiful, something seemed off about it.

Hey.

Why does the location emitting blue smoke look like it's inside the spirit field?

No way...

"Qianyue, stay here and don't wander around. Be careful."

Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat. He quickly gave Su Qianyue a word of advice, then used his Wind Control Technique to rush towards the location where the green smoke was rising.

Beside the large tree in the spirit field.

Cangfeng Mingyue set up a barbecue grill, with a huge deer leg on it, flipping it up and down.

There were several other grills nearby, on which other parts of the deer were being grilled.

Numerous bonfires blazed fiercely, sending wisps of smoke rising into the sky.

"Brother Crouching Tiger, how did you manage to hunt such a big deer? It's enough for all nine of us to eat."

Cangfeng Mingyue was a little curious and couldn't help but ask.

Wohu waved his hand and explained a few words to Cangfeng Mingyue.

Soon, amidst the relaxed and pleasant conversation, the deer leg was cooked.

The aroma of the meat was so enticing that it made everyone's mouths water.

"Come on, brothers, let's eat!"

Cangfeng Mingyue sprinkled out the secret seasoning he had just made a few days ago and greeted everyone.

He is a chef in real life, so preparing seasonings and grilling meats is naturally a piece of cake for him.

"Qianlong and Qunxing are still young. Let them try this highly nourishing food first."

Crouching Tiger took the deer leg, cut it in half, and handed it to both of Qianlong and his companion.

Qianlong smiled and took it, then took a bite. The roasted meat was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the juices bursting in his mouth, making his eyes squint with delight.

"This game is amazing," he said between chews. "At first, I thought it was the game's fault that the eating experience was so bad. Now I realize it's just that I'm bad at cooking and can't make anything delicious."

Seeing Qianlong's support, Cangfeng Mingyue was in a great mood and said with a smile, "Don't worry, the spirit rice will be ripe in about half a month. Once we have a new batch of spirit rice, I'll cook some more good dishes for you to try."

The stars took a bite, their expressions turning into a colorful mix: "Mmm...this is so delicious!"

But no sooner had he finished speaking than someone seemed to pat him on the shoulder twice.

He turned his head and was about to complain when he opened his mouth but swallowed the words back down.

"Sect Leader, what brings you here?"

Zhou Yi smiled and retorted, "As the head of a sect, am I not allowed to inspect the spirit fields?"

"Of course, of course! Anyone who says no, I, Qunxing, will be the first to stand up to them."

Qunxing quickly expressed his support and handed Zhou Yi a freshly roasted deer leg.

Zhou Yi took the deer leg without saying anything, then turned and walked towards the contribution shop.

"What do you think the sect leader is doing?"

"Of course, it's for Junior Sister to eat. Don't NPCs need to eat?"

"That makes sense... It's just a pity that Brother Suiyin won't be able to enjoy such delicious venison."

The stars shrugged and continued gnawing on their deer legs.

But as he was eating, he felt something was wrong; a burning sensation rose in his head.

Qunxing instinctively wiped his nose, immediately sensing something was terribly wrong.

Wo Hu stepped forward, handed him a face towel, and clicked his tongue, saying, "Young people's bodies are really weak. You can't even handle this little bit of venison?"

At this moment, the stars finally understood what social death meant.

Liuye Town.

Inside a private room in the teahouse.

Li Fan picked up a piece of venison and put it in his mouth.

The venison tasted good; it was stewed until very tender and melted in your mouth.

Opposite Li Fan, a white-robed cultivator sat upright in a chair, with a plate of exquisite tea and snacks placed in front of him.

"Now that Fellow Daoist Li has enjoyed the delicious food, may I ask where that person named Zhou Yi has gone?"

Li Fan swallowed the venison, smiled and waved his hand: "Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard the saying 'One should not talk while eating or sleeping'? Talking during meals is not good for your health."

The white-robed cultivator frowned slightly. Having lived for so many years, this was the first time he had ever heard of such a claim.

However, seeing that Li Fan did not want to talk about it, he did not intend to urge him.

Anyway, he has plenty of time now.

Li Fan was somewhat surprised to see this.

Are all the cultivator NPCs in this game so tolerant?

He's gone to such lengths to find fault, yet the other party hasn't shown the slightest dissatisfaction.

This made Li Fan, who had originally intended to provoke the other party, feel somewhat frustrated.

As soon as Li Fan arrived in Liuye Town, he immediately went to gather information.

Based on Li Fan's years of experience watching dramas, teahouses are usually the places with the best information, so he came here immediately.

Sure enough, significant progress was made in just half a day.

The white-robed cultivator before them was a big fish that Li Fan had caught by pretending to know information about the Book of Changes.

Li Fan swallowed another bite of venison and said with a smile, "Thank you for the venison, fellow Daoist. I will now tell you Zhou Yi's whereabouts."

Upon hearing this, a flicker of emotion finally appeared deep within the white-robed cultivator's eyes.

Li Fan noticed his unusual expression and continued, "I saw that person named Zhou Yi seven days ago. At that time, he was heading in the northwest direction, but I'm not sure about him now."

After Li Fan finished speaking, his gaze swept over the remaining half plate of venison, and he tentatively said, "This venison tastes quite good, fellow Daoist, why don't you try some?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck.

The next moment, Li Fan collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.

A man in black suddenly appeared behind him and kicked Li Fan twice: "Idiot, my master never eats venison."