Chapter 25: Leaving the Mine (Please Follow)

Now that the four brothers have made up their decision, they all busied themselves silently with their respective tasks.

It was only until early the next day, when Tian Lin and Zhang Laoda were packing their bags, that Da Liu came over and said, "If I leave, how will you deal with Manager Xu later—"

Zhang Laoda patted Da Liu's shoulder and said, "You just focus on entering the immortal gate, and don't worry about external affairs. Perform well in the sect, and become a true Immortal Master in the future."

While speaking, Zhang Laoda mounted his horse, and rode out of the mining site with Tian Lin.

Approaching the exit, he turned his horse around and said to Xiao Liu:

"Third brother, don't be so sullen. If your brother becomes an Immortal Master, wouldn't you benefit from it too? Just stay in the mine and wait obediently for my return."

The sound of the horse hooves rang out, and the two brothers rode out of the mine and crossed the rushing river.

Tian Lin looked up at the blue sky, relaxed on his horse, and asked Zhang Laoda, "When does big brother plan to make a move against Manager Xu?"

Riding the horse along the official road, Zhang Laoda responded without turning back, "We have to wait until Master Shang escorts the second brother into the sect, which accounts for at least ten days or so."

Tian Lin then asked, "Will the death of Manager Xu implicate our second brother?"

Zhang Laoda laughed, "Once your second brother joins the Yao Yue Sect, he becomes one of them. Even if he is just a servant disciple, his life and death are not for the merchant family to decide. There will definitely be some impact, but the outcome won't be too bad."

Tian Lin felt somewhat relieved; he had a good impression of Da Liu, feeling that among the four brothers, Da Liu valued the chivalrous spirit of the worldly society the most.

The two brothers rode silently until they reached a small town.

The town wasn't big, but the houses were closely packed, and the streets were bustling with people.

They couldn't gallop through the streets, so they had to lead their horses through the crowd.

Tian Lin's gaze wandered between the baskets of vegetables on both sides of the street, with various types of prompts popping up occasionally:

[Blue Flower, ordinary medicinal herb, revitalizes the mind, edible but should not be consumed in excess]

[Isatis root, ordinary medicinal herb, clears heat and detoxifies, editable but should be consumed in moderation]

Noticing Tian Lin's wandering eyes, Zhang Laoda couldn't help but laugh, "After having porridge in the mine for so long, you must be craving a good meal. Don't worry, today is your first time out of the mine, and your brother will treat you to a hearty meal."

Tian Lin remained silent, shifting his attention from the vegetables and fruits to the vegetable farmers.

At that moment, a quarrel erupted ahead on the street, followed by the sound of drawing swords.

The disturbance attracted many spectators, blocking the street completely.

"These vegetable farmers are all from nearby villages, and they are all Huahua Lang seeking immortality."

Zhang Laoda laughed, "Don't be fooled by their honest appearance; everyone carries a knife, always fighting for their lives. That's why, to live in this town, you must possess formidable martial arts skills."

While talking, he tapped the shoulders of the people in front with his scabbard and shouted, "Move aside, don't block the way!"

"Damn, what if I block you?"

One of the watching farmers, annoyed, turned around and reached for his knife.

Zhang Laoda grinned, lifted the man with his fan-sized palm, and then threw him out like a sandbag.

"It's that Zhang!"

Someone obviously recognized Zhang Laoda, a first-rate expert, so they hurriedly cleared the way.

The two fighting farmers in front also stopped their fight and each took a step back, making way for Zhang Laoda.

Smiling, Zhang Laoda led the horse in front, with Tian Lin firmly gripping his knife in his left hand and leading the horse with his right, closely following behind.

He noticed that the two vegetable farmers fighting with knives were women in their twenties and thirties.

Their appearances were actually quite beautiful, but their expressions were extremely fierce.

"In this place, regardless of gender or age, people draw their knives in disagreement."

Zhang Lao Da spoke as he stopped in front of an inn.

As soon as the waiter saw Zhang Lao Da, he immediately ran out and said with a smile, "Hero Zhang, how long do you plan to stay this time? Your room is still reserved for you."

Zhang Lao Da said, "I plan to stay here for a while. Go prepare some wine and dishes and bring them to the courtyard, I want to have a good drink with my brothers."

The waiter quickly opened the gate and helped them lead the horses to the stable.

Tian Lin noticed that the backyard of the inn was quite spacious, with several rooms of different sizes and a mulberry tree beside the stable that required three people to embrace, next to which was a small fish pond enclosed by an iron net.

Tian Lin's gaze turned toward the fishpond, and he saw several grass carps swimming back and forth under the lotus flowers in the pond, but the description displayed something different.

[Pseudo Black Flood Dragon: Contains Black Flood Dragon bloodline, contains a small amount of Fire Spiritual Energy, suitable for Qi Cultivation at Level 1, edible to assist in cultivation, can be eaten]

Zhang Lao Da noticed Tian Lin's gaze, and with a smile, he pointed to the grass carps in the pond and said, "This is raised by them for cooking purposes. If you like it, we'll try a big one later."

Tian Lin asked Zhang Lao Da, "How much is this fish?"

Zhang Lao Da laughed heartily and said, "Today is my treat, not just a grass carp, even if you want spirit meat—not to worry, I can't manage spirit meat or Spirit Rice."

Tian Lin asked him, "What are spirit meat and Spirit Rice?"

Zhang Lao Da's eyes flickered with puzzlement and said, "I've only heard of them. It's said that both contain Spiritual Energy. Once becoming an Immortal Master, one's diet is no longer ordinary rice and poultry."

His description was too vague, and Tian Lin couldn't imagine what Spirit Rice looked like compared to ordinary rice.

Is each grain as big as a bowl? Or does it burst with juice with one bite?

He was also thinking, though the Pseudo Black Flood Dragon contained only a little Fire Spiritual Energy, wasn't it spirit meat?

Moreover, is Fire Spiritual Energy the full name of Spiritual Energy, or just one type of it?

What changes would happen to him if he ate the Pseudo Black Flood Dragon?

Following Zhang Lao Da, Tian Lin entered the room and found the resting room to be quite small, with only one bed.

A table was placed right in the main area, leaving not much space to move around.

Zhang Lao Da said, "I'll rent a room next door for you in a while, so you don't have to squeeze in with others at night."

Tian Lin's gaze lingered on a Soul Burying Flower by the bed; Zhang Lao Da picked up the withered Soul Burying Flower, then stepped on a cloth bag by the window.

He pointed at the cloth bag, speaking to Tian Lin, "Later, we'll use the powder from the Soul Burying Flower to deal with Manager Xu."

Now seeing the Soul Burying Flower made Tian Lin salivate, he moved forward to open the cloth bag but was stopped by Zhang Lao Da grabbing his wrist, "This powder is poisonous; if it's not washed off thoroughly, it could cause trouble."

Tian Lin withdrew his hand, saying, "Big Brother, your last mission was actually to find this Soul Burying Pollen, wasn't it?"

Zhang Lao Da smiled, "This bag of powder wasn't made by me. Remember the Ye surnamed person I killed? This bag of Soul Burying Pollen was stolen from him."

Tian Lin naturally remembered the Ye surnamed person, whose dagger was even given to him by Ye.

But Tian Lin had not expected that the last time Zhang Lao Da left the mine, he had actually taken a bag of Soul Burying Pollen.

At the time, he thought it was just a normal package, so he didn't pay much attention.

As the evening darkened, the sound of the waiter's footsteps finally echoed in the courtyard, followed by the waiter entering the room, holding a transmission plate in his left hand and a bucket of food in his right, smiling, "The two heroes have waited a long time, the grass carp stewed tofu you ordered has arrived."