Chapter 777: Chapter 430: A Bowl of Good Noodles, the Desperate Cultivator

Although it can’t be said that they’ve monopolized the entertainment sector in Spirit Leaf City, they’re close. This implies that the noodle shop could carve a path amidst the relentless pursuit by the Four Seasons Sect, and even gained a decent reputation.

"That’s quite interesting."

Li Ye quickened his pace, his eyes filled with a bit of anticipation.

At this moment, Spirit Leaf City was in the height of summer.

The scorching sunlight poured down from the sky, and on either side of the road were golden osmanthus trees, whose blossoms seemed as if they were made of pure gold, reflecting the sunlight even more brilliantly.

The fragrance of the osmanthus was rich but not overwhelmingly sweet, and combined with the humid air from the babbling brooks on both sides of the road, it balanced the intense heat, calming the mind and spirit.

It must be said, the Four Seasons Sect truly excelled in landscape design.

Sunlight, water vapor, the golden aura of the osmanthus, the wood qi of the trees, and the omnipresent spirit soil.

In any random spot, the Five Elements were complete.

It’s the most suitable environment for the Human Race or most living beings to reside in.

"Hmm, the disciples maintaining this area have done a commendable job."

"We’ll reward them with more Spirit Stones when the time comes."

Li Ye nodded with satisfaction.

Soon, he arrived at the noodle shop in North City mentioned by the Beaver. From the outside, the noodle shop looked quite ordinary, even carved out from a large tree.

Yet, there was a constant stream of customers.

Not only the Human Race, but even some from the Spirit Race frequented the place.

Standing in front of the noodle shop, he looked up.

"Floating Cloud Noodle Shop..."

The name sounded quite interesting.

With anticipation, he stepped inside the noodle shop, and immediately, he felt the spiritual power belonging to space flow around him. Before him was a bustling hall filled with tables of patrons.

And there were bustling waiters moving back and forth.

The waiters weren’t from the Human Race either; they were Spirit Plants that had gained sentience.

Some were poplar trees, others were willows...

All were common tree species that had given birth to elves, and they still had branches and leaves that hadn’t completely transformed. They delivered bowls of noodles to the eagerly awaiting diners, their faces brimming with joy.

The rising steam from the noodles, and the lively chit-chat of the diners around, though slightly chaotic, made Li Ye feel quite comfortable.

Perhaps it was because he’d spent days in that chaotic, indiscernible space, feeling distant from the human world.

"How can a mountain dweller become an immortal?"

He gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

Guided by an extremely enthusiastic waiter, he sat down by the window, and the waiter handed him a menu.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?"

Li Ye glanced over it, then replied, "I’ll have the signature noodles."

"Alright, coming right up!" The waiter nodded eagerly, smiling, as he took the menu and prepared to leave.

"By the way."

Before the waiter left with the menu, Li Ye casually said, "The circulation of spiritual power in your body is still a bit unstable. You might try nourishing your liver with heart fire, which might be beneficial."

Huh?

The waiter was momentarily stunned.

Realizing he’d encountered a mighty one.

He quickly bowed, "Thank you, senior."

Then swiftly departed.

A nearby table’s guests seemed to overhear their conversation, and curiously cupped their hands, saying, "This fellow cultivator, I couldn’t detect this little Wood Spirit’s hidden problem.

I am a disciple from the Qingguang Sect.

I usually like to cultivate some Spirit Plants and raise some Spirit Beasts. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

I have some experience.

May I ask, how did you notice it, fellow cultivator?"

Li Ye glanced at him.

Unhurriedly, he placed the beaver on the table and used divine techniques to protect it, then poked at its soft belly with his finger, watching it shyly embrace his finger.

A slight smile appeared on his face.

He then replied:

"Why pretend to be a low-tier cultivator? I am quite familiar with the aura you’re emanating, you must be... a cultivator from the Gnostic School."

The cultivator looked taken aback, his expression becoming profound.

Then he unabashedly sat across from Li Ye, brazenly saying, "Since you’ve discovered it, you won’t mind if I share the table, will you?"

Li Ye’s expression remained calm.

"I do mind, if you disturb my hard-earned leisure, I won’t just plant you into a tree."

"I hope you don’t create trouble for me."

"For those who displease me, I can guarantee their future days will be far from pleasant."

The cultivator clearly sensed Li Ye’s killing intent.

That intent lurked in the surrounding void, should he dare to do anything, the spiritual power belonging to Li Ye here would induce the power of the entire city.

Even a Divinity Transformation cultivator would be pressed into a meat patty under such power.

So, he sat more upright.

Introducing himself, he said, "I am a guardian from the Gnostic School."

"This time, I’ve gone through much to use this body to come here to seek cooperation with you, and the Four Seasons Sect."

"For instance?" Li Ye glanced at the noodles the person beside him was eating, the large, colorfully red beef, and the slightly curved, slightly yellow noodles that appeared particularly elastic, with some expectation.

"I can tell you what we’re currently preparing—reproducing the mythological marks left during a great calamity, do you know what great calamity that was, fellow cultivator?"

Li Ye merely looked at him.

Without joy or sorrow.

The cultivator felt a chill, quickly saying, "It was the Divine Catastrophe, the strands of aura left by those mighty ones when they died can be reproduced by us.

When the time comes, what you’ll face, will be the predecessors of the Taoist Sect!"

"It’s merely what you all have reproduced." Li Ye squinted his eyes, "And by doing this, do you know those predecessors still establish sects and act as ancestors in the Upper Realm.

Are you not afraid we’ll have their true forms deal with this?

By that time, it really wouldn’t end well at all!"

The Taoist Sect, huh.

They have a rather famous magic called the Invocation of Spirits.

However, only those in the late stage of Nascent Soul can use it, as invoking spirits now means truly inviting the bigshots from the Upper Realm.

The weak ones cannot withstand the yang qi impact brought by the Invocation of Spirits.

The cultivator just opened his mouth.

Only to see the waiter excitedly deliver a bowl of noodles, "Sir, your noodles!"

"Oh, were you two together? Your noodles will be ready shortly!"

The waiter apologized to the cultivator with a slight bow and then quickly dashed off.

"Tsk, I was clearly here first." The cultivator sighed helplessly, watching Li Ye devour the noodles, cautiously saying:

"The essence of the Invocation of Spirits is to invite the presence of gods. If we can conceal the Heavenly Dome, it would prevent connection to the Upper Realm."

"Hmm?"

Li Ye swallowed the noodles.

It must be said these noodles were quite good, likely incorporating some spiritual materials highly beneficial to living beings, along with special noodle-making skills, and large chunks of well-marinated beef.

The noodles, varying in thickness, were coated in broth, rosy-hued yet vibrant, significantly present while exuding a hint of spiciness that even Li Ye could perceive, a true highlight.

He savored the joy of that moment.

Which made him even more displeased with the cultivator.

"Then, why have you come, if you were truly so certain, why linger in the mouse holes?"

"Why not directly attack the Tao Furnace Realm."

"I believe all the seniors and fellow cultivators have long been awaiting your arrival, ready to crush directly."

The cultivator squinted:

"I am aware we cannot accomplish it."

"Moreover, I’ve incurred some... debts."

He extended his palm.

Upon the hand that belonged to his Primordial Spirit, appeared the phantom of a beaver, holding a lotus flower, the flower had grown clearer, with four out of five petals already lit.

This indicated that his five spiritual centers or five vital organs had already been pledged as collateral four times.

Once the petals fully illuminate, this cultivator might be devoured by the "loan."

This is not something that can be patched by borrowing from Peter to pay Paul.

Because of this, Li Ye remained unhurried.

Even having the leisure to call out to the waiter:

"Another bowl, please!"

Now he was firmly in control.

But this fellow, had already reached a dead end.