Chapter 40: Business is Booming, Earning Spirit Stones!

  In this world, Mo Bei discovered that the people of this world didn't have much fuss about eating. On Earth, it was considered one of the most delicious crabs, but here, not many people knew how to cook it.

  Long Haitian licked his lips and swallowed saliva, staring at the crab meat rolling in the pot: "Big brother! It smells so good, little brother really admires you more and more!"

  A faint smile that seemed to say "it's nothing", with seasonings occasionally placed in his hand, he thought to himself: what's the big deal? It's just you rich young masters who are used to having everything served on a silver platter, not knowing the first thing about cooking.

  In my past life, I studied the culinary arts on this earth to a very profound level. Unfortunately, there weren't enough seasonings in this world; otherwise, the flavor would have been even better!

  Less than half an hour's time.

  A whole pot of delicious crab meat was ready, the strong aroma wafted through the air, those disciples couldn't help but glance over, constantly swallowing their saliva.

  Long Haitian, who had been waiting anxiously, couldn't wait any longer. With one hand holding a large bowl and the other clumsily holding a spoon, he scooped out crab meat from the black pot and devoured it with relish.

  Mo Bei also scooped up a spoonful, picked up a piece of crab meat and put it in his mouth to taste, nodded in satisfaction, and intentionally raised his voice: "Hmm! Not bad, not bad, fresh but not fishy, melts in the mouth. The flavor is really good. You think so?" When he said the last sentence, Mo Bei winked at Long Hao Tian.

  Long Hao Tian's quick wit immediately reacted, his eyes rolled over, and he nodded heavily, shouting in a loud voice: "It's really fragrant, boss!"

  "This is actually a first-class demon beast, the crab meat of Iron Armor Crab!"

  "Not only is what Boss made delicious, but the crab meat also contains spiritual energy. I heard that eating it can even improve one's cultivation!"

  The voice was neither loud nor soft, but just fell into everyone's ears.

  The disciples around them looked at the two eating with their mouths full of oil, with a satisfied look. They couldn't help but swallow their saliva and subconsciously move closer, gathering around the black pot.

  "Gurgle, gurgle!"

  The sound of swallowing saliva is endless.

  Finally, someone in the crowd couldn't help but ask: "Blood Demon, you can't finish this Iron Armor Crab by yourself. Why don't we have a taste too?"

  "Alright," Mo Bei hadn't even spoken yet when Long Hao Tian took over: "No problem. One Spirit Pearl, one bowl!"

  "It's so expensive!" The disciples around him were all heartbroken and some were unwilling.

  "Hey, do you want to buy or not?" Long Hao Tian chuckled and said slyly: "You should know, this is no ordinary crab meat. It's the meat of a first-class demon beast, the Iron Armor Crab! The meat contains spiritual energy, even more concentrated than that of the hundred-year-old Lingzhi mushroom!"

  "That cafeteria also has the same crab meat soup, but one bowl costs three spirit pearls!"

  "One pearl, Laozi still thinks it's too cheap!"

  This remark stirred up everyone's emotions. Those who were struggling with hunger finally began to take out their wallets and handed a spirit pearl to Long Hao Tian: "Give me a bowl!"

  "Alright!" Long Hao Tian took the Ling Pearl and handed it to Mo Bei, intentionally scooping a full bowl of crab meat, which was almost overflowing, and handed it over.

  The monk held the bowl with both hands and ate with his hands, gobbling it down like a wolf, as if he wanted to swallow even his tongue.

  "It's so delicious! I've never had crab meat this fresh and tasty before."

  "Hey, slow down."

  Long Haitian chuckled: "This iron armor crab meat contains spirituality, after eating it, hurry up and meditate to cultivate, it's extremely beneficial for your cultivation."

  Someone took the lead, and the crowd around them followed suit, unable to hold back any longer, they all untied their waist bags.

  "Give me a bowl!"

  "Give me two bowls!"

  "Hey, is there still some left? Don't rush, I was here first!"

  The disciples around him, fearing that they would be too late, rushed to buy crab meat.

  Less than a moment's pause.

  That big iron pot full of crab meat was sold out and emptied.

  "Hmm..."

  Long Hao Tian leaned against the bluestone, sitting on the ground with his chest exposed and his body covered in sweat. The corners of his mouth were curled up so high they couldn't close: "Big brother, how much did we sell today, again?"

  "Fifty-five beads," Mo Bei took out the pile of spirit beads still stained with crab oil from his sleeve, counted them, and exclaimed in surprise: "Fifty-five spirit beads, it seems this business can be done!"

  "Haha!" Long Hao Tian sat up straight with excitement, rubbing his nose which had a smudge of pot bottom ash: "Damn it, just now I earned 55 spirit pearls. This is more than what I earned from raising that crappy spirit pet for over 20 days!"

  "Take it." Mo Bei pushed aside the pile of spirit pearls and divided them into two portions. He grabbed a handful of spirit pearls and stuffed them into Long Hao Tian's hand: "Tomorrow we'll go again, kill more iron-armored crabs, and get more crab meat!"

  The latter also didn't stand on ceremony, with a joyful face and both hands holding it over, readily answering: "Alright!"

  At this moment, a sharp and fine, extremely strange sound rang in the ears of both people.

  "Hey, isn't this the little scamp who fed the Fire Rock beast with us yesterday?"

  "Long Ao Tian? Tsk tsk, you little scoundrel, I suppose you were beaten by us yesterday and didn't dare to go. You're hiding here selling crab meat instead."

  These voices carried a hint of cold ridicule and sarcasm, making people extremely uncomfortable.

  Mo Bei and Long Hao Tian furrowed their brows at the same time, looking up.

  Three outer sect disciples walked down from the wooden arch bridge, with a swaggering and arrogant expression on their faces, accompanied by a cold smile at the corner of their mouths, slowly approaching.

  One of the disciples with a scar on his face kicked open a large bowl that had been thrown to the ground and hadn't been picked up yet, with one foot, while carrying both hands behind his back.

  The big bowl splashed a puddle of soup, gurgling and rolling to Mo Bei's feet.

  That scar-faced disciple didn't think much of it, his gaze lightly swept over Mo Bei's body and landed on Long Hao Tian, smiling with ill intentions: "Little scum, today you've earned quite a bit, haven't you?"

  Mo Bei's gaze withdrew from the large bowl in front of him and fell on the scar-faced disciple, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he asked in a low voice, "Hao Tian, do you know these people?"

  Long Haitian's face was gloomy, his fists clenched tightly as he stood up and nodded: "Yesterday I fed the spiritual pets with them."

  Mo Bei nodded silently and stood behind Long Hao Tian, speechless, quietly watching this scene.

  Long Hao Tian raised his head, staring at the three scarred disciples, his eyes slightly widened, neither humble nor arrogant, and said in a deep voice: "What are you here for?"

  That scar-faced disciple seemed to have not heard Long Hao Tian's words, and walked to the iron pot on his own, picked up a spoonful of crab meat and chewed it, then casually threw the spoon into the iron pot.

  "Bang!"

  The soup in the iron pot splashed everywhere.

  "Not bad, not bad at all." Knife Scar's disciple smacked his lips, clapped his hands, and looked up at Long Hao Tian with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

  "I didn't expect it, but you're actually not completely useless."

  Long Hao Tian's face turned black, his fists clenched with a cracking sound, and he gritted his teeth: "You! You're the one who's despicable!"

  "Huh?"

  The scar-faced man's apprentice didn't get angry, instead feigning surprise and letting out a "yo" of astonishment. He exchanged glances with his companions before bursting into loud laughter: "Hahaha, this little piece of trash actually dares to talk back!"

  "Haha, but yesterday was a total disaster!"

  "Little trash!" The scar-faced disciple's laughter suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and coldly snorted, with a flash of anger in his eyes. His hands cracked as he spoke: "It was a pity that I didn't throw you into the monster dung pit that day. Today, I..."

  He hadn't finished speaking when his sharp-mouthed disciple, who was standing beside him, tugged on the sleeve of Knife Scar's robe and whispered, "Big Brother, there are people around."

  The scarred disciple subconsciously looked over and only then discovered that their actions had attracted the attention of many disciples around them.

  "Big brother, don't be impulsive. Bullying new disciples is strictly forbidden by the sect's rules. If someone sees us and reports it to the sect leader, we'll be in big trouble."

  That sharp-mouthed disciple whispered a reminder.

  At the words, Knife Scar's disciple's face changed slightly, he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and glared at Long Hao Tian with a fierce gaze: "You little scum, let's see how things go! Hmph!"

  As he spoke, Scarface turned and kicked the iron pot with one foot, then walked away.

  "Clang!" The iron pot flipped over, spilling the remaining soup all over the floor.

  Long Hao Tian slightly lowered his head, his fists clenched and trembling, his teeth tightly gritted, grinding with a faint crackling sound. His fingernails dug deep into the flesh, his eyes flashing bright and dim, his expression changing unpredictably.

  Long Hao Tian lowered his head, cleaning up the mess. He carefully collected the large bowls, put them in an iron pot, poured in clear water, and slowly washed and scrubbed the bowls one by one, sweeping away the crab shells around him. After finishing everything, he silently returned to his stone hut, not uttering a single word from start to finish.

  Late at night.

  The wall outside Longhao Tian's stone house suddenly transformed, and ripples began to appear. Longhao Tian wrapped in clothes walked out from inside and sealed the stone house again.

  He looked around, lowered his head, and quietly slipped into the darkness. Unbeknownst to him, a figure merged into the darkness, and at some point, it appeared silently on top of the stone house.

  "This kid." Mo Bei crossed his arms over his chest, a hint of a smile playing on the corners of his mouth: "I knew he'd go for revenge."

  "Just follow him and see, in case something unexpected happens." Mo Bei's heart moved, his toes lightly touched the ground, his body welcomed the gentle breeze, and he floated up lightly from the top of the stone house, closely following Long Hao Tian as he quickly disappeared into the darkness.

  Fang Luo You heard the noise and happened to come out of the house, witnessing Mo Bei secretly entering the darkness.

  "Where is Mo Bei? It's so late, where is he going?"

  Fang Luo supported his chin with his hand, lowered his head and thought for a moment: "I'll follow him and take a look."

  He immediately followed Mo Bei into the darkness.

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