Chapter 43: Just Let Bai Help Manage It!

  Mo Bei nodded slightly, slowly closing his eyes, and quietly drew closer without making a sound.

  "Clear Wind Slash!" His heart stirred, a series of loud shouts burst forth, and the long sword that had been gathering momentum, instantly swept through the air, transforming into an arc of light!

  A burst of sword energy, heavily chopping on the crab shell.

  "Crack!"

  All that could be heard was a cracking sound of the crab shell shattering, and the crab shell, which was even harder than steel, shattered instantly.

  "Ahh!"

  The iron-armored crab let out a miserable cry, the intense pain causing it to suddenly wake up from its slumber. In a fit of rage, it stretched out its iron pincers and snapped them wildly at Mo Bei!

  "Hmm!"

  After those few days of practice, Mo Bei had already understood the weaknesses and habits of the Iron Shell Crab.

  He furrowed his brow, let out a low hum, and with a twist of the sword's momentum, the trajectory of the blade changed from thrust to parry; the blade was lodged in the iron pincers, holding back its closing jaws.

  Mo Bei broke open the crab shell, but did not draw his sword again. Instead, he took a half step back with his right foot, slightly bent his knees, and grasped the hilt of his sword tightly with his right hand. He used one hand to press against the body of the sword, blocking the Iron Armor Crab's power, and let out a light shout: "Hao Tian!"

  "Got it, boss!"

  Long Hao Tian's heart knew that this was an opportunity for himself, to cultivate his sword skills. He immediately pounced down, both hands grasping the sword, and fiercely slashed forward!

  His eyes widened in rage, and he shouted repeatedly: "Formless Sword of Bodily Destruction!"

  That sharp sword body instantly followed Mo Bei's broken defense crack and stabbed fiercely into the crab shell.

  "Pffft!"

  Crab meat flies everywhere, crab roe splatters all over.

  Its blade pierced from top to bottom through the entire body of the iron-armored crab, with the tip emerging from its pale white belly and pinning it cruelly into the sandy ground.

  Furious power tore Ironclad Crab's internal organs into powder.

  The iron-armored crab let out a few mournful cries, struggling and slowly releasing the pincers that had tightly clamped down on Mo Bei's long sword, losing its vitality.

  "Haha, boss, how was that sword strike of mine just now? It was powerful enough!" Long Hao Tian exclaimed, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

  "Not bad!" Mo Bei nodded in satisfaction: "It seems that you're about to grasp the sword intent too! From now on, kill crabs like this!"

  If every crab that was cut down was so easy to kill. Then in the future, just break open the defense and let Hao Tian kill it.

  Firstly, I can kill more with all my might! Secondly, Haotian can also practice his sword skills. Two birds with one stone, why not do it?

  "Got it!" Long Hao Tian nodded in response, swiftly pulling out his dagger and chopping off the iron pincers; then he flipped over the Iron Armor Crab, harvesting all usable materials from its various body parts.

  ……

  The sunset is approaching.

  Mo Bei and Long Hao Tian walked out of the dense forest, sweating profusely. Mo Bei led the way, carrying a pair of iron crab pincers. Long Hao Tian followed behind, dragging a large pile of slaughtered iron crabs. They boarded their flying boat and returned to the market.

  "Haha, boss! We killed more today than yesterday!"

  Mo Bei walked out of the Xianhe Hall after completing his task, and Long Hao Tian rushed up to him with an excited face: "Killed sixteen, thirty-two big pincers!"

  "That's right! Today was indeed a great harvest!" Mo Bei also looked very satisfied, and glanced at the iron-armored crab behind Long Hao Tian:

  "Selling crab meat alone is a bit of a loss. Before we go back... hmm... let's buy some glutinous rice later. Paired together, maybe we can make more profit."

  Long Haitian flattered and fawned: "Boss is really wise and powerful, resourceful and full of plans!"

  After the two left, Long Hao Tian continued to answer the stove and cook soup.

  Mo Bei then peeled off the shells of those iron-armored crabs, scooped out the crab meat and crab roe, put them in a pot, constantly adding seasonings. Before long, a large pot of fresh and delicious crab meat was ready.

  The fragrance wafts and drifts with the wind, piercing into each of those disciples' nostrils.

  That fragrance was like an invisible big hand, pinching everyone's nose, involuntarily leaning towards Mo Bei's side and gathering around.

  "Ah!" Many disciples took a deep breath, greedily sniffing the aroma, their eyes fixed on the delicious crab meat, as if they couldn't wait to pounce and devour it: "Today's crab meat seems even more fragrant than yesterday's!"

  "Yes indeed! And yesterday after I ate crab meat, at night when I was cultivating, I felt that my true energy had a clear increase!"

  "Right, right, I also feel like the aura has become even thicker."

  Many disciples whispered to each other, discussing it.

  "Come on, come on! Dinner is served! One spirit pearl per bowl. For the first ten customers, I'll add two extra scoops! More quantity, not more price, no cheating of old and young, or you'll miss out!"

  As soon as this was said, some disciples immediately took out their Lingzhu and rushed forward.

  "Bring me a bowl!"

  "I want two bowls, feed!"

  The whole scene was extraordinarily lively.

  Two people were busy at the same time, Long Hao Tian was in charge of scooping crab meat for others, while Mo Bei was responsible for collecting Lingzhu, with a fiery atmosphere.

  At this moment, a voice came over.

  "Mo Beishi, you're quite a businessman."

  Mo Bei took advantage of the gap to look up, and saw that the elegant and handsome Fang Luoyou had appeared in the crowd at some point, holding a paper fan in his right hand, with a hint of coolness between his eyebrows, smiling brightly: "I don't know if I'm welcome or not? As long as you're full, it's fine!"

  Mo Bei Zheng was worried that no one would help him, but when he heard Fang Luo You's words, he couldn't wait to laugh and handed a spoon to Fang Luo You: "Great, I'll definitely make sure you're full!"

  Fang Luoyou stared at the spoon in his hand, momentarily stunned, with a hint of incredulity flowing through his eyes. After a moment, Fang Luoyou revealed a wry smile, thinking to himself:

  "This Mo Bei guy, I was just being polite, who knew he really wasn't."

  "Alright!" Fang Luoyou didn't hesitate, and with a loud laugh, he took the ladle and started banging it against the iron pot, making a loud "Dong Dong" sound. He rolled up his sleeves, opened his mouth wide and shouted: "Crab meat! Freshly baked crab meat! First come first served, only one spirit pearl!"

  Everyone stared at Fang Luoyou in astonishment.

  That's the first of the four great geniuses of the Taixu Sect, that elegant and refined, handsome and charming young master Fang Luoyou, who is normally high above, not eating the smoke and fire of the mortal world, today actually reached out to Mo Bei.

  Fang Luo You helping Mo Bei on this side of things had spread instantly.

  Like attracting bees and butterflies, a large group of Tai Xu Zong's outer sect female disciples came to cheer...

  ……

  The sound of peddling, the noise of chattering, the shouting, rose and fell in succession, never stopping at one's ears. The entire stone house outside, the edge of the stone pool, was like a marketplace.

  Until the sun was about to set again into darkness, many outer disciples who had eaten and drunk enough finally let out a satisfied belch, wiped the oil from their mouths, and patted their bellies as they dispersed.

  The ground was a mess, and the iron pot was empty.

  Long Haitian, Fang Luoyou and Mo Bei sat cross-legged on the ground, with their collars wide open, regardless of their image and identity. They looked at each other, and everyone's face was filled with excitement.

  Mo Bei counted the spirit pearls in front of him, his mouth moving as he counted: "Sixty-nine... seventy-one... seventy-five..."

  Long Haitian heard this and swallowed a few mouthfuls of crab meat, holding his bowl and staring at Mo Bei: "Boss, how much did you sell?"

  Mo Bei's eyebrows rose, and a smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Seventy-eight spirit pearls, almost one piece of spirit stone! Including the income from killing crabs, it's exactly four pieces of spirit stone!"

  He casually handed a piece of Ling Stone to Long Hao Tian!

  Long Haitian was overjoyed and burst out laughing, wiping the oil from his mouth with a swipe: "Haha, Boss is indeed formidable! Wise and mighty!"

  "Adding it all up, we made almost four pieces of spirit stone today!" Long Hao Tian counted on his fingers, and after reaching the conclusion, his eyes widened: "If every day is like this, we'll get rich! What's there to worry about cultivating, what's there to worry about not having enough spirit stones?"

  "Don't underestimate the spiritual stone consumption of cultivation."

  Fang Luo sat on the ground with his legs crossed, holding a big bowl full of crab meat in one hand, and a pile of empty bowls beside him. As he gnawed on the crab legs, his eyes would occasionally glance at the nearly empty black pot, his eyes filled with craving.

  This appearance, where is there even a bit of the rumored elegance and refinement, the first of the four great geniuses of the Taixu Sect?

  Fang Luo spat out the shell of the Iron Armor Crab, mumbling indistinctly: "We're not consuming a lot of spiritual stones now. Later on, as our cultivation deepens, the consumption of spiritual stones will increase!"

  "With my current cultivation base of threefold Qi Refining," Fang Luo You got up, walked to the black pot with a bowl in hand, scooped out some food from the bottom of the pot with a spoon, and let out a satisfied burp: "Burp... at least one Spirit Stone will be consumed within three days."

  "A spirit stone!" Long Hao Tian was shocked: "I worked hard for a whole day and only earned one spirit stone. You used up one spirit stone in just three days?"

  Fang Luo You didn't rush to answer, focusing on staring at the bottom of the pot, scooping back and forth with a spoon, but after a long time, he still couldn't scoop up anything, so he helplessly pursed his lips and threw the spoon back into the pot.

  This scene made Mo Bei laugh and cry at the same time.

  Originally thought that Fang Luo Yu, as the leader of the four great geniuses, was a proud son of heaven and admired by all!

  Who would have thought it's so down-to-earth and edible?

  "Anything else?" Fang Luo's eyes sparkled with unspoken thoughts as he gazed at Mo Bei, flashing a bright smile.

  "You're still eating!" Long Hao Tian looked at the mountainous piles of bowls, his heart aching, and whispered: "Must... call over a rice bucket. Really knows how to stuff himself... I haven't eaten yet..."

  Before he could finish speaking, Mo Bei gave Long Hao Tian a stern glance and slapped him on the head with a loud crack, causing Long Hao Tian to grit his teeth in pain and clutch at his head.

  Fang Luo Yu seemed completely unbothered, and laughed heartily twice, showing his teeth, and picked up where he had left off: "My consumption of one spiritual stone in three days is nothing, when I reach the fifth heaven, it will be one spiritual stone per day. When I reach the eighth or ninth layer of Qi Refining, that's when the consumption of spiritual stones will be truly terrifying!"

  "Long Haitian couldn't help but ask: 'I've never seen you go to work, where did your spiritual stone come from?'"

  Fang Luo You didn't answer, and Long Hao Tian suddenly understood, saying: "Ah, I get it! Your Fang family has countless disciples, and they're all living well. The spiritual stones you cultivate are actually their filial offerings!"

  Seemingly unwilling to discuss this topic, Fang Luo Yu changed the subject and said:

  "Alright, I've helped out with the busy work. There's nothing much to do next," Fang Luoyou patted his belly contentedly and said: "Then I'll take my leave first, Mo Beishu."

  Long Hao Tian listened to these words, his nose almost twisted in anger, and he thought to himself:

  From head to toe, he broke four or five bowls, and only sold crab meat but forgot to collect the money. How dare you say you're helping? This guy is really shameless, did he come to help eat?!

  Fang Luoyou casually hugged Mo Bei and the latter nodded in response. Fang Luoyou puffed out his chest, turned around with a folding fan in hand, slowly fanning himself as he walked away with an air of leisure, swaying gently from side to side. Just as he was about to reach the wooden bridge, his voice drifted back:

  "I'll come back and help again tomorrow. Don't be polite, just make sure you're full!"

  Mo Bei listened with a series of bitter smiles and shook his head helplessly.

  This Fang Luo You is indeed an eccentric person.