Chapter 93: He’s a Breeder!
Chapter 93: Chapter 93: He’s a Breeder!
Just as Niu Youliang opened his mouth wide, yet to react, Song Yunxi had already stepped forward on his own accord, taken the enormous roast chicken, and placed it on the table.
The drinks were cleared away, and the entire room filled with a rich, roasted meat aroma. Chen Mo took a sniff. It seemed there was also an indescribable, faint scent of Medicinal Herbs mixed within, which added a few degrees of flavor to this Spirit Chicken.
Often, the finest ingredients only require the most unadorned cooking methods. Roasting was the simplest, most primal, and most delicious method of preparation. Combined with a Cultivator’s unique fire techniques, it could rapidly cook the entire bird while keeping it crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and bursting with juices.
Song Yunxi picked up a dagger, carved a piece from the breast, and placed it on the plate beside Chen Mo. "It’s the chicken Brother Chen raised, so you should have the first taste!"
Chen Mo didn’t stand on ceremony. Having been in this world for five or six years, he hadn’t eaten any other ingredients besides Spirit Rice. Although he had raised this chicken for two and a half years, in the face of such a delicacy, his taste buds gained the upper hand.
He took a bite. CRUNCH, CRUNCH.
From the initial crispy fragrance to the firm, juicy meat, the lingering aroma danced delicately between his lips and teeth.
Delicious!
A Spirit Chicken was indeed worthy of its name! Even just a piece of breast meat was this flavorful. It hadn’t been in vain that he’d raised it for so long!
After the meat settled in his stomach, a faint, gentle stream of Spiritual Qi flowed down Chen Mo’s esophagus and into his stomach. It slowly spread outward, ultimately merging into his body without any resistance, becoming a part of him.
[Mountain Embrace Qi Cultivation Technique +1]
Bright yellow text drifted past his eyes. The Cultivation Technique he had practiced continuously for many days had actually gained a point of experience under such circumstances. Chen Mo knew this was a natural result of things falling into place; it wasn’t as if a single bite of Spirit Chicken Meat could directly add a point of experience. However, this perfectly demonstrated the efficacy that Spiritual Birds had on a Cultivator!
"How is it?" Song Yunxi looked at him with a smile playing on his lips.
"It lives up to being raised by me," Chen Mo laughed. He took the dagger, sliced off a piece, and handed it over. Afterward, he also carved and shared a few pieces with Niu Youliang, Cui Ji, as well as the Female Cultivators: Yun Rou, Yu Xi, and Hong Yan.
As the Pavilion Master of the Ancient Dust Marketplace, while Niu Youliang might not have Spiritual Birds and Spiritual Beasts for every meal, he still ate them once every three to five days. However, this was truly his first time seeing a Spirit Chicken of this enormous size.
It was unbelievable.
He took a bite. The taste was pretty good, but it wasn’t exactly stunning. The Spiritual Qi contained within the meat was also normal. The only difference was that the texture was firmer and chewier—the kind that made one unable to stop once they started eating. It was exceptionally marvelous and hard to describe.
After finishing a plate, Niu Youliang looked at Chen Mo and asked, "Is this a Spirit Chicken you raised?"
"Yes."
"Master Niu! Don’t get any ideas about my brother!" Song Yunxi quickly spoke up. "He’s already agreed to go to the White Snake Marketplace with me!" As he spoke, the newly appointed Pavilion Master burst into laughter. "Haha! I’ll be able to eat this delicacy every day from now on!"
"Master Song, what are you saying!" Niu Youliang feigned a stern expression. "How could I force Fellow Daoist Chen? But when the time comes and Fellow Daoist Chen’s Spirit Chickens are fully grown, how about I go and buy one or two?"
"That works, as long as the price is right!"
"Money! That’s not a problem!"
Inside Earth Character Room No. 2, the group conversed joyfully. As they exchanged cups and drank, the moon had already risen above the willow branches outside the building.
Chen Mo drank a few more cups, but didn’t get drunk. He ate a few more bites, but wasn’t full. It was just that, in this very moment, he truly felt the benefits of having power and status.
Before having power and status, it seemed everyone around him was an enemy. From Yin Zheng to the Tribulation Cultivators, and from Xiao Changhua to He Zhiping—even the nobodies were constantly trying to crush one another.
But with them? Even the once unattainable Pavilion Master of the Ancient Dust Marketplace could now drape an arm over his shoulder and exchange toasts with him. Suddenly, it seemed like everyone around him had become a good person.
Of course, Chen Mo knew very well that whether it was Cui Ji or Niu Youliang, the reason they gave him face wasn’t because of that Spirit Chicken which was taller than a person, but because of Song Yunxi! Before Song Yunxi became a Pavilion Master, even if he ran into the Niu Mansion’s chief steward, Cui Ji, he had to offer a few pleasantries.
But now? Niu Youliang had personally come to visit!
The wine did not intoxicate him; Chen Mo was exceptionally clear-headed. Bitter cultivation, bitter cultivation! In the days to come, he still had to continue his bitter cultivation!
The time spent eating and drinking was joyful, though by no means brief. As it neared midnight, a slightly tipsy Song Yunxi stumbled into the inner room with his arms around Yun Rou. His spirits highly aroused, Niu Youliang ignored his beautiful concubines at home and chose three gorgeous Female Cultivators from the Fragrance Pavilion, taking them into Room No. 1. Mei Hua was eager to join in; having had his soul hooked, he too left with some other Female Cultivators.
In the end, only Chen Mo, Hong Yan, and Yu Xi were left in the room.
"Fellow Daoist Yu, you can go and rest." Chen Mo picked up his wine cup, drinking another pot by himself.
This coolly elegant Female Performer glanced at Hong Yan, and only after seeing her nod did she withdraw.
"Come, Fellow Daoist Chen. A toast to you!" Hong Yan directly raised a wine pot, and the two exchanged a knowing smile. "Is Fellow Daoist Chen really going to the White Snake Marketplace?"
Chen Mo nodded. "Farming is farming, no matter where you do it."
"Fellow Daoist, the status of a Spirit Plant Cultivator isn’t high. Now that Shopkeeper Song has been appointed as a Pavilion Master, why must you still do that kind of..."
Before she could finish, Chen Mo waved his hand, gesturing for her to stop. Knowing she had spoken out of turn, Hong Yan penalized herself by downing a cup.
"Do you think I have exceptionally good luck? That I managed to latch onto a big shot like Song Yunxi?"
"No, no, no, that’s not it!" Hong Yan hurriedly denied. Even though she harbored this thought to some extent, she absolutely couldn’t say it out loud!
"So what if it is?" Chen Mo smiled self-deprecatingly. "Back then, it was also Brother Song who pulled me out of the fire pit."
Hong Yan knew this. During that incident, all the Spirit Plant Cultivators above the Qi Refining Third Layer in the Ancient Dust Marketplace had died.
"Offer me a peach, and I shall repay it with precious jade. I, Chen Mo, have no other skills besides farming a field and raising chickens. If I were to give up my identity as a Spirit Plant Cultivator, wouldn’t I truly become the hanger-on you speak of..."
"Brother Chen, what nonsense are you spouting!"
On this side, Chen Mo was still casually chatting with Hong Yan. On the other side, Song Yunxi had already put his clothes back on and walked out.
"Damn, you’re already done?"
How long had it been? Was it even half a cup of tea’s time?
At those words, Song Yunxi’s old face instantly flushed red.
"I haven’t touched Yun Rou for two years. That waist of hers, that ass... Wait, what am I saying!" He quickly put on a stern face, acting incredibly serious. "Hong Yan, oh Hong Yan, do you think it’s Brother Chen who is riding on my coattails?" Song Yunxi suddenly changed the subject.
"Ah?"
"You should know, back then, I was the one who forcibly dragged him into becoming sworn brothers!"
"Ah?!"
"Brother Chen coming with me to the White Snake Marketplace is enough to make me wake up laughing from my dreams. Do you know why?"
"Ah? Ah!"
One question after another constantly bombarded Hong Yan, leaving her with no time to even think.
"I-I don’t know!"
"He is a Breeder!"
"A Breeder? Aren’t... aren’t there many Breeders... in the Marketplace?"
"Do you know what his Breeding rate is?"
"Twen-twenty?"
"Haha!" Song Yunxi let out a loud laugh. "You’re underestimating my Brother Chen way too much! Ten to one! That’s a Breeding rate of ten to one!"