CHAPTER 53: CHAPTER 53

The magic pot seemed very happy, buzzing a few times as if vying for attention.

Chen Muxue gently patted its bottom to calm it down. This was a great treasure, very aware of its own value. Just now, when Chen Muxue was bumped, it clamored to jump out and hit someone.

No wonder it’s the treasure that traveled through time with me.

Looking back, the senior brother from the Fei Xing Sect was already nowhere to be seen.

What a strange person.

Chen Muxue merely muttered this to herself and didn’t take it seriously. She believed her encounters with these chaotic people wouldn’t be too many.

Cen Lizhui found it troublesome to follow Chen Muxue too closely for now. The Huo Family’s reputation couldn’t be underestimated. With so many cultivators in Qingshan County, his sneaky behavior would attract attention.

Putting on the hat he wore when he first met Chen Muxue, Cen Lizhui’s figure blended entirely into the crowd, becoming an unnoticed background character, following Chen Muxue leisurely.

Chen Muxue first went to check out the "competition site," where many guards were stationed, and many people were going in and out, setting things up. It looked quite decent.

She found a nearby inn, and upon entering, was dazzled by the various obvious cultivators.

Why so many cultivators? Could they also be here for the culinary competition? No way, right?

She remembered that the cultivators in this world generally looked down on food, considering eating to be a base desire, something to be rid of in their eyes.

Could there be an Immortal Cultivation World event nearby?

As a cultivator herself, Chen Muxue carrying a pot on her back stood out even amongst so many cultivators.

After all, aside from those who practice on the Heartless Path, only cultivators who have severed worldly desires are revered and respected in the Immortal Cultivation World.

In the eyes of most cultivators, the simplest worldly desire to sever is the desire for food. With Fasting Pills and spiritual nourishment, the body quickly adapts to not eating.

So, Chen Muxue carrying a pot was akin to bringing bubble tea and fried chicken into a gym full of fitness trainers.

If Chen Muxue had to give her opinion, she’d say food desires are the hardest to sever. After all, there are so many delicious foods, and the joy of tasting them is so direct and easy to attain. You can only blame the scarcity of gourmet food in this world.

But who could you blame for that? If it weren’t for these cultivators’ advocacy, people wouldn’t look down on gourmet food, slowing its development significantly.

"Two rooms." Chen Muxue raised two fingers scissors-like to the shopkeeper.

Little Hua wasn’t tall enough to reach the counter. She stood on tiptoe, and soon a pair of bright, watery eyes appeared over it.

The shopkeeper’s heart softened, lowering his voice: "Miss, we don’t have any rooms available. You see how many cultivators are here. Be careful with the child and go somewhere further. It’s best not to stay around here recently."

Chen Muxue glanced around, noticing many cultivators with large beards and toned down her aggressiveness: "Then we’ll just have lunch here. The sun’s too hot right now to go outside."

The shopkeeper had a hard-to-describe expression: "Miss, you should know, cultivators don’t eat..."

"Shopkeeper, stop talking nonsense. This person is also a cultivator." Shen Yao’s haughty voice chimed in as she slapped a gold ingot on the counter, "One premium room."

The shopkeeper looked at the gold ingot, hesitating: "Miss, we really don’t..."

"I’m the chief senior disciple of the Liuyun Sect, weigh your words carefully." Shen Yao said, lifting her chin slightly and raising an eyebrow.