12dz Chapter 1002 A Group of Special Cultivators
Chapter 1002 A Group of Special Cultivators
Chapter 1002: A Group of Special Cultivators
The green-clad demon cultivator and Fatty Wang were fighting high in the sky. Old Man Yu, Shopkeeper Xin, and the others were neither worried nor concerned.
An old tea drinker savored the food in his bowl and couldn't help but comment, "This soup tastes special. It seems that Fatty Wang has developed another delicious dish."
The others nodded in agreement.
This group of high-ranking cultivators, who could truly be called immortals, were now standing on the street eating soup bowls. Xiao Han found this scene quite surreal.
Is this the true return to simplicity?
She looked up at the sky again.
The collision of the laws above was clearly very intense; even standing on the ground, she could feel the terrifying power emanating from above.
However, their fight lacked dazzling magical light and the clash and flight of magical treasures. Visually, it wasn't even as visually appealing as a fight between a lowly Qi Refining cultivator or a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
But Xiao Han knew that at this level of combat, there was no need for any fancy moves.
They finished the food in their bowls in a few bites, and then looked up at the sky.
Fatty Wang didn't see Xiao Han's actions at that moment, otherwise he would definitely be angry that Xiao Han didn't properly enjoy his food.
The two didn't fight for long, only a little over fifteen minutes, before the green-robed demon cultivator uttered a harsh threat: "You just wait!"
He then vanished in a flash.
Fatty Wang paid no attention to her threats.
He flew down and was pleased to see that everyone had finished eating.
Seeing that his restaurant—no, his tavern—was completely destroyed except for a set of tables and chairs, he couldn't help but curse a few more times.
Even though Wang Pangzi's cultivation level was only True God Realm at the moment, Xiao Han knew that he was at least Divine Monarch Realm.
As for whether he was at a higher realm than the Divine Lord Realm and whether his fight with the green-robed demon cultivator was just a charade, Xiao Han really couldn't tell.
These are all seniors with higher cultivation levels than me; I should try to curry favor with them.
Xiao Han's eyes lit up, and she immediately stepped forward to fawn over him.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, I have some knowledge of weapon crafting. How about I go and get you another set of your tables, chairs, benches, and other tools?"
Since the other party preferred to deceive themselves rather than reveal their true cultivation level, she kindly addressed them as fellow Daoist.
Fatty Wang was indeed very happy. "Alright, alright, then I'll trouble Fellow Daoist Xiao. Don't worry, next time there's delicious food, I'll let you taste it for free."
In fact, these tables, chairs, and benches were all made from very ordinary trees found in the mountains. With the abilities of these great cultivators, it was just a matter of waving their hands.
But since these big shots were willing to pretend to be ordinary people and have fun, Xiao Han naturally had the foresight to play along.
Inside the restaurant, there was a complete set of tables and chairs where the teahouse owner, Xin Xiushi, had been sitting. Xiao Han noted down the design and then flew to a nearby mountain to cut down trees and build his own.
The tables and chairs in the restaurant were made of ordinary wood, but there were no such trees around here.
Xiao Han had no choice but to fly further away and search everywhere.
She had just finished making about ten sets of tables and chairs, preparing for replacements if they were damaged, when she noticed a group of cultivators flying overhead.
The other party was too fast, so Xiao Han didn't pay attention. After tidying up the tables and chairs, she rushed back to the town.
She was stunned when she flew back and saw the view of the town from the sky.
In the void, a group of people were fighting each other, creating quite a lively scene.
Among the cultivators above were not only familiar figures like Fatty Wang, Shopkeeper Xin, and Old Man Yu, but even the owner of the general store, with whom she rarely interacted, joined the fight.
When Xiao Han saw that among the opponents of these acquaintances was the green-clad female demon cultivator, she knew that this was her helper, and the others must also be demon cultivators.
Xiao Han stopped thinking about it and flew up to help fight the group.
When Xin Nuxiu saw her come up, she calmly brought her two opponents over and then let one of them come out.
Xiao Han knew that Xin, the female cultivator, was definitely powerful, but at this moment she still did not reveal her true cultivation level. Instead, she was "doing her best" to fight two people by herself. So Xiao Han did not think much about it and rushed up to help, taking over the fight against a demon cultivator at the True God Realm.
The talismanic arts she's been practicing lately involve drawing talismans in the air.
At this moment, she began to draw and throw out her most skillful and powerful talismans.
The talisman wasn't of a very high grade, but drawing talismans in the void didn't have the same significant advantages as using paper talismans. She added a trace of the power of law to it, which greatly enhanced its attack effect.
Although it cannot yet inflict significant damage on the opponent, it can at least hold them off.
After fighting for half an hour, everyone seemed to be evenly matched, but the green-clad female cultivator knew that one of the female cultivators on the human cultivator side was simply toying with them.
After calming down, a shout signaled for everyone to stop fighting.
And so the fight ended abruptly.
The demon cultivators retreated, and none of the human cultivators pursued them.
Fighting is commonplace in chaotic places; as long as the consequences aren't too serious, it's over once the fight is over.
Xiao Han felt that her eyes had been opened to a whole new world.
This art style feels a bit like a gang fight between thugs fighting over territory in a mortal kingdom.
The main figures these demon cultivators came to beat up were Fatty Wang, Female Cultivator Xin, Old Man Yu, and others, including the general store owner, who all lent their support.
Therefore, after the demon cultivators left, Fatty Wang said to everyone with a smile, "Fellow Daoists, you've all worked hard. I'll make something delicious to reward you all later."
Xin Nuxiu was very satisfied with Wang Pangzi's understanding.
"Hurry up, hurry up! If those demon cultivators come again, we'll help you beat them up."
The others also laughed and agreed.
The owner of the general store was a rather thin, old man who didn't have an air of otherworldly grace about him; his name was Qian Baiwan.
Upon hearing Wang Pangzi's words, his eyes lit up immediately. "Oh, I hope these demon cultivators come to see Wang Pangzi every day."
He wanted to eat Wang Pangzi's delicious food, but eating it cost divine stones, and he wasn't willing to spend money.
Xiao Han learned from the casual conversation of these tea drinkers that the general store owner was a notorious miser who never wasted a single divine stone.
Upon hearing Qian Baiwan's words, Fatty Wang rolled his eyes dramatically.
Since Master Qian had taken the initiative to help him, there was no point in saying anything more at this point.
Xiao Han felt that these cultivators not only lacked the aura of immortals, but instead lived more like ordinary mortals.
She set up tables and chairs in Fatty Wang's shop and also helped him refine some simple tools he needed.
Fatty Wang closed his restaurant to find suitable ingredients to host a dinner party. A group of idle cultivators in the town moved to Cultivator Xin's teahouse to continue their idle chatter and lively discussions.
The topics they discussed were sometimes utterly absurd to Xiao Han.
For example, five or six tea drinkers might be discussing the green-clad demoness's true form, which is definitely a green snake. Otherwise, she wouldn't be wearing green; she would be wearing red instead.
Xiao Han didn't understand why demon cultivators had to wear clothes that matched their skin color. And why snakes that weren't green-skinned had to wear red.
Watching the people in the teahouse arguing heatedly, with some even insisting that the snake demon looked better in red, Xiao Han felt it was even more surreal.
Are these cultivators comparable to immortals? Or are they just a group of six or seven-year-old children?