Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

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"These Rabbit Demons at the first level of Qi Refinement are so cheap because their Cultivation is too low and they breed too fast, many ordinary people will buy a Rabbit Demon to take home for their kids to play with."

"I guess I just wanted to get stronger too much."

"So now I've got thousands of dead Rabbit Demons in my room, figuring the meat isn't worth much to sell, I thought since I'm idle anyway."

"How about we go to the rooftop and barbecue some rabbit meat?"

"..."

Chen Qiu looked expressionlessly toward Fat Long, who stood at the door holding two dead rabbits, and after a long silence, finally waved and said, "Come here, walk in front of me."

"Oh."

Then, Chen Qiu silently took out the Jade Feather Fan he had bought at Wentian Market and, his expression filled with rage, leaped up from the bed and started beating Fat Long with it.

"Are you fucking insane?!!"

"Ah?"

"Did you fuck up your brain Dual Cultivating yourself into stupidity?"

"You fucking think I'm going to eat your dead Rabbit Demons? Do you believe I'll go find Liu Zide right now and have you castrated?!"

"Are you just trying to piss me off in the middle of the night?"

"Brother Qiu..."

After getting beaten black and blue by Chen Qiu, Fat Long finally came to his senses, curled up in the corner of the room holding his head, and said with a crying and aggrieved voice, "I just killed these Rabbit Demons!"

"They're clean!"

"How could I possibly offer you a used Rabbit Demon to eat, Brother Qiu."

"It's just that today you gave me some Spirit Stones to buy a Dual Cultivation Technique and the entry jade slip, I didn't know how else to thank you, so I picked the two fattest and juiciest Rabbit Demons, I didn't even want to use them, I just brought some peanuts and liquor, thinking to have a drink with you on the rooftop."

"How could I be that stupid!"

"..."

Chen Qiu suddenly felt apologetic and stiffened in place, sheepishly saying, "So it is that way, really, sorry for misunderstanding you, it's quite unfair the beating you took, just take it as thanks."

"What about it, go to the rooftop for a drink?"

With a sense of grievance, Fat Long lifted his arm and wiped away the tear streaks from the corner of his eyes, and nodded heavily.

"Mmm-hmm."

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In Kai Mountain City, on the rooftop of the inn.

Chen Qiu and his companion sat on the rooftop, leisurely roasting rabbit meat on the grill beside them, each taking a sip of liquor and a bite of meat, thoroughly enjoying their casual chat with each other.

Talking about the past life.

Talking about things before they met.

Talking about things after they met.

Talking about everything.

"Brother Qiu."

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Maybe it was the excess drinking, but Fat Long was slurring as he draped an arm around Chen Qiu's shoulders, saying groggily, "Do you know why I'm called Fat Long?"

"Hmm."

Chen Qiu hadn't practiced Cultivation tonight but chose to sit on the roof and drink with Fat Long for half the night, and he replied somewhat fuzzily and nonchalantly, "One minute you say you changed your name to Fat Long, the next you say it's always been your name, who the hell knows why you're called Fat Long."

He hadn't used Spiritual Energy to expel the effects of alcohol.

If you're going to drink and then use Spiritual Energy to sober up, what's the difference between that and drinking water?

"Heh heh."

With his slurred speech and a grin, Fat Long chuckled, "Actually, when I was born, there really was a fatty five-clawed dragon circling above our door. Then, my parents named me Fat Long."

As he said this, he started laughing himself, clearly thinking it was quite far-fetched.

"Here's to you, Brother Qiu, another one!"

Just then—

Chen Qiu suddenly saw in the distance, in the night, a Heaven-reaching Giant, stepping on lotuses that bloomed with each step in midair, heading right towards Kai Mountain City, and quickly landing right in front of them.

The giant's enormous figure was exceedingly conspicuous in the darkness!

Squatting down, he almost filled the entire cobblestone road and towered over the inn, only able to look down upon Chen Qiu and the others on the roof as he boomed, "Brother Chen Qiu, the Sect Master sent me to find you, said you might be in danger, and told me to support you."

"Ah?"

Chen Qiu looked up at the towering giant before him, a bit bewildered, "The Sect Master sent you to find me? What danger is there around here?"

He hadn't even started to talk.

When he saw Zhao Yishi's throat move slightly, the sound of swallowing saliva was like a bolt from the blue, and his eyes intently stared at the rabbit meat on the grill, radiating aroma, "What does this rabbit meat taste like, is it good?"

"..."

Although Chen Qiu didn't know why Zhao Yishi had shown up here, he still helplessly gestured for Fat Long to hand the rabbit meat to Zhao Yishi. The originally not-so-small rabbit meat looked like just a tiny morsel once it entered Zhao Yishi's mouth.

As expected.

Zhao Yishi merely pursed his lips, the food seeming to have disappeared before one could even see it travel down his throat, and sheepishly after smacking his lips, he mumbled, "Do you have more? I barely got a taste."

"The Sect Master hasn't fed me my fill in a long time, I'm so hungry."

Although Fat Long was a bit speechless with this familiarity, he still got up and went to the guest rooms downstairs, "Wait here, I'll go butcher two for you, there are just two rabbit demons left."

Soon—

Fat Long came up to the roof holding two freshly killed rabbit demons, and before he could even put them on the grill, Zhao Yishi's stomach roared with a deafening turmoil, "That... I can eat them raw, no need to cook."

"You eat them raw?"

"As long as they're not alive, it's all fine."

"..."

Fat Long couldn't be bothered to say more, and just tossed the two rabbit demons into Zhao Yishi's mouth. After finishing these two, Zhao Yishi still looked unfilled and dropped his massive head. His large eyes peered excitedly through the window of Fat Long's room and exclaimed.

"Fat Long, you've got lots of yummy stuff in your room!"

"Those have been dead for a while, they're still raw." Fat Long replied grumpily, as he grabbed the bottle to continue guzzling half a jug, before slurring, "If you like it, it's all yours."