Chapter 376 (2/2)

Ling Tian suddenly felt comfortably warm, an unspeakable sense of comfort, as though he was soaked in a perfectly calibrated hot spring! His spirit now seemed like a piece of exquisitely made jade, reflecting the goodness of the world, tangible and intangible!

He flicked his sleeve, and enormous internal energy shot forth, blasting the boulder above him high up into the air. In that instant, the entire area was coated with a new layer of soil!

Amid the flying debris, Ling Tian flashed out of his hiding spot, landing on the top of a tree. He immersed himself in the scorching sunlight as he cast his eyes toward the horizon, suddenly entertaining the thought of how it seemed like the world was underneath his feet!

The monarch overlooks all below the heavens! Commanding the rain and winds! That is me, Ling Tian!

Ling Tian was unaware of how many days he had spent trapped in his hiding place, but he was definitely sure that it was no short break! The internal energy in his body had been replenished, and with a breakthrough in his cultivation as well as his mental state, he could estimate that it was not something that could have been done in just a day and night! The grumbling of his stomach made him even more sure of this fact. Based on his previous realm, his body wouldn't feel hunger even after one or two days, let alone make such a grumbling noise.

It seemed like he had buried himself for at least three days. Was he trying to bury himself alive? Ling Tian laughed out. Even with the increase in his cultivation, he probably still wasn't a match for Justice, but he should at least have some chance of withstanding him.

The so-called martial way could only be considered having started when a person has reached the XianTian stage. In the XianTian stage, it can also be roughly divided into 4 categories, namely: Cultivating essence into energy, smelting energy into spirit, refining the spirit back to Void, and melding the void into the Way itself. Right now, Ling Tian had successfully broken through the stage of cultivating essence into energy and had stepped into smelting energy into spirit. However, Justice was most likely at the later stages of refining the spirit back to Void, and he probably was even half a step into melding the void into the Way! Thus, the distance between the two of them was still quite far, and while Ling Tian could clash head-on with Justice now, he still wouldn't be able to defeat him!

While he had currently improved his martial arts by a huge step, Ling Tian had always done things in a cautious way. Without an 80% chance of success, he wouldn't go and invite trouble. The most important thing now was for him to find something to eat. The other matters could wait, his stomach couldn't!

Squinting his eyes, Ling Tian took his bearings before moving quickly towards the Celestial Gathering City of Western Han.

Hmm, Justice probably flew off to some random location already, right?

He would probably be like a headless fly searching everywhere for traces of himself, and Ling Tian took joy in his misfortune.

Justice, oh Justice, you've chased me for so long and made me this disheveled for the first time in my life. How can I not give you some punishment in return? I'll let you play around for a while longer!

Ling Tian happily thought this as he sprinted towards the Celestial Gathering City. What he was unaware was the fact that Justice was also in that very same city, and had already been there for three days! Right now, this scary person had already once more recovered to his optimum level!

In the time taken to pour a cup of tea, Ling Tian had arrived at the edge of the city. Casting his gaze around, it landed on a tavern, with the label, ”One jar will get you drunk three days, the fragrance when a jar is opened spreads out ten feet!”

Ling Tian chuckled at this, he didn't even dare claim that the Hero's Blood and Luna Fragrance that he himself brewed could live up to such an expectation, but this little tavern actually dared to do so! He slowly approached the place.

Right now, the sun shone down brightly, the time approaching afternoon. The tiny tavern was deserted, and the waiter was snoozing off at the counter, a trail of saliva hanging out of his mouth. Seeing how he was still smiling so widely in his dreams, Ling Tian a.s.sumed that he was having a happy dream.

Even when Ling Tian approached him, there was no reaction, so Ling Tian lightly rapped the table before saying, ”Oh, who dropped their silver?”

”Silver? Where? Where?! I dropped it! I dropped the silver!” The moment he heard the magical word, the snoozing waiter immediately perked up in attention, and his eyes searched left and right, scanning the area around him.

”Bring this young n.o.ble a few good dishes and some wine, and as for the silver, I'll definitely not be stingy.” Ling Tian patted him on his shoulder as he smiled.

”Sure, young n.o.ble, please hold on for a moment.” The waiter scratched his head and laughed, running to the kitchens.

In a moment, four dishes and a bowl of soup were served up, and just as the waiter turned to leave he recalled that the impeccably dressed young n.o.ble had not yet placed an order for wine. He turned back and began, ”This young n.o.ble, would you like to…” The following words, however, got stuck in his throat as his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets!

This seemingly rich and well mannered young n.o.ble had one hand scooping up pieces of beef, and the other scooping up the soup, gorging himself like an animal! Looking at the dishes on the table, every dish had already been reduced by half, and that huge plate of beef was even close to being picked clean. The young n.o.ble's hands, mouth, and even his clothes were full of oil, and he was even ignoring whatever the waiter just said, enjoying himself in his own world!

The Zhuangzi is an ancient Chinese text that contains stories and anecdotes that exemplify the carefree nature of the ideal Daoist sage. The most famous story is ”Zhuang Zhou Dreams of Being a b.u.t.terfly”, where Zhuang Zhou wonders if he dreamed of being a b.u.t.terfly or whether he was a b.u.t.terfly dreaming of being Zhuang Zhou.

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