Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Who could have known, this move didn’t help and ended up revealing Xuquan Han Land Disgust escaping from inside.

”We’ve been following him to the outskirts…” Shi Shougong said in a deep voice.

While speaking, Shi Shougong gave Zhang Fan a deep look and couldn’t help but ask, ”Are you having us track down the Xuquans?”

”He’s one of the Thirteen Zodiacs, you doing this…”

”Get it straight, for now, you’re running with me.” Zhang Fan tapped the table, interrupting Shi Shougong’s question.

Technically, Shi Shougong and Su Shiyu were two demonic ghosts recruited by the [Si Snake], so they were considered Wuwei Sect Members.

Therefore, Zhang Fan asking them to track the Xu Dog, who was also of the Wuwei Sect, was naturally confusing.

After all, in the eyes of Shi Shougong and Su Shiyu, Zhang Fan was also a Wuwei Sect member, otherwise, why would Si Snake let them follow his orders!?

”Don’t question any of my orders and don’t have your own thoughts.” Zhang Fan said blandly.

”I understand now.” After a brief silence, Shi Shougong nodded.

He felt that Zhang Fan seemed more assertive than before.

”He looks like he’s quite hurt, but after all, he’s Xu Dog, so we didn’t dare to get too close. We just saw him enter a villa in the suburbs.” Shi Shougong continued.

”What happened next? I already know this.” Zhang Fan pressed on.

Last night, Su Shiyu had already told him about this.

”Then, following your instructions, we made an anonymous tip to the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance...” Su Shiyu pouted a bit, also looking at Zhang Fan with a peculiar expression.

Before finishing, Zhang Fan laughed: ”And then?”

”Half an hour later, experts from the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance arrived.”

”And what happened after that?”

”After that, there was a flurry of noise in that villa.”

”Karma indeed!” Zhang Fan grinned slightly, thankful he had a backup plan, so now, even if Xu Dog isn’t dead, he wouldn’t dare to stay in Yujing City any longer.

Now, he was completely safe.

”When I make it, I’ll come for you first.”

Zhang Fan had also become vengeful now. Although he’s had interactions with several of the Thirteen Zodiacs, Han Diyan came out of nowhere like a vicious dog, with no connection or warning, and nearly finished him off.

The incident with the tofu counted as one, and returning to the Zhang Family’s Old Mansion was another.

This debt would be settled sooner or later.

”Let’s go.” Zhang Fan’s mind was finally clear, and he stood up ready to leave.

”Brother Fan, have something to eat before you go.” Su Shiyu felt a bit disappointed seeing that Zhang Fan hadn’t touched the breakfast she meticulously prepared.

”Not hungry? How about trying some of mine...”

Saying this, Shi Shougong generously offered his lunchbox filled with plump and juicy insects.

”No… no need.”

Zhang Fan practically flew as he turned and left.

Beep beep...

Just as he stepped out of the Tan Residence, Zhang Fan’s phone rang again, and it was Li Yishan.

”Dinner together tonight?”

”Sure.”

”What do you want to eat?”

”You pick the place, you treat.”

Zhang Fan grinned broadly, in great spirits.

...

Evening, University City.

Sanyang Street.

As darkness began to fall, the roadside food stalls became lively.

”Hotpot just at the start of autumn?”

In front of Zhang Fan lay a copper pot, white smoke rising, a hint of warmth radiating, spices enhancing the flavor, wolfberries, ginseng, red dates... various herbs bringing the rich aroma of meat to its peak.

”Eat hotpot to stay warm as autumn turns to winter, it’s the autumn equinox after all.” Li Yishan poured a fresh plate of meat into the bubbling, seething pot.

With autumn here, it’s time to put on extra weight for the season.

Spring and summer nourish, autumn and winter preserve, at this time, one must conceal vitality and accumulate energy, ready for a burst of growth the following year.

This is also a health secret of the Daoist Family.

”What kind of meat is this? It smells amazing.”

Zhang Fan picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks, eyeing the lamb hanging at the stall with puzzlement.

He’d had lamb before, but never this flavorful and savory.

”Dog meat is so enticing even Immortals can’t resist.” Li Yishan lowered his voice with a mysterious smile.

”Dog meat? Why’s it hanging with a mutton sign?” Zhang Fan asked with a peculiar expression.

”Who cares what sign they hang? As long as it’s not a human head.”

Saying this, Li Yishan added a piece of marbled meat for Zhang Fan.

Eating dog meat has its nuances, so-called ”black first, yellow second, spotted third, white fourth,” ”big dogs boost kidneys,” ”small dogs enrich the blood,” and this big black dog was custom-ordered by Li Yishan from the owner.

”Why did you think of having dog meat?” Zhang Fan asked casually.

”Had a dream the night before last.” Li Yishan rolled up his sleeves, eating while talking.

”A dream? What kind of dream?”

”Dreamed that the dog we had at home died.”

”You have a dog at home? How come I didn’t know?” Zhang Fan asked.

”I said it was a dream.” Li Yishan rolled his eyes.

”Dreams do have signs.”

”Superstitious nonsense.” Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

”Others may call it superstitious, but my dreams are prophetic.”

Li Yishan put a piece of meat into his mouth as he spoke.

”But I don’t have a dog at home, so I’m treating you to dog meat for the occasion.”

”Then let’s eat it up, don’t leave a single piece.”

Zhang Fan picked up his chopsticks and scooped up from the pot.

...

Late night, outside Yujing City.

On Highway 233.

A black Wei Xiao Li sped along, headlights blazing on an endless road.

”It was thanks to Xu Zhixia that I managed to escape from Yujing City safely this time.”

In the driver’s seat, a middle-aged man with graying temples watched the rearview mirror, his voice low and hoarse.

”The Xu Family’s business spans all over, their influence in Yujing City is immense. Helping someone escape is nothing to them.”