High Immortal Qingqing's Xuantian Vessel, though small, was exquisitely crafted.
Whether it was the structure of the hull or the formations on board, it was incomparable to those so-called passenger or merchant ships.
Especially the spiritual energy on the ship—rich, pure, and brimming with vitality—gave one a refreshing feeling, like the earth returning to spring, and was also pleasing to the heart and mind. Moreover, the ship was not lavishly decorated like passenger vessels; on the contrary, all the furnishings on High Immortal Qingqing's ship were simple and plain, without any precious treasures or exotic gems for adornment. There were only ordinary flowers and plants.
Boarding this ship, if the first impression was exquisite craftsmanship, then the second was simple neatness, and the third was as if standing in the great outdoors—very warm and comfortable.
Gu Qingfeng might not be a particularly fastidious person.
But that didn't mean he liked places filled with foul air; on the contrary, he also yearned for beautiful environments.
This man.
Could endure the worst environments and also enjoy the best.
If there was the best environment, of course he would enjoy it.
Li Xin Immortal and the others were preparing delicious dishes, while Gu Qingfeng and Huode strolled around the ship, admiring the view.
"I say, Gu kid, are you up to something again?"
"What scheme am I plotting?"
"Don't think I don't know. You, kid, are nine times out of ten harboring some crooked idea again. Tell me honestly, who have you set your sights on this time?
Is it Li Xin Immortal or High Immortal Qingqing?"
"I say, Huode, am I the kind of guy who can't walk straight when he sees a woman?"
"Whether you can walk straight when you see a woman, I don't know. I only know that any woman you take a fancy to definitely won't be able to walk straight."
"Get lost! In your mind, am I just a downright scoundrel and bastard?"
"What kind of good bird do you think you are?"
Huode rolled his eyes, then said seriously, "Gu kid, I'm telling you, these are proper young ladies. Can't you stop flirting everywhere? After all, they are disciples of the Seventy-Two Blessed Lands' Eternal Life Pavilion. Don't you go ruining them."
"I'm just here to have a cup of fine wine. How is that ruining them?"
"Not yet, but after this round of drinks, it's hard to say."
"Go play with an egg. I can't be bothered with you."
Soon.
Li Xin Immortal had laid out a table full of delicious dishes.
Huode was a genuine foodie. Having wandered the Great Desolate for tens of thousands of years, the first thing he did upon arriving in any new heavenly domain was to head to a trading world to eat and drink heartily. After tens of thousands of years, though he wouldn't dare claim to have tasted every delicacy, he could rattle off the names of various fine dishes at the drop of a hat.
With one glance, he could tell that the feast Li Xin Immortal had prepared could be described as sumptuous to the extreme.
There were Thousand-Leaf Fruits that bloomed once every thousand years, Water-Moon Lotuses nurtured over a millennium, rare mountain delicacies from this heavenly domain, exotic sea flavors from that one, peculiar treasures from this world, and rare gems from that world. There was even the Great Desolate's renowned Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruit from the Great Nature.
Good heavens!
Truly worthy of being from Eternal Life Pavilion. This was just too lavish, wasn't it?
Gazing at the table full of delicacies, Huode couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Though his mouth watered, Huode did not wolf down the food. Instead, he sat upright, putting on the airs of a venerable senior.
To tell the truth, Huode was also not a fastidious person, but only when no one was watching. In front of others, he was quite particular—the kind who would rather have his head severed and blood flow than let his posture be anything less than proper.
Gu Qingfeng was different. He wasn't fastidious in private, and he wasn't fastidious in public either. Huode couldn't relax in front of others, but Gu Qingfeng always could. He ate when he wanted to eat, drank when he wanted to drink, and not even the Heavenly King descending would disturb him.
Just like now.
No sooner had he sat down, before a word was spoken, Gu Qingfeng directly pulled the plate containing the Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruits in front of himself. Reaching out, he plucked one and took a bite, nodding as he said, "Haven't had this thing in a long time. Gotta say, I do miss it a bit. Mmm, not bad!
Not bad, the flavor is still quite fresh."
Three bites later, one Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruit was swallowed into his stomach. He immediately plucked another and unceremoniously started munching away. While eating, he said to the others, "Don't just stand there. No need to be polite. Eat if you want, help yourselves."
While he was eating like this, he really made Huode, sitting beside him, anxious. Huode had been coveting these Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruits for a long time. Unfortunately, these things were too precious. Not to mention he had no money, even if he did, he couldn't buy them. Today, finally having a chance to taste the Great Desolate-famous Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruit, before his backside had even warmed the seat, Gu Qingfeng had already gobbled down two.
You have to understand, there were only three damn Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruits on the plate. Seeing the second one about to be swallowed by Gu Qingfeng, Huode hurriedly sent a secret transmission: "I say, you little brat!
Can't you save one for me?
There are only three damn fruits. You've already eaten two. At least leave one for me!"
Before Huode's words had even finished, Gu Qingfeng had already plucked the third Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruit and taken a bite, laughing, "You should've said so earlier."
Even as he spoke, Gu Qingfeng's mouth didn't idle, continuing to chew on the Vermilion Fruit.
"You damn well did it on purpose!
You little brat, you did it on purpose!"
Watching Gu Qingfeng take bite after bite of the Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruit, Huode's face turned green with anger. He trembled all over with rage, but due to the presence of outsiders, he couldn't make a scene and had to continue pretending to be a venerable senior.
"I've still got a bit left here. Want me to save it for you?"
Gu Qingfeng handed Huode a Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruit he had gnawed down to just the pit.
Huode was so furious inside he felt like killing Gu Qingfeng. He took a deep breath and said, word by word, "Fine!
Gu kid!
You damn well are trying to piss me off to death!"
"You're the one who didn't want it. Don't say I didn't save any for you."
Gu Qingfeng then tossed the pit into his mouth, *crunch*—bit it open, chewed a few times, and swallowed it.
"Damn it!
You little brat!
Just keep showing off!
Just you wait, there'll be a time when you cry!"
Huode was so angry smoke seemed to rise from his seven orifices, while Gu Qingfeng shrugged and curled his lip, his expression as if to say, suit yourself.
Although Gu Qingfeng and Huode's secret transmission was unknown to the others, Gu Qingfeng coming up and immediately devouring three Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruits—this scene was witnessed clearly by everyone present. At the same table, Bai Ze and Leng Jue looked at Gu Qingfeng with eyes filled with contempt and disdain, even doubting whether this seemingly uncouth fellow who had never seen the world was really the venerable senior who had forged the Lingyu Sword.
They knew that whoever could forge the Lingyu Sword definitely deserved the title 'venerable senior'.
But the problem was.
Was this guy in front of them really him?
It wasn't just Bai Ze and Leng Jue who doubted. Even Golden Flower Granny and Li Xin Immortal, having witnessed Gu Qingfeng swallow three Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruits in a row, also began to have their doubts.