I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 547 - 340: Cloud Wing Bird! Four Saint Soup! Exploring the Forbidden Land!

Chapter 547: Chapter 340: Cloud Wing Bird! Four Saint Soup! Exploring the Forbidden Land!

The soup made from the Cloud Wing Bird was thick and white, with a delicious taste.

Without using green onions or ginger to remove any gameyness, and without adding any other ingredients, merely throwing the Cloud Wing Bird into boiling water yielded this effect.

"If we added a bit of salt, it would taste even better."

Little White Ape shuffled forward and muttered, "Too bad we didn’t bring any."

"There... there’s some here..."

The middle-aged man stuttered as he spoke, hurrying to open his knapsack, rummaging for a while before he managed to pull out a palm-sized leather pouch, which was further wrapped in a soft layer of tree bark and ultimately in a layer of oiled cloth.

Inside was only a pinch of salt, already damp and turned yellow, obviously treasured for a long time, saved frugally for today.

Such quality of salt, even if placed in Linjiang Square of High Willow City, would be considered the poorest type of inferior salt.

Lin Yan smiled, pinched some between his fingers, and sprinkled it into the soup, remarking, "Lake salt? I remember in Qifeng Prefecture, they usually use sea salt transported from Coastal City..."

"Three hundred miles to the west, in the area of Residual Prison Mansion, there’s a lake. As long as you burn three sticks of incense, the Divine Spirit of the lake won’t mete out punishment, and might even lend assistance."

The middle-aged man whispered softly, "Around the lake, the surrounding mountains and forests have a unique type of tree that bear fruit during the summer, capable of sustaining many people... Each year before summer, several households would find a Pure Land near there to reside in until late autumn."

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but glance at the bone knife at his waist.

Lin Yan immediately understood something and remarked lightly, "Fighting over territory sometimes leads to killing, doesn’t it?"

The middle-aged man shuddered and, seeing his Observatory attire, hesitated to answer and just turned paler.

"Sir... we..." the woman said with a quivering voice, "We’re all good people, we never initiate murder, it’s always others who target us... like last year, when we returned to Qifeng Prefecture, there were those with nowhere else to go, who followed our family, planning to find the Pure Land we used to live in and kill us all, he was just protecting himself..."

"I do not concern myself with past events, but the place I will direct you to will have order and laws."

Lin Yan slowly said, "In the future, if the law is unjust, seek the Observatory, and if the Observatory does not handle it, appeal to the Divine Spirit... He will definitely intervene!"

He also knew that life was not easy for the Human Clan living in exile in Pure Lands.

For them, talk of racial justice, kinship, and virtues like righteousness and propriety were all illusory; surviving was what truly mattered.

The merchant caravans traveling between cities always had many Martial Artists as escorts, not only to guard against demons and wild beasts on the way but also to prevent being robbed!

And these caravans sometimes would trade with the Human Clan exiled in the Pure Lands en route.

They would exchange food, salt, clothing, and the like for the hunted game, medicinal herbs, and unique materials produced from different regions held by the exiles.

Sometimes, when the refugees gathered precious medicinal herbs, they inevitably attracted other caravans that, seeing an opportunity for profit, would kill for loot.

"I..."

The middle-aged man was nervous, fearing that this "Saint Master of the Observatory" might strip them of their qualification to settle, losing this heaven-sent fortune.

They were essentially like wild grass, strewn across the world, some unable to survive, others struggling but living miserably.

To be able to enter various cities, Blessed Lands, and large Pure Lands was considered to be blessed with great fortune.

"Eat some meat."

Lin Yan tore off two wings and handed them to the children.

In the past, there were also city dwellers expelled from the cities, left to fend for themselves.

Similar to the upheaval in Feng City, the incidents at Jinliu Manor, and the recently devastated Sea Cliff Pure Land, after the disasters, when buildings collapsed, and food and clothing were scarce, not everyone could be supported, so a portion of the original residents had to seek life in external Pure Lands.

Besides, some were also banished due to their own crimes, eventually exiled to Pure Lands outside the cities.

Furthermore, some people committed crimes or were implicated in them.

Like the Shi Family from Prefecture City and the Liu Family of High Willow City, in the past, except for the exceptionally vile, the implicated mostly were also exiled.

It was only recently, with the expansion of High Willow City and the emergence of Qingling Duke’s Blessed Land, that there were places to accommodate them.

——

Feng City.

In a tavern.

"Miss Qiao Jing, do these dishes not suit your taste?" the grey-haired old man asked jovially.

"..." Qiao Jing raised her head, hesitating to speak.

"Is the meat too fatty, too greasy?" the old man asked.

"I’ve been on the move recently and haven’t had much of an appetite." Qiao Jing murmured.

"You indeed have had a tough time recently, constantly traveling; just yesterday you went to the Blessed Land and left overnight, even detouring to Feng City under the pretext of delivering food, bringing Lord Qingling’s solemn vow of power."

The old man stroked his beard and said, "If this succeeds, next time, I will propose to the Sect Hierarch to attack Coastal City first!"

"Thank you, Third Master!"

Qiao Jing’s face lit up with joy as she looked at the old man before her.

This person was one of the six Supreme Elders of Tribulation Ash, ranked third and known as Third Master.

In fact, among the six Supreme Elders, most had surpassed the Qi Refinement Realm, with some having cultivated the Daluo Immortal Body.

But Third Master had the lowest cultivation level, his high status attributable only to being the sole one among the six Supreme Elders who maintained a human form and had not revealed his identity within the cities of the Human Clan!

"Since you don’t like any of these dishes, then let’s not have them."

Third Master chuckled and said, "However, this Four Saint Soup is quite extraordinary; normally, I’m reluctant to serve it even to guests... but since you have achieved great merit this time by obtaining Lord Qingling’s solemn vow of power, you deserve a reward."

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.