Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 682 - 12: Pure Dao Body, Meeting Mi Fei_4

Chapter 682: Chapter 12: Pure Dao Body, Meeting Mi Fei_4

"Alright." Chen Xuan nodded, "The gate entrance to the Star Ruins Realm opens once every seven days, and it just so happens to open tomorrow. The Red Cloud County Transfer Station will be sending some supplies inside. You can take my token and follow the transfer station’s ship in."

"Thank you, Uncle." Zhao Xing bowed.

...

The cold was bone-chilling, and dusk was approaching. Within Returning Ruins City, cooking fires gradually lit up.

Snow covered the ground, yet it continued to fall from the sky.

The gray sky was oppressively thick, as if it would fall along with the snowflakes.

Many citizens carried pots, bowls, and pans along the street markets, heading to the cooking fires to prepare meals.

What is Returning Ruins City? It is a place where the Five Elements Essence is not present.

Especially in winter, when the Earth Fire is deeply buried. Aside from a few main fire pits within Returning Ruins City, no fire could be started elsewhere.

This small world was nearing the end of its lifespan, and the Heaven and Earth Rules began to deteriorate.

Even if one lit a torch and went outside, it would extinguish instantly upon leaving the city.

"Dinner’s ready!"

"Brother Wang, what dish are you making today?"

"Mom, I’m hungry."

"Be patient, we’ll be up soon."

"Who stole my pot? Curse the thief!"

"Don’t push! Get in line, or else don’t blame me for giving you half-cooked food!"

"Sir, have a bowl of soup."

"Go away, you don’t even have enough for yourself. I’m on duty here."

...

Since people could only cook at specific fire pits, the citizens of Returning Ruins City had no choice but to bring their pots and bowls to these fixed locations, cook their meal, and return home after eating.

At this moment, an elderly official, accompanied by a group of followers, patrolled the fire pits.

His name was Mi Fei, the Prefectural Governor of Returning Ruins City. As a Standard Fifth Rank civil officer, Mi Fei had a hideous scar across his face.

Seeing a middle-aged man in Chinese clothing, cutting in line in front of a mother and daughter under the protection of servants, Mi Fei kicked him away.

"Fan Laosan, it’s you again. Cutting in line? Get lost!" Mi Fei cursed.

"Huh? Mr. Mi? Weren’t you in the east of the city?" Fan Laosan looked bewildered. He had just received a black crow messenger saying that Mi Fei was patrolling the east, which is why he dared to cut in line with his clan in the west.

In Returning Ruins City, the Fan Family was considered a small noble.

Originally, the Fan Family had their own fire pit.

But ever since Mi Fei arrived, he redistributed all the fire pits of the major families.

This made it so that even as an Earl, he had to line up with the commoners for a hot meal.

"The east? Oh, you have a sharp nose." Mi Fei sneered, "Let me tell you, the one in the east is also me."

"Mr. Mi possesses such spells?" Fan Laosan was momentarily stunned.

"I know a lot more." Mi Fei held up a torch and got close to the fallen Fan Laosan, "If I told you I had three heads and six arms, would you believe it?"

"I believe." Fan Laosan nodded repeatedly.

"I haven’t shown you yet. How can you believe it? Are you trying to deceive me?" Under the flickering flame, Mi Fei’s face looked somewhat sinister.

Fan Laosan hurriedly replied, "Then, I don’t believe?"

"Don’t believe?" Mi Fei smiled and then grew two more heads from his neck, followed by a shout from all three heads, "Wah!"

"Ah——" Fan Laosan was so frightened he fainted on the spot.

Seeing him like this, Mi Fei clapped his hands, retracted the two heads, and stood up contentedly.

"Get up, stop pretending to be dead." Mi Fei kicked Fan Laosan twice.

But Fan Laosan remained motionless; he was truly unconscious.

"Useless, even as Uncle Hongyi, you disgraced your ancestors." Mi Fei clapped his hands and casually grabbed Fan Family’s Laosi.

"Fan Laosi, you..."

"I believe, I believe! Sir," Fan Laosi, even as a seventh-grade Martial Artist, behaved like a chick, nodding continuously.

"Who asked if you believed?" Mi Fei said, "After your family’s meal is ready, share half of it with the neighbors."

"Sir," Fan Laosi said reluctantly, "We just cut in line, and we don’t have much food..."

"Did I do a trick for nothing? Will you do it or not?!" Mi Fei’s face turned sinister in an instant, "If not, your family won’t eat today."

"Will do! Will do!" Seeing Mi Fei’s eyes bulge out and showing signs of transformation, Fan Laosi was terrified.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Today’s dinner for the neighborhood is on us, the Fan Family!"

"Wow, thank you, Mr. Fan!"

"Thank Mr. Mi instead of him!"

"In that case, let’s dig in!"

"Feast on the rich!"

The surrounding villagers instantly became jubilant.

Seeing this, Mi Fei released Fan Laosi’s neck, smoothed out his wrinkles, and smiled, "Good, thank you, Mr. Fan. Don’t cut in line again in the future."

"Yes, yes," Fan Laosi nodded and bowed. They wouldn’t dare to do it again.

Mi Fei continued his patrol, surrounded by the crowd.

Suddenly, his eyes shifted.

He looked in a certain direction in the sky.

"Such strong aura, Pure Essence of Fifth Grade, with such a mighty Inner Heaven and Earth?" Mi Fei’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Then, in various parts of the city, a clone soared into the sky.

Five miles outside Returning Ruins City, a cargo flying boat descended slowly.

"Swish swish swish swish~"

Dozens of silhouettes flew towards it, a total of thirty-six Mi Feis blocking the boat.

"Halt!" Mi Fei commanded, "Who are you?!"

Zhao Xing emerged from the flying boat, glanced at Mi Fei, and then bowed, "Mr. Mi, I am from the Red Cloud County Transfer Station, here to deliver supplies."

"You dare try to deceive me?" Mi Fei scoffed, "Today is indeed a supply day for the Transfer Station, but only for Dangui, Mingshui, and Wufang. It’s not the time to deliver supplies to Returning Ruins City."

"Moreover, since when did the Red Cloud County Transfer Station have such a strong Minister of Agriculture delivering goods?"

Zhao Xing activated his Heavenly Eye, looking at Mi Fei’s clones.

Mi Fei also practiced the Self Grassman Skill, but he used the Wufang Grassman Skill instead of the Liu Bian Grassman Skill, created by the founding Grand Minister of Agriculture, Wu Cheng.

Zhao Xing bowed and said, "Mr. Mi, you have a sharp eye. Indeed, I am not from the Red Cloud County Transfer Station."

"However, I am indeed here to deliver supplies. If you don’t believe me, look, there isn’t a single weapon on this ship."

Mi Fei glanced briefly and then asked, "Then who are you?"

Zhao Xing straightened his attire and suddenly spoke with fervor, "I am Zhao Xing, styled Chen An. I have heard of your exploits, Mr. Mi, and I am filled with admiration."

"I have heard of the injustice you suffered, being banished to Returning Ruins City, which pains me greatly!"

"I have always respected people like you, Mr. Mi, and came here specifically to witness your esteemed demeanor!"