166: Chapter 166: Golden Carp, Immortal Realm Beef Hot Pot!

"Thank you, Master!" Yang Simu quickly bowed, almost moved to tears.

The Old Blind Man's expression was indifferent as he instructed him to process the fish he had just caught.

Although Yang Simu had some doubts in his heart, he still walked to the fish basket and pulled out a Golden Carp.

He pressed his index and middle fingers together, condensing a wisp of Sword Intent, and began skillfully slicing open the carp's belly, removing the internal organs, and scraping off the scales; everything was smooth and fluid.

During this time, the Old Blind Man specifically instructed Yang Simu to place the scraped-off scales onto a bamboo mat to dry.

This made Yang Simu even more curious: what was the origin of the Golden Carp inside the fish basket?

After all, the Old Blind Man was a dignified Fourteenth Realm Cultivator; it was impossible for him to be idly fishing, nor would he specifically collect these golden scales for no reason!

However, no matter how many times Yang Simu tried to ask, the Old Blind Man would either change the subject or simply couldn't be bothered to answer.

One had to know that the path of Dao-merging for the Fourteenth Realm—whether for the Old Temple Master of the Guan Dao Temple far away in the East Sea or the Old Blind Man before him in the Hundred Thousand Mountains—had always been shrouded in mist and was extremely mysterious.

Even though Yang Simu condensed Sword Qi on his fingers, it still took considerable effort to slice open the bellies of these Golden Carp!

Those golden scales were even more radiant and dazzling!

Yang Simu had a vague guess that these Golden Carp scales had some connection to the three Golden Armored Puppets as tall as mountains that they had just seen!

He hesitated for a moment, then asked if he could keep a few golden scales.

The Old Blind Man lay on the bamboo chair, closing his eyes to rest, without speaking.

Seeing this, Yang Simu assumed that his newly recognized Master had tacitly agreed.

His heart filled with joy, and he immediately removed three of the purest golden scales from each Golden Carp.

A total of fifteen golden scales were all tossed by Yang Simu into the Crystal Grotto-Heaven.

At the same time, he used his thoughts to contact Huang Zhong inside the Crystal Grotto-Heaven, telling him to try refining or devouring these fifteen golden scales.

Sure enough, every time Huang Zhong refined a golden scale, his cultivation would surge by a bit!

When Yang Simu deliberately slowed down his pace and finished processing the five Golden Carp in the fish basket...

Huang Zhong also happened to successfully refine ten golden scales at this moment.

Huang Zhong, whose true form was a Golden Carp, immediately told Yang Simu with pleasant surprise that he needed to go into seclusion!

If the seclusion was successful, Huang Zhong would ascend from the Golden Core Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage, which was only one step away from the Upper Five Realms!

Furthermore, he clearly told his Young Master that he was very confident about breaking through his realm!

"This..."

Yang Simu could not hide the shock on his face.

He had certainly thought that these golden scales were unusual.

Otherwise, Yang Simu would not have had the audacity to ask the Old Blind Man for some.

However, he never expected that the effect of these golden scales would be so significant!

Just by refining ten golden scales, Huang Zhong, a Golden Core Stage Cultivator, now had the confidence to charge towards the Nascent Soul Stage!

Yang Simu's gaze could not help but fall once again on the large pile of golden scales on the bamboo mat.

Although the golden luster of these scales was not as good as the fifteen he had just taken, they were still not bad!

Yang Simu couldn't help but complain in his mind: "System, such a great Opportunity, why didn't you remind me to snatch it?"

The cold, mechanical voice of the snatching opportunity system immediately rang in his mind.

[The snatching opportunity system only serves the host.]

[These golden scales do not constitute any Opportunity for the host personally.]

[However, for Huang Zhong, it is a significant Opportunity.]

Hearing this, Yang Simu felt a slight realization.

In other words, these golden scales were not useful to every Cultivator.

Perhaps the Old Blind Man had a secret method to utilize these golden scales!

Just as Yang Simu was thinking about these things, an old dog flew over from afar.

It was the Tender Daoist!

In front of him floated a buffalo leg.

It was the leg of an Immortal Realm buffalo that had been cultivating within its own mountain gate when disaster suddenly struck from the sky!

This Immortal Realm Yao Race probably never imagined, even in death.

That the reason it was beaten up and had one of its front legs removed...

Was simply because a youth in green in the Hundred Thousand Mountains said he liked beef-flavored hotpot!

Seeing the Tender Daoist arrive, Yang Simu immediately suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart.

He was also somewhat relieved; fortunately, the Tender Daoist wasn't carrying the cow leg in his mouth!

Soon, the Tender Daoist arrived in the courtyard.

He transformed into human form and began to cook the beef hotpot in a methodical, step-by-step manner.

The Tender Daoist was, after all, in the Ascension Realm, yet just cooking a pot of beef hotpot made him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, with sweat forming on his forehead.

After all, if there was too much salt, or too few spices, or if the beef was overcooked...

What would happen if the Old Blind Man wanted to change his taste?

Could it be that he would have to cut a few catties of dog meat from his own body at that time?

The Tender Daoist shuddered, becoming even more diligent.

Yang Simu only felt it was somewhat funny.

He picked up firewood to start a fire, whittled five bamboo skewers, and began to grill the fish.

After everything was ready, it happened to be the scene of the setting sun.

To Yang Simu's surprise, the Old Blind Man waved his hand, and Wang Zhu, Xiaobai, Duan Yutong, the Golden Armored Deity, and Tan Xue, who were outside the door, appeared in the courtyard.

As for the old dragon Tan Yuan who hadn't appeared, he was probably taken back into the dragon king basket by the True Dragon Wang Zhu.

Yang Simu then recalled that he had made a promise to Tan Yuan.

After that great battle in the Danxia Dynasty, he would have Wang Zhu release Tan Yuan's true form.

Yang Simu reminded himself in his heart that he needed to speak to Wang Zhu about this matter when he had time.

The people outside had all heard Yang Simu calling "Master" one after another, so they were not as terrified as before, but nervousness was inevitable.

Even the Immortal Realm True Dragon Wang Zhu had a layer of sweat forming on her smooth forehead at this moment.

The Old Blind Man told everyone to take a seat.

However, there were only four seats at the table.

After the Old Blind Man and Yang Simu sat down, there were only two seats left.

The Tender Daoist, of course, did not dare to sit at the table.

He had already cleanly and decisively turned back into an old dog, lying on the ground wagging his tail, looking up at the table.

If the Old Blind Man occasionally threw a few pieces of beef down, the Tender Daoist would be overjoyed.

Yang Simu's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Golden Armored Deity immediately cupped his fists and bowed heavily, then voluntarily retreated to the doorway, looking like a door god.

Tan Xue said tremblingly: "Young Master, I... I am not hungry, I won't eat."

After speaking, the long-haired girl also quickly walked to the side of the Golden Armored Deity and stood still.

Wang Zhu bit her red lips lightly, walked forward, and sat in the seat closest to the door.

Duan Yutong felt that she was not qualified to sit down, so she wanted to retreat.

However, Xiaobai was quick-eyed and nimble-handed; she smiled sweetly, gently pushed Duan Yutong forward two steps, and had already floated back herself.

Duan Yutong was dumbfounded, but since it was too late to change anything, she could only bite the bullet and sit on Yang Simu's left.

The Old Blind Man's expression was indifferent as he picked up his chopsticks and said: "The beef is about to get overcooked, hurry up and eat!"

"After you finish eating, I will teach you a few Dao techniques for controlling the Golden Armored Puppets."

Upon hearing the second sentence, Yang Simu's pupils instantly lit up!