Chapter 4697 — Take Me There If You Get the Chance
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
The third route, then, lay with Han Jingyi. Though getting her to unravel the mysteries of a teleportation array spanning Cloud Terrace Island and the secular world sounded like a fantasy, had any of her previous researches not been miracles? Given enough conditions and time, Wei Zhao genuinely felt there was nothing impossible about it.
"Mm..." Huo Yudie could not help feeling a little delighted. She knew perfectly well that once this Western Island trial was over, she and Wei Zhao would have no further dealings with each other. Yet hearing these words, a faint hope stirred in her heart—if only she really could follow this fellow to the secular world for a visit.
As the two of them talked, the sky gradually brightened. Visibility was still poor, but at least it was no longer so dark that you could not see your own hand in front of your face. Moreover, after talking with Wei Zhao for a while, Huo Yudie was finally frightened no longer, and the two of them rose at once and resumed their journey.
Yet they had not gone far when Wei Zhao suddenly heard a faint growl from beside him. He instinctively looked toward the sound and saw Huo Yudie with her head lowered and her face red, clutching her stomach—she looked as though she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"You're hungry?" A slight curve lifted the corner of Wei Zhao's mouth.
"Cultivators don't need to eat. I'm not hungry!" Huo Yudie kept her head down, not daring to face anyone, but her words came out rather stoutly.
"Heh." Wei Zhao shook his head with a half-smile. It was true that cultivators could go without food, but that did not mean they actually did. It was an innate instinct—even if the body was not hungry, after enough time passed one would still unconsciously have this reaction. Huo Yudie's stomach growling was proof enough.
If cultivators really never ate, then all those fine restaurants on Cloud Terrace Island would have shut down long ago—how could they still be found everywhere as they were now? From what Wei Zhao had observed, the various delicacies on Cloud Terrace Island were in no way inferior to those of the secular world. Some were even priced exceedingly high, and still drew crowds of diners with tables full of guests.
Wei Zhao suddenly produced some exceedingly exquisite and delicious pastries and, turning, handed them to Huo Yudie. "Here. Something to tide you over."
"Where did you pull those from?!" Huo Yudie's eyes went wide with disbelief, and her throat betrayingly worked again and again, as though she were on the verge of drooling.
"Conjured them, of course," Wei Zhao said with a mysterious smile.
"What?!" Huo Yudie was startled anew. She had been watching Wei Zhao the whole time—he clearly had not been carrying anything, not even the backpack an ordinary traveler would have. He had come completely empty-handed. Pulling out some small, close-fitting treasure would not have been strange, but these exquisitely shaped pastries—where on earth had they popped out from? Surely he could not really have conjured them out of thin air. She had never heard of such a divine power in all the world.
"All right, stop staring like a fool. Since there's food ready-made, hurry up and eat." As he spoke, Wei Zhao began eating first himself.
"Wait, save me some!" Huo Yudie was simply too tempted to resist. She stopped fretting over how the things had been conjured and hastily snatched a piece from Wei Zhao's hand, nibbling at it in small bites.
And to be sure, these pastries were not only exquisitely and uniquely shaped, they tasted wonderful as well—and what was rarest of all, they were exceedingly fresh. You would not necessarily find such things even in a bustling, prosperous city, let alone in a desolate wilderness like this. (To be continued.)