C14 Xiao Pang

"Low grade spirit stone?!" Fang Yi's heart skipped a beat, after that he stood up and walked towards the two people who were arguing.

Spirit Stones were a type of crystal that contained the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. They could be used as support in cultivation and could be used as currency in the cultivation world. According to the density of the spirit energy contained within, they were divided into Low grade spirit stone s, Middle grade spirit stone s, High-grade Spirit Stone s, and top grade spirit stones.

The exchange rate was one Middle grade spirit stone for a hundred Low grade spirit stone, and one High-grade Spirit Stone for a hundred Middle grade spirit stone. As top grade spirit stones were too rare, there was no specific exchange rate.

"How much is it, I'll pay for him." Fang Yi came to the front of the waiter and asked.

"A total of five taels of silver." The waiter said.

"Take it." Fang Yi took out 5 taels of silver and threw it to the waiter.

"Thank you very much, sir." The waiter hurriedly took the silver and left after nodding and bowing.

"Thank you, my friend." Seeing that someone was helping him, the Little Fatty thanked him profusely.

"You're welcome. It's a fortuitous meeting, so why don't you visit me and collect your Spirit Stones?" Looking at the round face that almost squeezed out his eyes, Fang Yi said with a smile.

"Well, is there anything to eat?" Little Fatty hurriedly kept the spirit stones and asked.

"Well, aren't you full yet?" Fang Yi looked at the Little Fatty in astonishment, then looked at the table beside him that was full of plates and bowls.

Looking at the plates and bowls on his table being increased, stacking them on top of each other, Fang Yi was speechless. Previously, when he saw that the Little Fatty did not understand the rules as compared to himself, he became excited and helped him out.

"Brother Yi, we don't have much silver left." Mu Ling'er stared angrily at Little Fatty, only to see that Little Fatty was focused on eating, not paying attention to her at all. She pulled on Fang Yi's sleeves and muttered.

"It's alright, aren't we near the Cloud Maple Sect?" "When the time comes, there will be no need to use this worldly silver." Fang Yi forced out a smile and said to Mu Linger. Little Fatty's appetite had also shocked Fang Yi.

"Is this a human or a pig?" "With so many dishes, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish all of them even if I had ten!" Fang Yi was shocked.

It wasn't until the three of them walked out of the Flying Immortal Tower that Fang Yi had completely recovered from his shock. It wasn't because he felt pain from spending so much money, but because someone had actually been able to eat so many things at once.

"Fellow Daoist, now that you have eaten your fill, let's part ways here. I hope we'll have a chance to meet again." Fang Yi cupped his hands and said to Little Fatty.

"Thank you for your hospitality. I don't know what to call you, but I am Xiao Pang." Little Fatty asked.

"Little Fatty?" The two of them were stunned for a moment. They never thought that someone would call them this.

"It's not Little Fatty. It's Xiao Pang, Xiao Xiao's Xiao, the massive Pang." Little Fatty knew that the other party had misunderstood and quickly explained.

"Xiao Pang?" Ha, your name is really interesting. "My name is Mu Linger." Mu Linger blinked her bright eyes as she laughed heartily.

"Fang Yi." Fang Yi forced a smile.

"By the way, where are you going?" The Little Fatty did not mind and instead asked about the two's whereabouts.

"We intend to become disciples of the Cloud Maple Sect and cultivate to become Dao cultivators in order to live forever." Fang Yi said.

"I also want to go to the Cloud Maple Sect. Since we've coincidentally met and we're going to the same place, then we might as well go to the Cloud Maple Sect together. We can look out for each other on the way there. Let's go." After Little Fatty finished speaking, he did not give the two of them any time to reply and walked forward with large strides.

After walking a few steps, he realized that the two of them were not following him. Little Fatty hastily turned his head to see that Fang Yi and Mu Linger were still standing at the entrance of the restaurant.

"Why aren't you leaving?" "Don't worry, I won't treat you as a burden. I'm very generous, so don't be polite with me." Little Fatty came over to the two of them and stared at Fang Yi with her small round eyes, as if if if Fang Yi still didn't leave, she would bite if she ate everything.

"Do you know how to get to Cloud Maple Sect?" Seeing Little Fatty's nervous expression, Mu Linger could not help but giggle, before feigning seriousness.

"Eh, this …." That... "Today's weather is really good. Oh right, I just had enough to eat, so I should walk slower. Otherwise, it would be bad for my health. You guys can leave first. I'll just follow behind you." Little Fatty raised his head, his round eyes leaving only a crack as he looked at the sky.

"If that's the case, then let's go together. There's someone to take care of us on the way." Fang Yi said, and then led the two of them to continue their journey.

The reason he brought Little Fatty along was only because Fang Yi saw that he was only at the first level of Qi Refining, and did not understand much about the secular world, so he was worried that Little Fatty would not be able to bring him along.

As for the issue of having one more person and not enough silver, Fang Yi did not care at all.

If they paid too much attention to it, it would affect their cultivation. Many cultivators were too infatuated with the power of money in the mortal world, and thus did not practice the Dao. Instead, their cultivation bases would be lowered, delaying their entire lives.

Along the way, the three of them chatted while walking, it was not boring at all, but what surprised Fang Yi was that the fact that the Little Fatty was able to reach Qi Disciple level 1 was actually a result of him accidentally eating a Spirit Grass.

And then, by chance, he met a bad old man who taught him cultivation. It was a pity that the old man hadn't even interacted with Little Fatty for half a year before he was killed by a spirit beast guarding a spirit grass patch.

The storage bag the Little Fatty was currently using were left behind by the old man, and there were only five or six of them, along with a set of cultivation methods.

"Hey, Little Fatty, where did you get that steamed bun?" Mu Linger inadvertently glanced behind her and saw Little Fatty eating steamed buns. She found it very strange.

"My name is Xiao Pang, not Little Fatty." "I bought this steamed bun this morning. There are still a lot of storage bag, do you want some?" Little Fatty powerlessly corrected Mu Linger's words. Along the way, he did not know how many times she had corrected him, but it was a pity that Mu Linger had completely ignored him and continued to call him Little Fatty.

"Buy it?" "Don't you have no silver taels?" Seeing that Little Fatty had truly taken out two steamed buns from the storage bag and gave it to them, Fang Yi shook his head and asked immediately. He remembered that at the Flying Immortal Palace, Little Fatty was so poor that he had to take out spirit stones to pay for his meals.

"Hehe, actually, it can't be considered a purchase. It's just that when I saw some steamed buns being sold on the streets in the morning, the owner happened to be absent, so I took some and placed it in the storage bag."

When the boss came out, he asked me if I had seen anyone steal his steamed bun. " Little Fatty quickly ate the steamed bun and laughed as he spoke.

"Ah?" Mu Linger's jaw dropped. In her mind, she started to picture the angry expression of the boss.

"How come the boss doesn't suspect that you stole it?" Fang Yi was also stunned, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that something was amiss.

"I don't know. When he saw me shake my head and say I didn't know, he told me that the steamed bun would be ready soon. He told me that I would be able to buy it in a while." Little Fatty picked up the steamed bun that was originally meant to be given to the two of them, and slowly started to chew.

"Are you saying that you placed all the steamed buns outside into the storage bag?" Fang Yi suddenly realised that he was wrong, maybe, he should not have brought Little Fatty with him.

No matter how smart the steamed bun shop owner was, he would never have thought that his steamed bun would be stolen by a cultivator. Thus, he didn't doubt that this twelve or thirteen year old child had the ability to steal all the steamed buns in his shop. It was only because of this that the real stealer stood at the entrance of the shop and leisurely left.

"Yes, I've found out that no matter how long I put the food inside the storage bag, it won't spoil. Furthermore, it can still maintain its original temperature and taste. What a great treasure." Little Fatty shook his round face and nodded.

"Brother Yi, I find that you have made a very serious mistake." Mu Linger's eyes widened as she glared at Fang Yi.

"Well …." "Eh, why are there so many people in front of us? Let's go up and take a look." Fang Yi knew that Mu Linger was blaming him for letting such a gluttonous and ignorant guy go with them, so he quickly changed the topic.

"Huh?" "What's going on there?" Little Fatty continued to eat his steamed bun, her round eyes seemed to close, as though she did not care about anything outside.

Mu Linger followed the direction that Fang Yi was pointing and looked over. Not far away, dozens of people were gathered, as if they were surrounding someone.