Coarse cloth and hemp garments?

Jiang Yuan carefully looked to confirm he wasn’t seeing things—the task was to make the lowest grade of coarse cloth and hemp garment.

This type of clothing, commonly worn by ordinary people in the Wilderness World, was made from plant fibers like hemp and kudzu, with grass-fallen fibers as the only raw material in daily life.

Such orders were often encountered in the Floating Market. Even when he first bound the system upon arriving in the Wilderness World, the initial clothing was coarse cotton cloth, and he had never worn anything as lowly as coarse cloth and hemp garments.

Is the system trying to make Jiu Mu recall bitter times for a sweeter taste of success?

Did she used to wear these clothes? Life must have been tough!

"Thank you, sir, for specially preparing a meal for me. I have guests today, so I want to return to my room to eat." Jiu Mu held back her tears over and over again before finally stopping them.

Jiang Yuan naturally did not insist, watching her quietly departing figure, her shoulders seemingly trembling slightly. Strange, did the braised fish lips dish remind her of something? Did it ignite a fighting spirit to begin a comeback?

"Sir’s Immortal Chef skills are magical! I’ve never seen such colorful, fragrant, and tasty ghost food!" Qu Luming praised generously. Indeed, it was so—the food, rich in dense energy, made his fingers twitch eagerly, with greedy drool silently sliding down!

Even as a Leopard Tail of Fengdu City, accustomed to grand spectacles, he was captivated by just a few plates of dishes—a fact he found unbelievable.

Du Li, however, was quite composed—Mr. Jiang came from the Upper Realm, surely using the most authentic and pure Immortal Chef skills. If the ingredients were a bit more precious, they would be delicacies for Immortals. How could a mere demon cultivator not have his appetite teased by such high-level craftsmanship?

"My master is the best chef in the world!" Yan Xuan, his mouth stuffed full, mumbled, "You all are benefiting from me today. If I hadn’t dragged that Flood Dragon back, where would you have gotten such fresh and tasty Flood Dragon Meat to enjoy?"

Hearing this, Du Li quickly raised his wine glass, first thanking Mr. Jiang for the hospitality, and then thanking the senior.

Yan Xuan received the toast, thinking, "Are you really thanking me? Clearly, you just want an excuse to drink a couple more glasses of Immortal Traveling Spirit Wine!"

Once the top-level spirit wine was down the throat, a sense of aromatic wine and almost-unbreakably dense spiritual energy entwined from the tip of the tongue to the throat, then to the stomach, instantly spreading throughout the body. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Good wine!" Feeling as if he was enveloped in immortal energy, and drifting off to a transcendent realm, Du Li comfortably squinted his eyes, savoring the unique flavor never experienced before.

Jiang Yuan explained with a smile: "The spiritual energy in this wine is overly dense, so cultivators with lower realms are unable to refine it. Drinking a cup can leave one drunk for three to five years, difficult to wake up from. For safety, it’s not recommended for cultivators below the Nascent Soul Realm to drink.

Even those of you who do drink will likely be intoxicated for a moment. You might wander an immortal realm in your dreams. Plus, the Flood Dragon Meat might also intoxicate you. Later, Daoist Qu, please help arrange accommodations for Alliance Leader Du to rest."

"No problem, no problem!" Qu Luming eagerly picked up a bite of ghost food.

Once in his mouth, the refreshing aroma of the meat spread—it was fresh and juicy, Flood Dragon meat. A bite into the tender, succulent meat was richly satisfying, soothing the tongue and teeth, while a gentle yet abundant energy flowed in.

The more he chewed, the sweeter and more he wanted. Drinking a glass of spirit wine, the special cultivation technique’s bond with his main body transferred the strength, so he didn’t worry about getting drunk, losing himself in an enchanting, magical experience.

In his heart, he countless times lamented his own quick-wittedness to enter into Mr. Jiang’s service, enjoying dishes comparable to taking Elixirs anytime—what a pleasure!

Qu Luming was thoroughly enjoying himself, while Du Li, endlessly receiving spiritual energy from his clone, soon felt overwhelmed. Whether it was the Flood Dragon Meat or the Immortal Traveling Spirit Wine, the immense spiritual energy required slow refinement.

What he had swallowed had yet to be refined and absorbed, and the strength of his clone fully imbibing the spirit wine was all transferred, soon making Du Li feel a bit dizzy, his mind hazy as if stepping into an Immortal Realm.

Ling Di, being the most perceptive, saw this and called Qu Luming to assist Du Li onto the Menghua Treasure Ship, while sneakily boasting that this was the treasure ship bestowed by his master!

"Oh my, senior, this treasure ship is an eye-opener for a junior like me, I’ve really learned a lot today!" Qu Luming only realized once aboard that there was more to see than eyes could take in.

He thought of himself as being somewhat knowledgeable, but only upon entering Mr. Jiang’s courtyard today did he realize how many Supreme Treasures existed here, unimagined by ghosts! He felt increasingly fortunate to have quickly attached himself to a powerful figure; whenever he had time, he would hunker down in this small courtyard, certain to come across many opportunities and encounters!

A table of drinks took down quite a few.

Perhaps the just-released Immortal Traveling Spirit Wine had too strong an after-effect, virtually everyone who drank it had a bit of intoxication, even Yan Xuan couldn’t resist, wobbling as he walked, finally flopping beside the mushroom house and falling into a deep sleep.

He had a dream.

In the dream, he was carrying an entire world, strolling lightly and joyfully through the void along a predetermined path.

The small creatures within the little world on his back were born and perished, time changed while years whisked by, yet to him, it was like fireworks, brilliantly fleeting then silent, and so it repeated.

He found those little things fascinating yet fragile. Occasionally when he lost his footing, slightly wobbling, the mountains and lands would shake, causing the little things to scatter hurriedly, many lost in the process;

Sometimes they seemed to be trying to explore, but even flying so far outside the world’s barrier, they couldn’t discover him.

Probably because he was too big.

Of course, exceptions existed—some, endowed with the power of Heaven and Earth, ascended from above as Little Immortals and would first visit him, then proceed to the Celestial Realm to receive honors.