The City of Terror

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“In this Bai Ta Boundary, there are three powers, the Bai Ta Hills, the Shing Wong Temple, and the Black Church. The Shing Wong Temple is considered the one in charge.”

After saying this, the local god let out a bitter smile.

Wei Xiao Bei knew that the land gods were gods of virtue. Gods of virtue were not subordinates of the Shing Wong, even though on the surface the Shing Wong held some jurisdiction over them. At the very least, there were some commands that they could not reject.

This was the hierarchy of the gods.

If it was not like that, the local god would not become this defeated.

According to Wei Xiao Bei’s understanding, the number of people burning incense in the local god temple was not as great as the Shing Wong Temple or the Bai Ta Hills, though there was still quite a lot of people who do.

Additionally, Wei Xiao Bei became interested in understanding the matters between gods, especially about if the imperial court truly existed, as well as the current system for the oriental gods.

However, this request was swiftly rejected by the local god, he only advised him, “Once you reach a certain level of power, you will naturally understand it. If you haven’t, then forcefully trying to understand it will end up badly for you!”

Wei Xiao Bei was overcome with a sudden chill, but thankfully he had received some warning for the future, although it didn’t necessarily mean something bad would happen.

“The Shing Wong Temple won’t display any initiative and have stayed conservative with their actions. They were recently heavily disturbed by the Black Church.”

After the local god said this, the image of the Black Church floated into his head.

There was no doubt that Wei Xiao Bei’s thoughts had been transmitted to the local god, which caused him to let out a chuckle. Compared to Wei Xiao Bei, the local god was much more willing to speak physically instead of in their minds, “That’s right. It’s the black church you encountered.”

“Initially, the Black Church was not a black church. It was a Christian church that was called the Church of Holy Light. However, for unknown reasons the church suddenly became the Black Church ten years ago. It is now presided over by an evil magician and is the weakest among the three powers. However, the Black Church would repeatedly peep at the county town and I’m not sure why.”

“You should not go and provoke the black church for now, though you cannot befriend them, else things would become very troublesome.

Even if the local god did not warn him, he understood the situation clearly.

Ignoring the reputation of the Black Church, just their methods made it impossible to become allies with as they were too evil.

“Lastly, let’s talk about Bai Ta Hills. The Bai Ta Hills could be considered as the strongest power in the Bai Ta Boundry. Your relationship with the Ming Lun Envoy is not bad, you should reinforce it more.”

“Right. You can offer five bowls of immortal quality congee to her. The Ming Lun Envoy loves delicious food. She is the top envoy that manages the Hundred Treasures Pavillion. You could politely ask her to create or remodel any treasure. Five portions of immortal quality congee should be enough to have her expand your Small Holding Bag.

After saying this, the local god looked at Wei Xiao Bei’s Small Holding Bag. It was clear that he looked down on the Small Holding Bag that Wei Xiao Bei treated like a precious treasure.

In truth, Wei Xiao Bei was also having a headache with his Small Holding Bag.

The space inside was simply too small, being only one cubic meter. He could not even fill it with half a Dang Kang.

It was not enough, not enough at all.

Hearing the local god say this, Wei Xiao Bei immediately felt as though their alliance had borne fruit.

If it was Wei Xiao Bei himself, even if he thought about the matter, he would never have this opportunity as he would never know of the Ming Lun Envoy’s identity in Bai Ta Hills.

Even if he eventually discovered it, the amount of time it would take to find out would result in huge losses for him.

Afterward, the local god explained the matters of Bai Ta Hills and Shing Wong Temple one more time, allowing Wei Xiao Bei to understand the situation in Bai Ta Boundary with more clarity.

The local god called the different Dust Worlds boundaries, referring to the Dust World of Bai Ta as the Bai Ta Boundary. Based on the local god’s words, the various boundaries were not completely separated as Wei Xiao Bei previously imagined. There was an empty zone between the boundaries that made them difficult to cross if you did not know the method.

However, thinking about this problem was useless at the moment.

After the local god explained one more time, he impatiently left the main hall. He needed to eat the congee in order to condense his body. This was a very long process, so Wei Xiao Bei would not be able to see him for a while.

Luckily, before he left, he ordered the small ghosts to listen to Wei Xiao Bei’s instructions. Otherwise, Wei Xiao Bei would not have a way of leaving the main hall.

After the local god left, Wei Xiao Bei was reluctant to part with the place while looking at the Ground Suppressing Center. Wei Xiao Bei did not dare touch it, due to it having an owner. Even if the local god and he were tied by life and death, he might just fight Wei Xiao Bei over it.

He once again returned to the kitchen and continued cooking the rare quality meat with spirit rice and pickled vegetables.

Time slowly passed. Cooking congee might appear to not waste any mental strength, but in truth, he had to stand and concentrate on igniting and extinguishing the flames.

Forty minutes passed as a thick fragrance pervaded the air. This made Wei Xiao Bei’s head lower.

When he opened the lid, he became gloomy as he inspected the congee.

The information that appeared in his head was just as he predicted.

The dish was only a rare quality congee.

Compared to the rare quality congee made with high-quality barbecue, this rare quality congee was a bit better, but there was not much difference.

For Wei Xiao Bei, this was a failure.

Just like that, Wei Xiao Bei understood that immortal quality dishes also had a failure rate that was higher than rare quality goods!

According to his understanding of the [Cooking] skill, he would need to reach greater heights in order to increase his chances of cooking immortal quality dishes.

The way he had just cooked an immortal quality congee before was all due to luck.

Naturally, twenty portions of rare quality congee was not a waste. He placed them all inside the Small Holding Bag. Additionally, he also placed two sacks of spirit rice and a small number of pickled vegetables.

Once he thought about Bai Ta Hills, he did not continue to stay at the temple.

After leaving the temple, he moved towards Bai Ta Hills at top speed. Even if he encountered a few Gargoyles on the way, he did not stop moving and would only repel them. If the Gargoyle persistently chased after him, he would kill them.

Just like that, he had reached the outer area of Bai Ta Hills and killed four Gargoyles on the way, gaining 1000 evolution points.

The ground was full of dust, which was creating a stifling feeling in his heart. Upon reaching Bai Ta Hills, the sight of endless grassland and tall trees destroyed this feeling, causing his mood to instead become positive.

After coming to a clear brook, Wei Xiao Bei caught a carp and cooked it by the creekside.

When the carp let out a faint fragrant smell a golden light stretched over the horizon like a rainbow, from the white tower to the creek. When the golden light disappeared a tender little girl appeared.

Seeing the Ming Lun Envoy, Wei Xiao Bei did not speak and passed the fish that he had just finished cooking to the Ming Lun Envoy.

When the Ming Lun Envoy took the fish and bit into it, her eyes widened, letting out an expression of disbelief.

The last time she tasted Wei Xiao Bei’s [Cooking] skill was when it was at the expert level. But now, it was already at perfection! It was two whole levels of difference.

When the Ming Lun Envoy tasted it, she naturally felt heavenly.

Although the fish was not rare quality, it was at least high quality.

After eating the fish, the Ming Lun Envoy beamed with joy. In the end, even the meat stuck between the fish bones were eaten cleanly, as though she had not eaten for months.

“Do you still have some?”

Seeing Wei Xiao Bei not continue cooking, the usually silent Ming Lun Enboy hesitated slightly before asking.

“Yes.”

Wei Xiao Bei immediately took out a portion of rare quality congee and placed it in a stone bowl in front of her.

After taking out the rare quality congee, a thick fragrance filled the air, making even the Ming Lun Envoy’s nose twitch a few times in an attempt to follow the smell.

A single portion of the rare quality congee was not much, thus the Ming Lun Envoy only needed a few gulps to finish it. While she was trying to lick the bowl clean with her tongue, she pointed her free hand at Wei Xiao Bei.

In an instant, Wei Xiao Bei felt his chest become slightly hot. When he looked down, the stone card was emitting a dense white light.

When Wei Xiao Bei appraised it, the second effect of teleportation had been filled up again.

“You’re welcome. You still owe me another bowl.”

The Ming Lun Envoy had already passed back the stone bowl to Wei Xiao Bei.

The Ming Lun Envoy’s had decided that filling up the stone card once would cost two bowls of rare quality congee.

Fuck!

After understanding her intention, Wei Xiao Bei simply wanted to vomit blood.

I still have to teleport two more times, and you already filled it back up?! And I still owe you another bowl?

Please! Lord Emissary, can you please not be so diligent?

Before you do things, can you at least ask if other people are willing?

This is a huge loss!

I just lost two teleport chances now!

However, when Wei Xiao Bei saw the Ming Lun Envoy believing that she had done a good thing, he did not dare curse her. He had no choice but to fill another bowl for her. Afterward, he quickly stated his purpose for coming before the Ming Lun Envoy would once again do unfortunate things as a result of her enthusiasm, “Lord, can this humble self ask you for a favor?”

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