77: We're in Luck Over an Eagle Soup?

We're in Luck Over an Eagle Soup?

Two hours later.

At the Lingyun Immortal Pavilion.

Two figures rushed past the gates without stopping.

"Elders, come out here this instant!"

Lin Mufeng yelled before even reaching the gates. He was red from excitement.

The disciples of the Lingyun Immortal Pavilion all greeted him and bowed.

They knew their Sect Master too well. The Sect Master found something and was here to present it!

They glanced at the rectangular box in his hands. The box was translucent and it seemed like it contained something.

Was that it?

What kind of item was that?

The three elders were used to Lin Mufeng acting like this. They all rushed to the hall without delay. They asked excitedly, "What? What's going on? You brought back something good?"

Lin Mufeng grabbed his long beard and laughed mysteriously. "I visited the expert today and benefited from it a lot. I brought back an unexpected treasure!"

Unexpected treasure?

Wow!

The three elders started breathing heavily as they stared at him.

"Really?" asked the Big Elder with a trembling voice.

The Second Elder had an impatient temper. He chimed in, "What is it? Hurry up and show us!"

"Come on, stop teasing us!" rushed the Third Elder.

Lin Mufeng blushed and smiled. He raised the takeaway container in his hand and said excitedly, "Tadaa! This is it!"

The three elders stopped breathing and stared at the takeaway box.

Then, they all froze.

They expected a shiny treasure, but got a seemingly ordinary box with…soup in it?

The Big Elder was confused and unsure. He asked, "Is this a box of…chicken soup?"

"No, it's eagle soup!"

Lin Mufeng corrected, "This is the eagle soup I begged from the expert!"

Eagle soup?

Was there a difference?

The smiles on their faces went away. They did not know what type of reaction their Sect Master expected.

They all looked at each other and shook their heads.

Maybe the Sect Master ran into an enemy and someone knocked his head. Perhaps he lost his mind?

"Snort, haha—"

Suddenly, someone in the hall burst out laughing. "Old Man Lin, have you lost your mind? Did you really bring back a box of eagle soup as a treasure? Is the Lingyun Immortal Pavilion that poor? If you guys are facing trouble, I could donate some bread or meat—anything!"

Lin Mufeng went stiff. He then saw an old man with green clothes behind the three elders. The old man had tanned skin and a wrinkly face. He did not look like a cultivator. He looked like a countryside farmer instead.

"Old Man Sun? Why are you here?" Lin Mufeng was taken aback.

"You should feel lucky that I'm here!" Old Man Sun chuckled and mocked him, "It's much more valuable than your eagle soup anyway."

"Brother Lin, come on. You're a thousand years old. Stop acting childish and put down the eagle soup."

"I should feel lucky?" Lin Mufeng sneered. "Nothing's better than this eagle soup! You're just here to mock me!"

"Old Man Lin, have you lost your mind? I wouldn't take a second look at ambrosia if it was right in front of me. You think I care about your takeaway soup?" Old Man Sun asked angrily.

That was insulting!

"Ha, you're a toad in a well. You wouldn't understand how extraordinary this eagle soup is."

Lin Mufeng judgmentally glanced at everyone. Then, he carefully opened the container, afraid to spill any soup out.

The takeaway container was specially designed. It kept the soup warm. 

The expert was extraordinary, even his takeaway box was superior.

Clack.

The lid was uncovered. An amazing scent wafted out from the container like lava in a volcano. 

Old Man Sun was about to continue mocking him but the aroma left him speechless. 

The three elders were baffled, too. Their noses twitched as they stared at the eagle soup in disbelief.

Nice.

What a nice aroma!

Gulp.

They all simultaneously gulped like they were thirsty.

"Sect Master, this soup is milky white and shiny like a Jade. It smells incredible. I think it's a one-of-a-kind soup. Maybe we need to reevaluate," said the Big Elder. He immediately rushed to the kitchen and came back with bowls and chopsticks.

"The Big Elder's always right," nodded the Second Elder. He also rushed to the kitchen.

"Makes sense, I agree," said the Third Elder.

Old Man Sun stared at the soup. He stubbornly said, "Hmph. Even if it's nice, it's still just an ordinary eagle soup, right?"

Suddenly, the Big Elder jolted. "Huh? This beak… Silver Moon Demon King?!"

Gasp—

Everyone looked over and gasped in shock.

Silver Moon Demon King!

It was the Silver Moon Demon King!

"So fussy!" Lin Mufeng grinned and said casually, "It's just the Silver Moon Demon King, a small mountain eagle, pay no attention to it."2

Just a small mountain eagle?

The three elders looked at Lin Mufeng weirdly.

Their Sect Master went out and came back a different person. When was he so arrogant?

They remembered that the Silver Moon Demon King was able to defeat him.

"So what if it's the Silver Moon Demon King? Demon meat is still just meat. What's so special about it?" Old Man Sun continued to be stubborn.

Everyone snapped out of it, wiped away their saliva, and scooped a bowl of eagle soup.

Huh?

'Why does the root in the soup look like the roots of the Nine Ginseng?'

'And this herb right here, it looks like Neon Grass?'

'This petal seems to be Chalcedony?'

They were thunderstruck by the ingredients in their bowl and they could not believe their eyes.

"This, this is…" Big Elder looked at Lin Mufeng in disbelief.

"Yeah, correct, it is."

Lin Mufeng laughed and nodded. "Drink it while it's hot. I told you, you're in luck!"

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