Food System in Cultivation World-Chapter 383 - 370

Currently, Bailiu City is buzzing with two pieces of news.

First, Song Yan Dining Hall is once again recruiting Spiritual Cuisine Apprentices, with broad criteria for enrollment.

As long as one is not older than twenty and has a cultivation level no higher than Qi Cultivation level nine, they can participate in the selection.

And the so-called "cultivation level no higher than Qi Cultivation level nine" means that even if you have no cultivation, just a mortal, you can apply!

Why is this so?

It turns out the selection for Spirit Chefs has always differed from ordinary cultivators, focusing not on pulse and aptitude but on a kind of mystical Spiritual Light.

Without Spiritual Light, one cannot learn the art of cleansing evil and dispelling impurities, nor can they resolve various poisons brought by the Nine Underworld Tribulation. Hence, regardless of how high your cultivation is, you cannot become a Spirit Chef.

Therefore, in the realm of Spirit Chefs, Spiritual Light surpasses pulse and aptitude.

Those with the aptitude for Spiritual Light have always been few, which is why Spirit Chefs have maintained high status.

Additionally, the second lively news in Bailiu City is that the Four Images Alliance is once again hosting an auction at the Hundred Battles Ruins.

Recently, the Four Images Alliance just triumphed over the Qingyang Sect and is vigorously expanding its business across various towns in the vicinity. This vigorous movement is well-known even among ordinary mortal citizens in the marketplace.

Chen Xu entered the city, discovering the close coexistence of celestials and mortals.

Why is this so?

Apparently, it’s because lower-level cultivators often have certain reproductive needs. Below Qi Cultivation, the lifespan of cultivators is similar to mortals.

By a certain age, some cultivators whose pursuit of the path has been shattered marry and have children.

But the offspring of cultivators do not necessarily follow the path of cultivation themselves, hence the presence of mortal individuals.

Thus, mortals marry mortals and their numbers gradually grow.

Among them, some mortals might eventually become cultivators, further deepening the mix of celestials and mortals.

Besides, there might be other reasons Chen Xu isn’t able to investigate thoroughly right now.

All he knows is that upon entering Bailiu City, his eyes have truly been opened.

Previously aware it was a small city, Chen Xu instinctively compared it to a "small city" in Great Li.

This is a cognitive habit, difficult to alter without experiencing differences firsthand.

Once truly inside, Chen Xu realized, having lived two lives, he was still too ignorant.

The streets before him were wide and majestic; the main street just upon entering could accommodate a carriage pulled by eight horses—

Yes, it turned out that the main street of "little" Bailiu City had eight lanes!

On this main street, one could see people traveling on paper horses, as well as paper talismans of deer, donkeys, and tigers. People rode these to and fro, an undeniably peculiar sight.

Following the crowd, Chen Xu walked toward the town’s center.

Along the way, he saw a variety of shops on both sides; elixirs, talismans, equipment formations were commonplace, and there were many general stores as well.

These shops each had their unique signs.

Some had glowing banners with sparkles swirling around like fireflies, the light points even encircling some pedestrians.

Some pedestrians ignored them, some were drawn away, while some impatiently waved them off, saying, "Go away, don’t cause trouble!"

Clearly, the crowd was accustomed to these shop invitation methods.

Along the street, countless paper cranes fluttered around, though most flew at low altitudes, never higher than a roof’s ridge but never so low as to impede pedestrian traffic.

Through listening closely to the people’s chatter, Chen Xu learned these paper cranes were actually message paper cranes.

In this city, paper crane communication was the prevalent short-distance messaging method in this realm.

As for long-distance communication, Chen Xu still had no knowledge.

He felt these countless paper cranes dancing across the city were like myriad celestials descending upon the mortal world.

How could such a town not be called an "Immortal City"?

But clearly, Bailiu City was far from the standard of an "Immortal City."

In this realm, it was merely a remote small town.

Traveling straight for nearly ten miles, Chen Xu finally reached the city’s center. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Then he saw a massive circle of light.

No, he had actually seen this circle of light from the very beginning, far away.

Around the circle of light, there were dozens of semi-transparent silhouettes of beauties dancing gracefully.

They either played the pipa or embraced the guqin.

At times they soared, at times they spun and floated.

Their garments flowing, silk intertwining, truly like a divine dance.

Coming closer, Chen Xu then heard melodies of qin, shaw, and pipa emanating from where the beauties danced.

The sound of strings pleasing to the ears.

As one listened, their heart and spirit seemed to float, as if in a celestial realm.

Suddenly, the beauty with the pipa turned her head, her gaze swept, seemingly making eye contact with Chen Xu across space.

Chen Xu instinctively jolted.

The beauty by the circle was a phantom, yet could make eye contact?

Laughter sounded, the melodies resumed, like rippling water, the music played again.

The beauty with the pipa, decked in silk, twirled away and started looking at other pedestrians.

Chen Xu then realized these phantom beauties continually spiraling and floating, their gazes constantly flowing. Any person, from any angle, might suddenly lock eyes with them at some moment.

Beside him, a voice suddenly praised in awe:

"Such a dance belongs only to heaven; how could it be experienced here in the mortal realm? Truly, it’s beautiful, marvelous!

Alas, just watching these phantoms, the beauty is so striking. If only I could see the true forms of these celestials, my life would be complete."

The praise sparked several echoes.

In an instant, the area by the circle overflowed with sounds of admiration.

Suddenly, among the praises came a soft snort:

"Ha, a bunch of fools! Praising something without even knowing what it is.

The Heavenly Demon Dance of the Mystical Music Sect; you’re so entranced watching it, aren’t you afraid of having your essence drained and seeds of darkness planted within?"

The crowd immediately retorted, "The celestial ladies of the Mystical Music Sect pay no heed to us. How could we not watch the Heavenly Demon Dance? Missing it would be the real regret."

Such words quickly drew unanimous agreement from nearby.

Chen Xu found it both absurd and peculiar, yet felt his horizons widened once more.

Continuing to listen awhile, he finally learned this light gate was the entrance to the Hundred Battles Ruins.