Chapter 920: Chapter 37: The True Foundation of the Clan’s Growth and Power

Whenever they passed by a street vendor, the stall was emptied.

The next stall, emptied again~~

The Immortal Court Lady went from paying with pocket gold coins to immortal crystals, then started taking out small immortal crystal tickets, and then large immortal crystal tickets...

Even though she was already mentally prepared for the voracious appetites of those with a Devouring Bloodline, such an exaggerated scene still deeply shocked her.

That Lan Wan’er was better, although she was considered quite excellent among those with a Devouring Bloodline, her appetite was only two or three times that of an average person with a devouring talent.

But Wang Lici was exaggerated; her face, which still hadn’t lost its baby fat, wore a simple and innocent expression. Her belly didn’t seem that big, yet it was like a bottomless pit, impossible to fill no matter how much she ate.

In just half a day, all the stall owners on that food street were closing up early.

But this seemed like just the appetizer; when the Immortal Court Lady asked them if they were full, Lan Wan’er said she was half-full. But Wang Lici stammered, shyly saying she was almost there.

Obviously, she wasn’t full.

It should be noted that for those with devouring talents, the measure of talent strength is their appetite. This little girl’s appetite was indeed a bit exaggerated, and her talent must far exceed her initial estimation.

The Immortal Court Lady was intrigued, wanting to see the limits of Wang Lici’s abilities.

So she simply took them to a lavish restaurant, waved her hand, and ordered high-end ingredients of Tier Five and Six, even serving them a several-thousand-pound Tier Seven ingredient—a partial dragon leg.

It was the leg of a Yao Earth Yellow Dragon.

"Woo woo~ Sister Fairy, you’re such a kind person." Wang Lici, tearing at the dragon leg roasted with cumin and chili powder, was moved to tears, "I’ve lived so long, it’s my first time eating dragon meat."

Though she had also tasted the meat of Tier Seven Fierce Beasts, that was just Tier Seven Yak Meat.

And dragons, even among Tier Seven Fierce Beasts, are quite formidable. They usually reside in deep mountains and great marshes. Even if a Divine Power Realm Cultivator goes out of their way to hunt them, success is not guaranteed; either they’re nowhere to be found, or they manage to escape when one’s not careful.

Hunting wild creatures is no easy task; many people go fishing and catch nothing, let alone hunt a dragon.

Beside her, Lan Wan’er, looking at the dragon meat, couldn’t help but feel her mouth water.

However, her stomach was already more than half-full, and the Tier Seven Dragon Meat was a super nourishment. She could only nibble on the scraps given by Wang Lici, and even with less than a few dozen pounds, she felt bloated, with qi and blood overly vigorous, a little hard to digest.

This girl’s bloodline must be extraordinary.

The Immortal Court Lady was also greatly surprised, her eyes softening as she said, "Eat as much as you can, and if you can’t finish, you can pack it to eat later."

"I can eat, I can eat, it’s so delicious." Wang Lici said, chomping on the dragon meat, her mouth covered in oil, eyes squinting with happiness, "Sister Fairy, what’s your name? Which family do you come from?"

This dragon meat is indeed incredible; after several hundred pounds of it, she felt the qi and blood in her body surging, the talent that hadn’t moved in a long time was loosening, and she could see herself breaking through to Great Celestial Pride Grade B.

You have to know that crossing from Great Celestial Pride Grade C to Grade B is a major hurdle. She’d been stuck at this bottleneck for many years, and now she felt there was a possibility of a breakthrough.

"My surname is Zhao, Zhao Xiqing. I was originally from the Daqian Zhao Family, and now I float around the Immortal Court." The Immortal Court Lady smiled warmly at Wang Lici’s joy and casually picked some Tier Six Spiritual Flesh from the table to eat, teasingly saying, "Why do you ask? Want to repay me perhaps?"

"Mm-hmm~ My fourth uncle has high hopes for me. Since I was little, he used to tell me, ’Lici, if someone helps you, you must never forget, and if you have the chance, you should return the favor.’ That’s also how my master taught me." Wang Lici, reluctantly set down the half-eaten dragon meat, licked her hands clean, and took out a small notebook, earnestly recording Zhao Xiqing’s name, family background, and so on.

The notebook was quite thick, and more than half of the pages had been written on already, indicating the sheer number of "kind-hearted people" who had "helped" Lici.

And she had meticulously recorded each and every one of them.

This trait is very much like her master.

Seeing her so serious, Zhao Xiqing couldn’t help but smile: "Lici, tell me, when do you plan to repay me?"

"My master always said, to remember everyone who’s helped you." Wang Lici solemnly put away her notebook and earnestly said, "When I become the Master of the Lingyun Sacred Land, I will repay all those who have helped me one by one."

"Pfft!"

Just as she was sipping a cup of clear drink, Zhao Xiqing almost spat it out.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and caught herself.

"Cough cough cough~"

Zhao Xiqing coughed several times before composing herself, looking incredulously at Wang Lici: "You lazy girl, you’re quite confident, huh."

"Not too bad, my master said I have a pretty good chance." Wang Lici said with a little smugness, "Apart from repaying kindness, I want to go back to the Wang Family to find my fourth uncle, thank him for his meticulous cultivation, then reveal my identity as the Saint Master, blind him with it, and by the way, give him a big pile of books to read, and not allow snacks until he’s done reading."