One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

He was panting heavily, his whole body soaked in sweat.

The terrifying aura that had once made him seem dangerous had completely vanished.

The meridians are dry and the acupoints are blocked.

He truly became an ordinary fat old man who couldn't produce any Qi!

"My...my cultivation level..."

Ruan Feng stared blankly at his hands.

But he felt no reluctance.

Because he discovered that terrifying hunger that had lingered in his stomach for decades, like a starving ghost being reincarnated...

Totally gone!

"Gurgle gurgle..."

Just then, a gurgling sound came from Ruan Feng's large belly.

"I...I'm hungry..."

Ruan Feng raised his head, his smile pure, but tears streamed down his face like a burst dam.

"This feeling...is so good! So good!"

"Senior brother! Thank you! Thank you for letting me be a human being again!"

Ruan Feng struggled to turn over and kowtowed repeatedly to Zhang Tianyi.

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand dismissively.

"Alright, enough of that. No matter how loudly you kowtow, I won't give you a red envelope. If you want to be a normal person, then live a peaceful life from now on."

Just as Nguyen Phuong was moved to tears by normal hunger.

Feng Baobao, who had been silent the whole time, came over carrying a golden object that was about the size of a washbasin.

That was the same pure gold stemmed wine vessel from before.

At this moment, steam is rising from the medieval king's wine vessel, and a rich aroma of pickled cabbage wafts through the air.

"Hey, eat up."

Feng Baobao handed the golden cup filled with instant noodles to Ruan Feng, and also thoughtfully offered him a plastic fork:

There were two fried eggs and half a sausage inside.

Ruan Feng looked at the girl in front of him who was holding a priceless container of instant noodles.

Her eyes became even redder.

He took the golden cup with trembling hands, not even afraid of the heat, and shoveled the noodles into his mouth.

While eating, tears and snot streamed down her face.

"Delicious...it's so delicious! This is the kind of food a human should eat!"

A former thief who was famous throughout the world decades ago and had mastered the Eight Extraordinary Skills is now holding a bowl of instant noodles, eating with a happy expression.

Look at this ridiculous scene.

Zhang Chulan leaned closer to Wang Ye and whispered:

"Old Wang, did I see that right? The advisor just recited two lines of scripture and he crippled the Eight Extraordinary Techniques?"

Wang Ye, with his hands in his sleeves, watched Zhang Tianyi's retreating figure and sighed sincerely.

"We can't understand the Second Master's level of understanding."

Zhang Tianyi stretched and yawned as he walked towards the stairs.

"Chu Lan".

He waved without turning his head:

“Now that the old man is an ordinary person, he's no longer in danger. Call Fatty Zhao in a bit and have him send a car to pick him up. Lock him up if necessary, and sentence him if appropriate!”

"Alright! Don't worry, Master, I guarantee I'll arrange everything perfectly for you." Zhang Chulan replied loudly, patting his chest as a guarantee.

As Zhang Tianyi reached the corner of the stairs, he stopped and glanced back at the group of younger people who were looking at Ruan Feng with curiosity.

"I've been wandering around outside lately, and I've seen enough of all sorts of fun."

He cracked his neck, his tone revealing a rare eagerness to return home:

"It's time to go back to Longhu Mountain!"

Zhang Tianyi looked out the window.

Judging by the days, the third brother's new legs should be broken in quite well by now.

I wonder if those little brats slacked off during their morning lessons.

And how is Lingyu's effeminate nature being treated by Xia He?

Although there are many different kinds of food in this mundane world, after eating them for a while, I really start to miss the simple porridge from the mountains.

It's time to go home and visit.

Chapter 299 Daoist Master Returns Home!

The next morning.

In the living room, Zhang Chulan was humming an off-key pop song as he stuffed the last two bags of potato chips into his bulging travel bag.

He zipped up the bag, patted it with satisfaction, and turned to grin at Zhang Tianyi, who was sitting on the sofa drinking soy milk.

"Master, everything is ready! I've also checked the high-speed rail tickets. Should we buy business class or just book a whole carriage?"

Zhang Chulan is now financially secure and has a lot of confidence, which has made him speak with much more authority.

"I haven't been back to the mountain for several months, and I really miss my junior uncle."

Zhang Tianyi put down her soy milk cup and wiped her mouth with a tissue.

He glanced at the enthusiastic Zhang Chulan and a mischievous smile crept across his face:

"Buy tickets? Whose tickets?"

"Ours! You, me, Sister Bao'er, and Junior Uncle, Old Wang, Old Qing, and the others..."

Zhang Chulan was counting on his fingers when he suddenly realized that something was off.

"Stop."

Zhang Tianyi stretched out a finger and waved it in mid-air.

"Let me correct your wording. It was my and my daughter's tickets."

He pointed to Chen Duo, who was sitting obediently next to him with a backpack on her back.

"This trip back to Longhu Mountain will be just the two of us, master and disciple. As for the rest of you..."

Zhang Tianyi leaned back on the sofa, adopting a dismissive attitude: "Go do what you're supposed to do, don't come back with me for a free meal."

"what?!"

Zhang Chulan was completely dumbfounded, and the smile on his face instantly froze:

"No... Master, you're not going to play with us anymore? This is a classic case of discarding a used tool so quickly!"

"Stop playing the victim with me."

Zhang Tianyi was too lazy to fall for his act and gestured with her chin towards the guest room corridor:

"Look at Xiao Wang, he's so self-aware."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the guest room door was pulled open from the inside.

Wang Ye, sporting dark circles under his eyes comparable to those of a national treasure, floated out as if he were walking on cotton.

He was still clutching the tattered map tightly in his hand, muttering to himself as if possessed.

"The Gen position is reversed... no, it should be in the Li position..."

Wang Ye walked to the water dispenser in a daze, filled a glass with cold water and drank it all in one gulp, then looked up at Zhang Tianyi:

"Second Master, you all go on your way, don't worry about me. The things in this picture are so interesting, I feel like I'm just one step away from completely uncovering them!"

Until I solve this mystery, I won't go anywhere else; I'll just stay here and put down roots.

Seeing Wang Ye's fanatical, brainwashed appearance, Zhang Chulan swallowed hard.

"Well, Old Wang has completely gone mad."

Just as Zhang Chulan was about to continue shamelessly begging to go up the mountain...

His phone in his pocket started vibrating wildly at a very inopportune moment.

Zhang Chulan took out his phone and saw the three words "Zhao Fangxu" flashing on the screen, which immediately gave him an ominous feeling.

"Hello, Chairman Zhao?" Zhang Chulan pressed the answer button, his voice a little weak.

"Chu Lan, is your master here?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Fangxu's voice sounded hoarse and tired, as if he had stayed up for three consecutive nights.

"You need to come to headquarters right now! Something terrible has happened!"

"What's wrong, Chairman Zhao? Are those foreigners causing trouble again?"

"The foreigners are actually behaving themselves; it's our backyard that's on fire!"

Zhao Fangxu slammed his fist on the table over the phone, his voice filled with a headache:

"In the few days you were on Nathan Island, Feng Zhenghao and the Wang family have completely fallen out!"

"The Feng family is acting like they've gone mad, sweeping through the Wang family's territory without regard for cost. That old bastard Wang Ai was pushed to the limit and directly sent his family's best fighters to confront them head-on in the street!"

The two sides are now really at loggerheads, and in order to control the impact, the company forcibly intervened to mediate, barely managing to get them to the negotiating table!

Zhao Fangxu took a deep breath, his tone almost pleading:

"Chu Lan, Feng Zhenghao was authorized by your master, so the one who tied the knot must untie it."