The Legend of the Eternal King
Selling Salt

When Mao Yu and Zen Li rest the night.

The two old mania fishing on the shore of the lake. They try to hook each other, although they get fish not as big as the catch of Mao Yu and Zen Li they believe that a simple fishing rod in their hands is a real treasure.

Other joran also tried, much better, good and sublime. Even joran who was a medium or high treasure from Lei Teng's storage. But none of the fish would not sniff the bait at all.

Sect Head Tang Shang would after this treat the fishing rod as the sect's main treasure. He will treat well beyond the treatment of his wife.

The morning has arrived.

Birds chirp with melodious and joyful. So was the atmosphere of the Silver Lion sect's denizens. Early in the morning Sect Head Tang Shang woke up Mao Yu and Zen Li.

To immediately eat breakfast together to enjoy fish dishes.

Fish head soup on the dining table. The participants of the meal greeted him with a sparkle.

Hot steam billows violently with a thick herbal aroma. In addition to flirting with the stomach. Also teasing dantian twitches endlessly longing for the power to be absorbed from the flesh of the fish.

Chef Lei Teng was very proficient with fish processing. As an alchemist the act of cooking was not a difficult thing.

Fire control, compounding materials and spices as well as processing in a pan.

Lei Teng made sure the fish nutrients did not spread, even the spices added were also high herbs.

He was no longer stingy in using his stored herbs. This fish itself is much more expensive and valuable than its treasury.

Everyone holds his chopsticks. They started eating with their whole face red.

Very yummy...

It did not take long the whole bowl was empty, not even a single drop of fruit.

Breakfast participants were very satisfied with the energy in the stomach ready to explode. They had to immediately take seclusion to consolidate it.

“Pak Tua Lei Teng, If you mind being a gardener. Can you come back to your home.” Mao Yu said with a serious look.

“Ohohoho. I am a real gardener. My father and mother were garden workers. Even I inherited good gardening manners.”

“This is still the beginning, wait for the next few days. The entire area of the sect and building would cleanly shine brilliantly. Hohohoho..

Lei Teng was shameless. He was initially very reluctant with anger. However it was good that he stayed here was that he could enjoy the rare fish of the silver lake.

Eating a serving of fish is like summing up a closed seclusion for a hundred years.

Especially with the heirloom hook that became the main treasure of the sect. He could enjoy fish every day.

How could an expert turn away from glory like this.

Even celebrities and bigshots will be willing to be mops or bathe horses to get fish dishes.

Lei Teng felt a very meaningful progress. Control over fire, sensitivity and spiritual power are multiplied thanks to the consumption of lake fish.

Even if he became dumb if he left the sect court. Lake fish is a true priority ! The main priority !

He clasped his hands firmly, his gaze breaking through the seven heavens.

Unfortunately Sect Head Tang Shang, Mao Yu and Zen Li were no longer at the dining table. They had left the bench with empty bowls strewn across the table.

“Even my profession grew into a dishwasher.” Lei Teng looked at the pile of dirty bowls with a faint look.

The day in the sect was very peaceful as usual.

Sect Head Tang Shang was busy with a bucket of water to purify the salt, Zen Li was training with his cultivation. At rest he helped the sect head to take care of the salts

Lei Teng casually swept and eradicated the weeds. Remove moss and spider webs in every building.

Only Mao Yu relaxed.

As a mortal man, what could he do. That's the fact, but thanks to great fishing rod findings. Mao Yu was willing to do anything no one dared to reprimand at all. His position became very special.

As he relaxed by the lake Sect Head Tang Shang walked up to him.

“Mao Yu, can you go to the next city. Not far away, you only need to deliver silver salt from the remaining distillates ?”

When processing silver salts. A lot of residue is produced. Sect Head Tang Shang called this salt a distillate remnant.

Although the benefits are very small, if sold it is still valuable. For ordinary people this can improve health and strength. For the needs of expensive restaurants this becomes the main spice of cuisine.

“Hmmm... alright.” Mao Yu replied.

“One day trip to the city. You can stay there one night and then come back the next day.”

Mao Yu nodded.

The Silver Lion Sect only had one horse. It was this horse that Mao Yu was currently racing out through the main gate.

With the little monkey sitting sweetly in front of Mao Yu. The horse galloped swiftly towards the next town.

On the way there are only forests and grasslands. Mao Yu enjoyed it a lot, reminiscent of the memories of riding towards the central capital back then.

“Yooo, finally arrived.”

A very bustling city with a bustle of merchants and caravans. It is a transit trade city.

All directions to important locations converge at this point.

The city where it was located was exactly between the borders of the two great powers namely the Phoenix Fire Sect and the Earth Sword Sect.

Broadly speaking this trade transit point was the confluence of two trade routes between the regions of the two sects.

Mao Yu did not delay his duty. He was looking for the herb shop that Sect Head Tang Shang had appointed to hand over the remaining salt of the distillates.

Although the streets were crowded with merchants, it was not difficult to find the shop in question. This shop is big, clean and tidy.

“Welcome young man, there is something we can help you with.” The shopkeeper welcomed.

“Ah, you !!!” Mao Yu glared.

“You !!!!” The shopkeeper glared even more.