Although there were 20 bowls of noodles, the group finished them in less than half an hour.
"Wow, I have never been this full before," said the young man as he patted his stomach, which was noticeably rounder.
"Will you be heading to the First City immediately?" he then asked.
Yuan nodded, "Yes, that’s my intention."
The young man fell silent, almost as if pondering something.
Seeing his expression, Yuan asked, "What’s on your mind?"
"Well... I was just wondering if I could follow you to the First City. After all, I won’t be able to sell the gold coin you gave me in this city, and it’s too dangerous to travel alone. Of course, I understand if you refuse."
Yuan smiled and said, "I don’t mind. In fact, we can sell the gold coins together. After all, I am not familiar with the First City."
"I have never been to the First City, either, so I don’t think I’ll be of much help there. However, I’ll still try my best."
"Sure."
"Before we depart, I need to return home and let my family know I’ll be gone for a long time," the young man said.
"You won’t be gone for too long. It’ll take a few days at most."
The young man wore a puzzled look on his face and said, "What? But the First City isn’t close to our city. It’ll take at least a few months just to get there."
Yuan chuckled and replied, "That may be the case if we walked there. I intend to fly there. Of course, I’ll take you with me."
"Fly?! You can actually fly?!" The young man stared at him with awe.
"I sure can."
"That’s amazing! I’ll go home right now to let my family know!"
Since he had nothing else to do, Yuan followed the young man to his home.
"Mother, father, I’m going to leave this city for a few days—a few weeks at most—to seize an opportunity."
"Where are you going?" asked the mother.
"The First City."
"What? Are you sure? That’s at least two months away—not including the time it’ll take you to come back!" the father exclaimed.
"Oh, I won’t be walking there. I made a new friend, and he’s a cultivator who can fly."
His parents looked at him with worried expressions on their tired faces.
"Wu Qi... are you sure you’re not being tricked by this person? Why would a cultivator want anything to do with you, much less take you to the first city?"
"Don’t say that! He may be standing outside, but he can definitely hear you!"
"Where and how did you meet this cultivator?"
The young man, named Wu Qi, summarized the situation to them.
"A gold coin for twenty-three bowls of noodles...? Aiya... I knew I raised a gullible son, but to think you were this stupid..." The mother sighed while shaking her head.
"Son... listen to your mother and wake up. I doubt this guy is a cultivator, much less generous enough to give you a gold coin for some noodles."
Wu Qi gritted his teeth in frustration and shouted, "Fine! Don’t believe me if you don’t want to! You can even call me stupid, but I am going to trust my guts and head to the First City!"
Without another word, he turned around and stomped away.
"Wu Qi!"
"Stop right there!"


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