In the end, the seven Title Douluos left the restaurant highly satisfied. Even Bai Changfeng, who hadn't found a breakthrough opportunity, had to admit that the cuisine of this small restaurant was truly a unique and delightful experience.
Following the seven Title Douluos, a few more customers had heard about the miraculous phenomena surrounding the "Fish Belly Stuffed with Lamb" and decided to try it for themselves, despite the hefty price of one thousand Gold coins. Judging by their expressions of enjoyment, it was evident that they were also pleased with the results.
However, the number of customers who dared to order this dish remained limited. The price of one thousand Gold coins was enough to deter many, and those who could easily afford it were mostly powerful Spirit Masters and wealthy nobles.
The two-hour opening time quickly came to an end, but the commotion caused by the "Fish Belly Stuffed with Lamb" was far from over.
Back in his private chamber, Bai Changfeng sat cross-legged on a cushion. He wasn't a person who indulged in luxury, and the simple decor of his chamber reflected that. Unlike the pursuit of pleasure, he was more interested in cultivation and becoming stronger.
"Sigh." Bai Changfeng sighed softly.
Reaching Rank 95 had proven to be a challenging hurdle for him. Despite his talent, it had remained unconquered due to a defeat he suffered decades ago, which still haunted him, hindering his progress.
He had hoped that the small restaurant would provide him with an opportunity to break through, but it had turned out to be a futile endeavor. While the restaurant's food was undeniably delicious, it didn't offer significant benefits for his cultivation.
He shook his head, self-deprecatingly acknowledging his attempt to take shortcuts. Bai Changfeng composed himself, calming his mind, and began to meditate.
For a Title Douluo, meditation was as simple as eating and drinking. In an instant, he entered a meditative state. His breathing became steady, his expression returned to calm from its previous sternness, and his tightly closed eyes concealed a hidden brilliance. The surrounding natural energy was drawn toward him, and his Spirit power surged like turbulent waves, creating ripples of Spirit power all around him.
Unnoticed by anyone, a faint golden light radiated from the center of Bai Changfeng's eyebrows. The light was slender and resembled the shape of a dragon scale.
The golden light disappeared in an instant, and Bai Changfeng's meditative state underwent a change.
The natural energy that had been drawn from the surroundings dissipated, and the surging Spirit power gradually came to a slow halt until it was entirely contained within his body. Bai Changfeng's breathing became nearly imperceptible, and he seemed to enter a state of suspended animation. However, from the center of his eyebrows, his formidable spiritual power surged, creating countless waves.
This was deep meditation, a chance pursued by countless Spirit Masters but seldom found. Bai Changfeng had experienced it once before, and it had led to his comprehension of the White Plum Sword Intent, allowing him to suppress those of the same rank.
Now, feeling the familiar situation, Bai Changfeng's heart trembled. However, he dared not let his emotions get the best of him, fearing that excessive excitement might cause him to exit this elusive state. Soon, he cleared his mind, showing no signs of joy or sorrow, and followed the guidance of the laws of heaven and earth, embarking on his second deep meditation.
At this moment, Bai Changfeng felt the familiar situation, and his heart trembled. However, he dared not show any signs of joy, fearing that excessive emotions might disrupt this elusive state. Quickly, he cleared his mind, his expression devoid of sorrow or happiness, and followed the guidance of the laws of heaven and earth to begin his second deep meditation.
Similar situations occurred with all seven Title Douluos.
To reach the level of a Title Douluo, both talent and hard work were indispensable. After lunch, the seven of them instinctively planned to meditate and recuperate. However, this time, their meditation experiences were far from ordinary.
Qi Han might not know the specifics of what was happening to the seven Title Douluos, but he could guess some of it. Now, as he watched Fu Ya finish cleaning up the dishes and prepare to leave, he cleared his throat and began slowly, "Um, Fu Ya, there's something I'd like to talk to you about."
"Hmm?" Fu Ya looked up at the owner with curiosity. In the past, the owner rarely stopped her when she was about to leave for the academy. She wondered if something was amiss.
Could it be that the owner is taking leave again so soon? They've only been open for a few days; frequent leaves would be quite unusual.
It felt somewhat like those authors who frequently took breaks for no apparent reason.
"Cough, cough." Qi Han awkwardly cleared his throat, not sure how to approach the subject. "Of course not. I won't be taking leave in the near future."
"That's good," Fu Ya sighed in relief. "So, what's the matter, Boss?"
"Um," Qi Han scratched his head, unsure of how to begin. "Well, it's like this. When you go back, please practice meditation as soon as possible. The 'Fish Belly Stuffed with Lamb' is a special dish with unique effects. After eating it, you can enter deep meditation for twenty-four hours with a hundred percent success rate."
Huh? Huh?!?
As Fu Ya realized the implications of Qi Han's words, she was left completely dumbfounded.
As an exemplary student of Shrek Academy, Fu Ya had a deeper understanding of deep meditation than Qi Han. Although she had yet to experience it herself, she understood the process.
Ordinary Spirit Masters practiced meditation and cultivation by sensing the surrounding natural energy with their spiritual power. They absorbed it into their meridians, and by circulating their Spirit power, they assimilated the absorbed natural energy, increasing their Spirit power and advancing their Spirit power realm.
Deep meditation was a much rarer state where the practitioner reached an even deeper level of communion with the laws of heaven and earth, allowing for a profound and accelerated cultivation experience. However, it was incredibly difficult to achieve and was often considered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for most Spirit Masters.
Fu Ya was astounded by the revelation that eating the "Fish Belly Stuffed with Lamb" could guarantee a twenty-four-hour deep meditation. This was an unprecedented and highly valuable benefit for any Spirit Master, let alone the elite Title Douluos.
Deep meditation and regular meditation might only differ by one word, but the gap between them was immeasurable. Deep meditation was not about absorbing the natural energy from the surroundings; instead, it involved merging with the laws of heaven and earth, allowing for a closer connection and profound comprehension of these laws. Such an opportunity was extremely rare, and many Spirit Masters would never experience it in their lifetime.
While there were many treasures that could help enhance one's Spirit power, there was no known treasure that could directly induce deep meditation. Therefore, Fu Ya's initial reaction to Qi Han's words was skepticism. She thought her boss was joking.
However, she quickly dismissed that thought; there was no reason for her boss to deceive her like this.
In other words, this was real?
Fu Ya, who had never experienced deep meditation before, couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and anticipation.
Wait a minute... Something's not right!
Suddenly, Fu Ya realized that if she entered deep meditation for twenty-four hours, she wouldn't be able to come to the small restaurant tonight or tomorrow at noon. In an instant, she faced a dilemma.
Qi Han scratched his head and continued, "If you start your training now, you probably won't be able to come tonight and tomorrow at noon. So... does Ying Shuang have some free time? If she can help out for two shifts, I can pay her ten gold coins and provide her with two staff meals as compensation."
Huh?
Fu Ya was deep in thought.
Thinking it over, Ying Shuang seemed quite envious of her work every day. What if she gave her friend a chance to try it out? After all, their figures were similar, and Ying Shuang could probably fit into her uniform.
"Alright," Fu Ya's eyes brightened as she made a quick decision, marching further down the path of selling out her best friend.
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