High above in the sky, six Fusion experts clashed, their respective mighty abilities on full display. The cultivators below watched in awe, dazzled by the spectacle; even Lu Yang and his four companions stared unblinkingly. Battles between Fusion cultivators were a rare sight to witness.0

Only one person was not in the mood to observe the battle, instead glaring at the archaic cultivator couple with gritted teeth.0

“Damn archaic cultivators! Why are you everywhere?!” Vice Creed Leader Shi from the barbeque shop wished he could join the battle to pummel the husband and wife. It’d be best if I could kill them and refine them into corpse puppets to vent my anger.0

Regardless of the battle’s outcome, the authorities would sweep the area. Due to safety considerations, the Qing Province Grand Ceremony was bound to be cut short. The ceremony was meant to last eight days, yet it would have to come to an abrupt halt after just two.0

He had come to Qing Province for fieldwork, hoping to determine whether there was a market for a barbecue shop here, as well as to understand local preferences for skewer types, so that he could tailor and localize his offerings accordingly.2

Ultimately, barbeque proved to be a hit in Qing Province,...0