Chapter 51
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Chapter 51: Spiritual Food, Triple Training Speed
The enchanting fairy tales and delightful surprises made the innocent Chu Lingluo fall deeply in love with the Fairy Tale Garden. She greatly admired Mu Lin, the creator of Tree City and the garden.
At that moment, her gaze toward Mu Lin held pure reverence.
Feeling Tree City was too precious, she even considered compensating him with Spirit Stones. When Mu Lin refused, she didn’t press further. However, the next day at the training ground, she arrived carrying a large food box.
Opening it, Chu Lingluo laid out a spread of exquisite dishes before Mu Lin.
Before he could decline this time, she said earnestly:
"Master Mu, please don’t refuse. I didn’t buy these—I made them myself. My elective path is as a spiritual chef. Taste them and give me feedback."
"…Alright."
Seeing her earnest, hopeful eyes, Mu Lin relented.
After just two bites, his eyes widened.
The food crafted by Chu Lingluo, a spiritual chef, was extraordinarily delicious. But what stunned Mu Lin wasn’t just the flavor—every ingredient was made from spiritual materials.
He felt a warm current surge through his body after eating, strengthening his physique.
It even gave him the thought:
"Eating this spiritual food regularly would strengthen my body and meridians over time."
What struck Mu Lin most was a dish called Silver Moon Mullet Soup.
Drinking it flooded his body with the rich power of moonlight.
This energy restored his Vitality of the Living—his mana—and even allowed him to cultivate the Great Yin Living Scripture during daylight.
Realizing this, Mu Lin grew uneasy.
"This is too valuable. I—"
Chu Lingluo cut him off with a wave. "It’s nothing. As a spiritual chef, I cook daily. If you don’t eat it, it’ll go to waste."
When Mu Lin still hesitated, she added awkwardly, "I…have selfish reasons too. I adore Tree City and its people. I want you to create large origami artworks for every resident and story there…"
Mu Lin relaxed—her having a request made this easier.
As for her spending Spirit Stones on origami artworks? It seemed trivial.
In his past life, collectors spent fortunes on single walls of collectibles. Wealthy women bought entire closets of luxury items, even extra homes just for storage.
Was it extravagant? Yes. Uncommon? No.
Ordinary people couldn’t understand why the rich wore expensive clothes just once.
Moreover, it wasn’t just women who indulged in luxury. While men rarely bought bags, hoarding garages full of premium cars wasn’t considered unusual. Compared to such excesses, Chu Lingluo’s pursuit of art seemed almost modest.
"Then it’s settled."
Knowing he’d soon need to craft dozens—perhaps hundreds—of large artworks for Chu Lingluo, Mu Lin ate the spiritual food without restraint. His Snake Swallowing Elephant trait allowed him to devour every last bite, no matter how much she prepared.
Chu Lingluo didn’t mind. Instead, she beamed—seeing her admired companion relish her cooking filled her with pride.
After the meal, Mu Lin realized the spiritual food boosted his magical cultivation efficiency by a full 50%. Even more startling, his physical advancement speed tripled. Yes, tripled. This absurd growth stemmed from three factors: the superior spiritual materials Chu Lingluo used, the digestive efficiency from Snake Swallowing Elephant paired with hibernation, and the food’s emphasis on bodily refinement over other energies.
"Triple speed… If I keep this up, my physical cultivation might outpace my mana and spirit. Imagine reaching higher realms before them."
The thought amused him. Most paper folders looked frail, but he’d soon tower over them in strength.
…
Training, cultivation, meals, and planning the fairy tale world with Chu Lingluo—Mu Lin’s days transformed from monotonous to vibrant. Nutrient-rich spiritual food, daily rejuvenation spells, purification spells, and vitality spells from Chu Lingluo accelerated his recovery, letting him push his body to extremes through cursed self-harm techniques.
Yet not all was smooth. Some resented Mu Lin’s good fortune more than their own failures. His free spiritual meals, a noble lady’s attentive spells, and her constant companionship gnawed at their hearts. Daily, they tried persuading Chu Lingluo to abandon him under the guise of concern.
Each time, Chu Lingluo shut them down before Mu Lin could react.
"Brother Mu isn’t worthless—he’s a genius. My choice of cultivation partner is none of your concern. Insult him again, and consequences will follow."
"Miss Chu, you’re being fooled—"
"Enough."
When she raised her hand, they fled. Strangely, their anger fixated on Mu Lin rather than her.
Zong Xiu later clarified matters: "You’ve angered the crowd. Many plan to challenge the tower when you do, aiming to humiliate you with superior results. Jing Yeming’s joining too."
"Jing Yeming? The Level 1 Spiritual Root prodigy? Why? I only mocked Level 2s."
Zong Xiu smirked. "You stole his intended teammate. Without your interference, Chu Lingluo would’ve partnered with him. Losing her stings—he’s vowed to put you in your place."
"Just endure the tower challenge. With Level 3 roots, losing’s expected. Stay calm, and they can’t touch you."
"Your comfort’s appreciated," Mu Lin deadpanned. "Now stop."
Observing his classmates confirmed Zong Xiu’s warning—envy hung thick around him.
"Think I’m unworthy? Power truly dictates everything."
Their jealousy meant little. As the disruptive catfish, he’d never been liked. His focus remained on cultivation, not petty rivals.
The real trouble lay elsewhere—shifts within his Mind Image · City of Heaven’s Funeral.
