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Although Zicomo said he was going out to buy groceries with Lani, he didn't actually plan to buy much.

He has plenty of vegetables in his "Zen Garden," not to mention meat, as the biodiverse Lake Lienia provides him with a large amount of ingredients.

There are all sorts of animals, like sheep, wild boars, and bears.

There were even crabs and shrimp taller than a person.

The claws of those shrimp and crabs, just one of them, are enough for an average family of three to eat for several meals.

He only wanted to take Lani shopping this time and buy some seasonings for making Eastern cuisine.

As a result, Zicomo took Lani to shop all over the city and surrounding malls, but they still couldn't find the right seasoning.

Finally, Zicomo slapped his forehead and remembered a place.

That's Chinatown, a gathering place for people from an ancient Eastern country in England.

Zicomo took Lani to Soho, Westminster, where Chinatown is located.

At the entrance to this street, there is a Chinese-style gate with the words "London Chinatown" written on it in traditional Chinese characters.

Walking into Chinatown, the various shops with Chinese characters on their signs gave Zicomo a feeling of returning home, and for a moment he even felt a little nostalgic.

This feeling intensified after they entered a Chinese-owned supermarket.

Lani noticed Zikomo's unusual behavior and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just miss home a little." Zicomo shook his head to indicate that he was alright.

"Your hometown, the East? I'll go back with you sometime."

Lani was also very curious about this country that Zicomo missed so much.

Zicomo nodded, but before he could speak, an elderly voice came from behind him.

"Young people should definitely go back to their motherland to see it if they have the opportunity."

The two turned around and found that the person who had spoken to them was a kind-looking old lady.

Noticing the old lady's words, Zicomo switched to Chinese and greeted her.

"Hello, Grandma. My name is Qi Kemo. May I ask your surname?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in the old lady's eyes.

Then she said slowly, "What's with all this talk about your noble surname? Just call me Grandma Zhao. Young man, I've never seen you on this street before."

"Grandma Zhao, I don't live here. This is my first time here."

Zicomo explained his current family situation to Grandma Zhao.

"It's truly remarkable that someone can speak such standard Mandarin without living with other Chinese people," Grandma Zhao remarked.

"People can't forget their roots, can they?"

Zicomo's answer made the old lady burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, good boy, just because of what you said, Grandma will give you a 20% discount on what you buy here today."

Zicomo hadn't expected that the old lady in front of him was the owner of the supermarket, but he didn't refuse her kindness.

"Thank you very much, Grandma."

"By the way, who is this girl next to you?" Grandma Zhao had already noticed Lani next to Zicomo.

“This is my fiancée, Lani,” Zicomo introduced.

Grandma Zhao sighed and said, "Oh, why do these foreigners like to arrange marriages for their children? I was thinking of introducing my granddaughter to you. Now it seems that girl isn't so lucky."

In Grandma Zhao's eyes, a handsome young man like Zicomo, who also speaks so well, is simply the perfect choice for her granddaughter's husband.

I didn't expect that he already had a fiancée.

Come to think of it, these two look like a perfect match, it would be hard for things to end if they didn't get married.

Zicomo hadn't expected the old woman to have such thoughts, so he quickly changed the subject, saying, "By the way, Grandma Zhao, is it safe for you to run such a big supermarket all by yourself?"

He had heard that people from other countries lived in this neighborhood, making it a mixed bag.

Grandma Zhao waved her hand and said, "It's alright. We Chinese are usually very united and help each other out, so there's no need to worry about safety. Besides, we have Xiao Li here. He's a Taoist priest with real skills, and everyone goes to him for any important matters."

"Oh? Who is this young Li you're talking about?" Zicomo became interested. Could it be that he could meet an Eastern monk in Chinatown?

Just as Grandma Zhao was about to speak, the sound of the supermarket door opening came from the entrance.

She turned her head and saw the figure entering the room, then said, "Speak of the devil, and here comes Little Li."

Zicomo turned his head and saw a burly man walk in.

He wasn't wearing Taoist robes, but rather very ordinary casual clothes.

However, he kept his hair long, styled it into a bun, and secured it to his head with a simple hairpin.

The burly man, speaking in a deep Northeastern accent, said, "Aunt Zhao, I've come to see you! How have you been lately?"

Grandma Zhao replied with a kind smile, "Thank you for your concern. My old bones are still quite hale and hearty. By the way, I was just talking about you with this young man."

Upon hearing this, the big man noticed Zicomo and Lani standing next to Grandma Zhao.

"Hey! New faces. The young man and woman are quite pretty. My name is Li Xuanjian, and what are yours?"

Zicomo's lips twitched when he heard the name. What was with this name of the senior disciple of a fantasy sect?

Brother, are you sure your name isn't Yan Chixia?

From the moment this man walked in, Zicomo felt a strong sense of déjà vu, especially his beard, which looked exactly like Yan Chixia's.

"Hello Uncle Li, my name is Qi Kemo, and this is my fiancée Lani."

Li Xuanjian gave a thumbs up and said, "Good lad, you're so young and you already have a fiancée. Your fiancée is also very beautiful. By the way, you don't need to call me uncle. Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm only in my early thirties. Just call me big brother."

"But I'm not even fourteen years old yet."

Zicomo's words almost made Li Xuanjian choke on his saliva; he hadn't expected the young man in front of him to be so young.

You can't blame him; Zicomo's appearance is just too deceptive.

After absorbing the power of Mongo and Mikaela, Zicomo's height increased significantly, reaching over 637 meters.

In addition, he behaves very maturely, and most people would never guess that he is still in school.

Of course, if you include his past life, then he is indeed in his twenties.

"Ahem, alright. It's fine if you call me uncle." Li Xuanjian quickly changed the subject, "What were you all discussing about me just now?"

"Grandma Zhao said you are a Taoist priest with real skills. I have never met anyone from the Eastern mystic world before, so I would like to see for myself."

"Hmm?" Noticing Zicomo's choice of words, Li Xuanjian seemed to understand something. "You are... a wizard from here?"

Zicomo nodded and said, "I go to Hogwarts."

"I see. So you came all this way to see me?"

"Uh, you misunderstood. We came to buy something. We just happened to hear Grandma Zhao mention you." Qi Kemo waved the Wang Shouyi Thirteen Spices in his hand, which he had just picked up. He hadn't expected to find this item for sale here.

Li Xuanjian felt embarrassed. These young people nowadays don't even make their intentions clear when they come up, making it very awkward for a middle-aged man like him.

"Ahem, this isn't the place for that. Come on, if you want to see some Eastern magic, follow me," Li Xuanjian said.

"Wait a minute, I haven't bought everything yet."

Zicomo's words left Li Xuanjian speechless, but they also reminded him that he was also at the supermarket to buy things.

After buying their things, Zicomo, along with Lani, followed Li Xuanjian to an apartment building.

Li Xuanjian led the two into the building and used a key to open a door on the first floor.

"We've arrived. This is my home."

Zicomo led Lani into the room and looked around at the surroundings.

It's a typical Oriental-style apartment room, with a large, bulky television set in the living room.

There was also an incense table standing to the side, on which was enshrined a statue of Laozi.

There was also a desk next to it, on which were placed some yellow talismans and the like.

“I thought you'd at least have a Taoist temple, sir,” Zicomo said.

"Hey, I'm not at the level to establish my own sect. I'm not qualified to set up a Taoist temple or anything like that," Li Xuanjian said, waving his hand.

"Do you need qualifications to open a Taoist temple?"

"Of course, my master said that if you open a Taoist temple without sufficient strength, wouldn't that be a disgrace to your sect?"

"Uncle, could you tell me about the various forces involved in the mystical side of the East?"

Zicomo had been incredibly curious about this for a long time.

Chapter 122 The Eastern Realm Division, Plans to Return Home

Li Xuanjian reminded him, "We generally refer to the East as the cultivation world, not the mystical side. In the future, when communicating with cultivators from the East, it's best not to use Western terms. Remember that."

“We Eastern cultivators are rather xenophobic. Like now, if it weren’t for the fact that we are fellow countrymen, I wouldn’t even acknowledge you just because you’re a wizard.”