Chapter 23: The Dish Quest

In the world of Tian Long, at Shaolin Temple.

"How about it? Abbot-shixiong and the others have been gone for a whole night, they should be back any time now!"

"No rush, let's wait a bit longer, they should be back in a while!"

"Sigh, it's a pity we have no immortal affinity, we can only watch helplessly as the immortal chance slips away!"

"……………"

Inside the main hall of the Precept Hall, a group of Gao Seng such as Monk Monk Xuannan and Monk Xuan Kong had gathered here.

Thinking of last night's scene, they could not help but sigh inwardly.

Last night the immortal chance descended, but unfortunately, only Abbot Xuan Ci and Monk Xuanji could enter it.

They had tried as well, yet not the slightest reaction came.

With no choice, they could only watch Abbot Xuan Ci and Monk Xuanji disappear.

And they could only wait here in bitter anticipation.

"Hum………"

Just then, within the main hall, the void twisted, and the next moment, Abbot Xuan Ci and Monk Xuanji stepped out.

"Abbot-shixiong, you've finally returned!"

Seeing Abbot Xuan Ci return, the group of Gao Seng could not help but grow excited.

Yet their gazes, without leaving a trace, drifted toward the object in Abbot Xuan Ci's arms.

"Gulp………"

The sound of swallowing rang out. Abbot Xuan Ci, who had just returned, looked at the glowing eyes of his fellow junior brothers and knew he was not going to be let go.

"Fellow junior brothers, don't be anxious, I have already brought it back!"

Saying so, Abbot Xuan Ci directly took out the packed egg fried rice, braised eggs, and plain boiled water in their entirety.

In an instant, a faint, delicate fragrance rose throughout the entire main hall of the Precept Hall.

The group of Shaolin Gao Seng, who had been drooling moments ago, stared at the braised eggs and egg fried rice and were all dumbfounded.

"This, this is meat!"

"This would be breaking the precepts!"

"………"

A few Gao Seng spoke up, while old Monk Monk Xuannan and the others kept their mouths tightly shut.

Monk Xuannan even took the lead in picking up a spoon and took a bite of the egg fried rice.

With just one bite, Monk Xuannan's body froze, and the internal force in his dantian began to surge.

Such a scene directly stunned the rest of the people.

Th-this, this is an immortal's food?!

It's simply too terrifying!

With almost no hesitation, the group of Shaolin Gao Seng all went mad.

They fell upon the egg fried rice, braised eggs, and plain boiled water, pawing at them with both hands.

For a time, the main hall was filled everywhere with the delicate fragrance of egg fried rice.

Watching such a scene, Abbot Xuan Ci could only silently press his palms together and recite Buddhist scriptures in his heart.

Monk Xuanji, meanwhile, wore a strange expression.

As the head of the Precept Hall, watching a group of his martial brothers break the precepts right before his eyes—

he only wanted to ask one thing: doing it like this makes things very hard for him!

And at the same time, in the world of Xiao Ao Jiang Hu.

Mount Hua Sect, at the rear mountain.

"Simply infuriating!"

The kindly smile on Yue Buqun's face, upon his return, instantly turned to fury.

With no outsiders present, Yue Buqun vented out all the grievances he had suffered earlier.

"Shaolin bald donkeys, just you wait!"

The moment he thought of how, this time, he had been dealt a blow by the Shaolin bald donkeys in terms of wealth—

Yue Buqun felt rage burning within him.

If not for the fact that his current strength was still insufficient, still unable to contend against the many Wu Lin figures—

he, Yue Buqun, would absolutely be the first to lead the charge in plundering Shaolin clean.

That group of Shaolin bald donkeys was simply too rich!

"Master, you're here! I finally found you!"

Just as Yue Buqun was secretly aching over the wealth of the Shaolin bald donkeys—

Linghu Chong came hurrying over at the rear mountain.

"Shiniang sent me to find you. She said the Five Mountains Alliance sent word—they'll be holding it on the third of next month!"

Having run all the way, Linghu Chong spoke between gasps for breath.

Yue Buqun, who was in the middle of his fury, the moment he heard "Five Mountains Alliance," his eyes instantly lit up.

He had waited so long—had it finally come?!

The moment he thought of the Five Mountains Sword Sects merging into one, a sharp gleam flashed in Yue Buqun's eyes.

Before, what he had coveted was the power and fame of the Five Mountains Sword Sects.

But now, what Yue Buqun saw was countless piles of gleaming silver!

As long as one had money, in front of the immortal, what couldn't one eat?

To monopolize the Wu Lin is only a matter of time.

"Hahaha, what a heaven-sent opportunity! Even the heavens want me, Yue Buqun, to dominate the Wu Lin!"

After sending Linghu Chong away, Yue Buqun couldn't help but burst into laughter atop the back mountain.

Only after a long while did Yue Buqun finally leave.

And not long after Yue Buqun departed, the white-bearded old man reappeared.

This time, the old man's gaze at Yue Buqun had changed.

Sigh, look at how much pressure the Huashan Sect is under.

Such a fine child, yet his condition keeps getting worse!

Naturally, Yue Buqun knew nothing of this.

At this moment, he was actively preparing for the upcoming Five Mountain Alliance.

And while everyone else was busy—

Su Mu, inside the food shop, had not gotten any free time either.

"Ding—five diners satisfied, unlocking new dish: Beef Ramen, Watermelon Juice!"

"Dish quest activated: please obtain Five-Color Wagyu Beef!"

The sudden system notification left Su Mu completely baffled.

After running the shop for so long, he had finally obtained a new dish.

But—System, this is way too much of a rip-off.

He actually has to go get the ingredients himself!

That's really going too far!

"Ding—the host may refuse, with no penalty whatsoever!"

The system's notification sounded again, and Su Mu was stunned for a moment, then thrilled.

Refuse?

How could he possibly refuse?

Didn't you see what he's selling?

What he's selling is gold!

"It's just slaughtering a cow—no big deal!"

Recalling those years of system training, some mere Five-Color Wagyu was nothing.

But after just one glance at the map the system provided, Su Mu frowned slightly.

That Five-Color Wagyu's location was in the suburbs outside the city.

A round trip would probably take two whole days.

Fine—for long-term profit, a mere two days' earnings was nothing.

He, Su Mu, could afford to take that loss.

Thinking this, Su Mu walked straight into the kitchen and strapped on the butcher's knife the system had given him when he finished his training.

He glanced at the rest of the kitchen tools, thought for a moment, and decided not to bring them.

After all, he was only going out for two days.

He packed some daily necessities, along with some food and water.

Once everything was prepared, he got in the car to drive out, and posted a notice on the door saying he was away gathering ingredients.

Su Mu then drove off—one man, one knife—heading toward the spot the system had marked.

And at the location the system had marked—

"Roar!"

A massive bull five meters tall was bellowing furiously, its five-colored hide gleaming in the sunlight.

A terrifying aura spread out in every direction.

All around the Five-Color Wagyu, countless fierce beasts were trembling as they prostrated themselves on the ground.

As the ruler of this entire region, the Five-Color Wagyu was the boss of all the fierce beasts.

This beast tide aimed at Tianlu City had also been triggered by it.

But of all this, a certain handsome young man knew nothing.

In fact, that handsome young man was driving over right now, knife in hand, music playing, heading straight for this place.