Chapter 38: Abbot Xuan Ci — Wait, I'll Get to the Bottom of This Right Now and Help You Avenge Yourself (Sixth Update)

Time spun on, and a full day passed.

Inside Su Mu's gourmet shop, early in the morning, Su Mu had already begun preparing today's ingredients.

With the daily arrivals of Yue Buqun, Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, Abbot Xuan Ci, and others.

Business at Su Mu's shop could truly be called quite good.

For these regular customers, Su Mu naturally had to be diligent and prepare things early.

Fortunately, the ingredients were all stored within the system space, so Su Mu only needed to do some simple processing.

Just as he had finished processing the ingredients, outside the gourmet shop, a man wearing a dragon-python black-gold brocade robe slowly walked in.

"Oh, this person!"

Noticing the newcomer, Su Mu gave a soft murmur of surprise.

That dignified air, paired with that custom-made brocade robe trimmed in gold thread, made Su Mu's eyes light up at once.

A rich man — an absolute, bona fide rich man!

Just from this one outfit, Su Mu felt it must be worth a fortune.

And just as Su Mu was sizing up the newcomer, the middle-aged man who had arrived was likewise sizing up Su Mu.

"This is a fairy realm!"

The information that had abruptly appeared in his mind made the man mutter this to himself.

One moment he had still been inside his palace; the next, shrouded in white mist, he had already arrived here.

After digesting the information in his mind, the man gave Su Mu a polite bow — having just arrived for the first time, he was a bit flustered and didn't know what to do.

And just then, right behind the man, Tang San's figure happened to walk in.

"Shopkeeper, sorry to bother you again!"

The Tang San who walked in was in a very cheerful mood.

Since that day, he and Xiao Wu had both joined Shi Shi Laike Academy.

Even though he didn't want to show off, that group of people insisted on asking him.

He couldn't help it — his strength was right there for all to see.

It was hard not to show off!

And so, after astonishing a crowd of Shi Shi Laike's teachers, Tang San and Xiao Wu settled down to study at Shi Shi Laike.

Recently, Shi Shi Laike Academy had already begun making preparations to take him to the Soul Beast Forest to obtain a martial soul.

Coincidentally, just before setting out, under the familiar white mist, Tang San had come again.

After his previous experience, this time Tang San was clearly much more at ease.

He gave Su Mu a respectful greeting, then found a seat and began to order.

"Shopkeeper, one egg fried rice, one beef noodles, add a braised egg and some boiled water, please!"

Saying this with a smile to Su Mu, Tang San once again did not order watermelon juice.

He couldn't help it — even though he had joined Shi Shi Laike Academy.

He was broke!

Something like watermelon juice at one hundred taels of gold a cup didn't do much for him even when he drank it.

He was only twelve years old; he didn't need to worry about lifespan issues yet.

"Alright, wait a moment."

Seeing a familiar customer arrive, Su Mu nodded to Tang San, and then didn't bother to go ask the man anything.

And the man, watching the scene Tang San had just played out, was briefly taken aback, then sat down without changing his expression.

"It seems this immortal is not quite as the legends say!"

Thinking of what was recorded in the classics, the man said softly to himself.

At the same time, recalling the familiar way Tang San had just ordered, he started to speak several times but held back.

It was Tang San beside him who noticed the man's manner and couldn't help thinking of his own first arrival.

"Actually, the shopkeeper is very easy to talk to. Coming here means we're fated — you can take a look at the menu, try something, and you'll know what's going on."

Saying this with a light smile to the man, Tang San offered him a reminder.

After all, both being newcomers to the shop, Tang San still felt it was better to have one more friend.

Hearing Tang San's reminder, the dignified man silently nodded and committed this to memory.

At the same time, from the meaning of Tang San's words, it seemed that at this immortal's place, there was only gourmet food.

For a moment, the man felt a touch of disappointment.

He had been hoping to ask whether there was any elixir of immortality here!

Shaking his head with a slightly bitter smile, the man also gave Su Mu a greeting.

His order was exactly the same as the one Tang San had just placed.

And just then, outside the gourmet shop—

"Oh, today it was the young friend who arrived first!"

The figure had just arrived, but the voice had already rung out — the newcomer was the gentlemanly Yue Buqun.

As a regular at the gourmet shop, he usually arrived the earliest.

Today, however, Tang San had stolen a march on him.

There was nothing to be done about it.

He had just concluded matters with the Five Mountains Sword Alliance and taken over the position of Alliance Leader.

Through a mix of threats and inducements, Yue Buqun had managed to squeeze a hefty "protection fee" out of the other four sects.

Having made a small fortune, Yue Buqun's assets had once again ballooned.

"Shopkeeper, please give us one of everything on the menu!"

After respectfully addressing Su Mu, Yue Buqun likewise found a place to sit down.

Just as he sat down, outside the shop door, Abbot Xuan Ci and Monk Xuanji likewise walked in.

The two big lightbulbs, now nourished by the food shop's delicacies, grew rosier and rosier in complexion.

The two skillfully placed their orders, then sat down.

At the same time, they smiled at Tang San, clearly wearing a scheming expression.

Yue Buqun, off to the side, watched this scene coldly.

As for Abbot Xuan Ci and Monk Xuanji's purpose, he knew it perfectly well.

Last time, he, Yue Buqun, was broke.

This time, he had struck it rich — could he still not take on the two of them?

Thinking this to himself, Yue Buqun also grew a few extra ideas about Tang San's watermelon juice.

"Oh? The Shaolin people are already here?"

Just then, outside the shop door, Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao likewise appeared at just the right moment.

With a soft murmur, Yue Buqun's and Tang San's gazes instantly turned toward Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao.

Their eyes glinted, and both pricked up their ears.

They had not forgotten.

The last time Zhang Sanfeng left, he had said he was going to take on Shaolin offline in a PK.

Now that Zhang Sanfeng had come, both Yue Buqun and Tang San grew curious.

How had the offline PK turned out?

"Heh, for the shopkeeper's delicacies, our Shaolin naturally takes the lead!"

Watching Zhang Sanfeng come in and immediately try to take a jab at their Shaolin, Abbot Xuan Ci was not the least bit intimidated.

Does this old man think their Shaolin is easy to bully?!

The moment Abbot Xuan Ci spoke, the atmosphere in the shop instantly livened up.

Yue Buqun and Tang San watched the few people squaring off, and couldn't help but feel secretly thrilled.

And Zhang Sanfeng's next words did not disappoint the two of them.

They saw Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao find a place to sit down.

Zhang Sanfeng disdainfully glanced at the two of them, then said casually to Song Yuanqiao beside him.

"Disciple, when we get back, remember to double that bald old donkey Master Kongwen's ransom!"

The moment those words were spoken, Yue Buqun and Tang San were instantly thrilled.

Ransom? And doubled, no less!

Did this old man raid the entire Shaolin Temple?

Truly worthy of someone who can come here — ruthless enough!

Meanwhile, Abbot Xuan Ci and Monk Xuanji on the other side were slightly taken aback.

Bald old donkey Master Kongwen?

Who the hell is that?

How could he be such a noob — actually got raided by an old man.

He's simply a disgrace to their Shaolin!

Just wait, they'll get to the bottom of this right now, and once they get back, they'll help him get revenge!