Chapter 6: Yue Buqun: What Wudang? Truly Hypocritical!

"Many thanks to you both for the hospitality; I am deeply grateful!"

Inside the food shop, seeing that Su Mu was no longer paying them any mind, Yue Buqun could not help but offer his thanks once more.

Regarding the act of Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao generously treating him to egg fried rice, Yue Buqun had already labeled the two of them as suckers.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the sake of the shopkeeper!"

Zhang Sanfeng’s expression was displeased; he, a pillar of the martial arts world, had actually been hoodwinked by a junior.

If this matter were to spread, would he, Zhang Sanfeng, have any face left?

"Master, don't waste your breath on this person; let's eat this egg fried rice first!"

On the other side, Song Yuanqiao, seeing Yue Buqun’s gaze drifting toward their egg fried rice from time to time, could not help but shield the egg fried rice in front of him while whispering a reminder to his master.

With such immortal delicacies before them, they should eat first before reasoning with this petty thief.

Following Song Yuanqiao’s reminder, Zhang Sanfeng also came to his senses, hurriedly guarding against Yue Buqun while quickly enjoying the egg fried rice.

For a time, Yue Buqun on the other side could only shake his head bitterly as he watched the two gorge themselves, closing his eyes to stabilize the surging internal energy within his body.

This time there was no plain boiled water, and the ten years of internal energy gained required Yue Buqun to stabilize it himself.

Time slipped away bit by bit, and Su Mu’s little shop was very quiet.

Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao were eating egg fried rice, while Yue Buqun was closing his eyes and focusing his mind.

Apart from that, there was no one else.

After all, with the system’s pricing, besides these wealthy suckers who had more money than sense, it was impossible for anyone else to eat here.

So, Su Mu could be considered to go three years without opening, then eat for three years after opening—a professional at fleecing the familiar!

And here Yue Buqun had come for two days in a row!

In this way, Su Mu was happy to be idle.

"Hiccup!"

After a long while, Song Yuanqiao finally finished all the egg fried rice in front of him, his face flushed red as he let out a satisfied burp.

At this moment, the ten years of internal energy that had surged within Song Yuanqiao was flowing ceaselessly, circulating on its own.

One bowl of egg fried rice had increased his internal energy cultivation by ten years.

This was simply unimaginable to Song Yuanqiao!

This was more than ten times stronger than the Ten-Complete Great Replenishment Pill of the Shaolin Temple!

"In view of your generous hospitality, I suggest you two might want to try the braised egg and the plain boiled water!"

Just as Song Yuanqiao was shocked by this, Yue Buqun on the other side had largely calmed the internal energy in his body.

Seeing that the two had treated him to a bowl of egg fried rice, Yue Buqun felt he could offer them a reminder.

"Hmm?"

With Yue Buqun’s reminder, Song Yuanqiao suddenly realized, and looking up, he turned his gaze back to the menu.

"Boss, another two servings of braised eggs and plain boiled water!"

The wealthy and imposing Song Yuanqiao spoke almost without hesitation.

The Wudang Sect had deep pockets; a mere six taels of gold was not even worth considering.

In no time at all, Su Mu delivered the braised eggs and plain boiled water.

Looking at the gold leaves in his hand again, Su Mu was almost beaming with joy.

Making money was truly easy!

Song Yuanqiao, having received the braised eggs and plain boiled water, thoughtfully handed them to his master.

Zhang Sanfeng, who had just finished his egg fried rice, was closing his eyes to digest the increased internal energy in his body.

Seeing his master was busy at the moment, Song Yuanqiao picked up his own braised egg first.

Without hesitation, he took a bite.

In an instant, as the braised egg entered his mouth, unlike the heat wave of the egg fried rice, a faint, fragrant aura rushed toward his dantian.

The internal energy that had just settled began to circulate again; in a flash, the internal energy surged like a rushing river, traveling through the meridians in Song Yuanqiao’s body.

Almost instantly, Song Yuanqiao’s face turned bright red from the surging internal energy within him.

"Quick, drink some plain boiled water!"

Seeing Song Yuanqiao in this state, Yue Buqun, having been through it himself, naturally understood and hurriedly spoke to remind him.

Song Yuanqiao, not doubting him, hurriedly picked up the plain boiled water to the side and took a sip.

As the sip of plain boiled water entered his body, a cooling sensation spread throughout his limbs, and under the influence of the water, the surging internal energy slowly merged into one.

Song Yuanqiao was stunned; he never imagined that the plain boiled water here at the immortal’s place would have such an effect.

Moreover, Song Yuanqiao could feel that the internal energy in his body seemed to have become a fraction more refined.

A sip of plain boiled water had calmed the surging internal energy in his body, and this time, Song Yuanqiao’s gaze toward Yue Buqun could not help but change.

"Many thanks!"

He said to Yue Buqun, even though the latter had freeloaded a bowl of egg fried rice from them.

But if not for the other’s reminder, he would have nearly missed out on this braised egg and plain boiled water.

As the acting Sect Master of the Wudang Sect, Song Yuanqiao had always believed in repaying kindness with kindness and grudges with grudges.

Seeing that the table across from him was empty, Song Yuanqiao suddenly had an idea.

"Shopkeeper, please bring another serving of braised egg and plain boiled water!"

A mere six taels of gold meant nothing to Song Yuanqiao, and he prepared to order another serving for Yue Buqun offhandedly.

This could be considered repaying the favor of Yue Buqun’s reminder just now.

Yet, just as these words were spoken, before Su Mu could say anything, Yue Buqun walked over with a silly grin on his face.

"Many thanks for the kind intention, but the shopkeeper has a rule: a limit of one serving per person per day!"

Yue Buqun looked at Song Yuanqiao with a naive expression, though his gaze drifted unobtrusively toward the untouched serving on the table.

He had already ordered his today, but if Song Yuanqiao wanted to give his master’s portion to him, that wouldn't count as breaking the shop’s rules.

"Ahem, actually, if you really want to..."

Coughing twice, Yue Buqun’s gaze could not help but drift toward the sucker, Song Yuanqiao.

Didn't he want to repay a favor? Come on then! He, Yue Buqun, would accept it all!

"Oh? Did I say something just now? I didn't say anything, did I? Master, hurry up and eat!"

Before Yue Buqun could finish his sentence, Song Yuanqiao turned his face away as if changing a mask, refusing to acknowledge him.

What gratitude? What wanting to treat the other to a braised egg and plain boiled water?

That never happened; when did he, Song Yuanqiao, ever say such a thing!

And as for the one standing in front of me, if you don't leave now, believe it or not, I’ll sue you for slander!

Yue Buqun’s mouth twitched; watching Song Yuanqiao turn his back on him, he was left speechless in his heart.

Bah, what pillar of the martial arts world, what Wudang Sect—truly hypocritical!

It was just a single braised egg and a cup of plain boiled water!

To think you could be so shameless!

Complaining wildly in his heart, and having failed to get a free meal, Yue Buqun could only leave sheepishly.

He had eaten the three-piece set for the day, so he would just have to wait for next time.

Offering a bow to the shopkeeper, Yue Buqun headed straight for the door.

For a time, only Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao remained in the shop.

Watching Yue Buqun’s departing back, Song Yuanqiao was also cursing him in his heart.

Bah, shameless scoundrel, actually wanting to freeload his braised egg!

Keep dreaming!