Chapter 1425: Not finished serving yet
For dinner that day, it was still simple fried rice, but to change things up, Ye Changqing specifically made a Three-Shred Fried Rice.
The taste was excellent, and the disciples ate with great satisfaction. Meanwhile, Yu Mo, Hong Zun, and the others also arrived.
"I say, Yu Mo, you're all here? Aren't you attending the banquet today? Did you come specifically to snatch food from us?"
"Attend my foot. I gave today's banquet spot to my two junior brothers."
Hearing this, Yu Mo shoveled a large mouthful of Three-Shred Fried Rice into his mouth with grief and indignation, saying unhappily.
In his view, while the banquet was good, based on the experience of the previous Eight Treasures Banquet, a single table of food would likely only be enough for Wang Man and Facing Yuan Cang to devour.
To avoid being too miserable at night, Yu Mo and the others naturally had to come eat some fried rice first; at least being full would make it less unbearable, right?
Hearing this, Saint Master Yunluo and Saint Master Yaochi also nodded.
Both of them knew the importance of this banquet to the Dao Yi Sect, so they didn't say anything.
However, while eating, the two were also curious.
"Exactly, why don't we come along tonight to broaden our horizons?"
Although they couldn't eat, feasting their eyes would be nice; they wanted to see what the banquet of the Food Ancestor was actually like.
Having never seen Ye Changqing's banquet before, the two were extremely curious; if they couldn't eat, seeing it was good enough.
Hearing this, Yu Mo and the others didn't think much of it and readily agreed.
Anyway, they couldn't eat, and there definitely wouldn't be enough; if they wanted to watch, let them watch. Everyone could only look on anyway.
Soon, dinner was finished, the many Dao Yi Sect disciples left one after another, and the crowd of cultivators also left the City Lord's Mansion in tears.
A bunch of animals. How many days had it been? It had been days, and they hadn't even managed to drink a single drop of soup. Did they have to be so heartless?
Where were the days of being fed and clothed by others? Had they really gone and never returned? Why weren't they a match for this group of Dao Yi Sect disciples? Damn it.
The group of cultivators felt a complex mix of emotions, wishing they could howl at the sky.
After everyone left, a large table had long since been prepared in the backyard.
This table was much larger than before. Following Yu Mo, Facing Qi Xiong, and the others, Saint Master Yunluo and Saint Master Yaochi were curious upon seeing it.
"My goodness, Fellow Daoist Yu Mo, isn't such a large table going a bit too far?"
Hearing this, Yu Mo and the others were also stunned. During the previous Eight Treasures Banquet, there hadn't been such a large table, right? Was this an exaggeration?
However, everyone still chuckled sheepishly.
"It is a wine banquet, after all; the atmosphere naturally needs to be a bit better."
Yu Mo and the others were still viewing this Kong Mansion Banquet through the lens of the Eight Treasures Banquet. The previous Eight Treasures Banquet, while having many dishes, couldn't compare at all to the more than one hundred and ninety dishes of a first-class Kong Mansion Banquet.
One could only say that the two were completely incomparable; no wonder the system only gave the amount for one table.
Yu Mo and the others did not yet know the severity of the situation.
As the time arrived, Wang Man and Facing Yuan Cang had already taken their seats.
The two sat upright before the enormous table, making the whole table appear empty. Glancing at Yu Mo and the others to the side, Wang Man blushed slightly and said.
"Senior Brother, why don't you all join us?"
Wang Man was indeed a bit embarrassed. A wine banquet—who wouldn't look forward to it? But now, with such a large table, only he and Facing Yuan Cang were seated; it was truly embarrassing.
Moreover, the two hadn't broken through during the previous Demon Emperor Feast, so they felt even more guilty.
However, Yu Mo replied irritably.
"Cut it out. You two eat your fill today; you'd better break through, or I'll kill you."
Why wasn't he sitting at the table? Did these two guys have no self-awareness at all?
Damn it, just standing here was already unbearable; if he sat at the table, wouldn't it be double the torture?
Since he had already decided to endure the pain of giving up this time just to let the two break through, Yu Mo naturally wouldn't make things difficult for himself.
Wang Man and Facing Yuan Cang also knew what Yu Mo was thinking. Immediately, the two were deeply moved and said earnestly one by one.
"Senior Brother, rest assured. We will definitely break through after eating, or we would rather commit suicide."
They had eaten the Demon Emperor Feast and the wine banquet; if they still couldn't break through, they might as well find a block of tofu and smash their heads against it.
Hearing this, Yu Mo gritted his teeth and nodded.
"That would be best."
He had already sacrificed so much; if the two of them still couldn't break through, it would truly be infuriating.
If one were to ask how the Dao Yi Sect proved the bond between senior brothers, it was undoubtedly by yielding food.
Ordinary yielding of food was already a bond of life and death, let alone the fact that this time Yu Mo was yielding a wine banquet; the bond within this went without saying.
It could be said that Yu Mo having such awareness was truly enough to make one cry.
Even Saint Master Yunluo and Saint Master Yaochi to the side felt admiration. Food—and Dao Yi Sect food at that—what a sacrifice one must have made to have such awareness.
As Yu Mo's voice fell, female disciples like Facing Liu Shuang, Lu Youyou, Wang Yao, and Zhao Rou personally brought the dishes to the table.
Only, the expressions of the women were a bit strange, especially after hearing of the deep affection and righteousness of Uncle-Master Yu Mo.
They only hoped Uncle-Master Yu Mo wouldn't regret it later.
As the dishes were placed on the table, looking at the delicious food that was a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate, Yu Mo, Saint Master Yunluo, Saint Master Yaochi, Facing Qi Xiong, and the others all swallowed their saliva involuntarily.
Damn it, it looked so delicious. Even the daily three meals were tempting enough, but compared to the wine banquet before them, it wasn't even in the same league.
"Fellow Daoist Yu Mo, is this your Dao Yi Sect's wine banquet?"
"That is natural."
Yu Mo swallowed his saliva and replied with a struggling expression.
He had eaten the Eight Treasures Banquet, so he naturally knew how big the gap was between the wine banquet and the daily meals.
This was not only because the ingredients rewarded by the system were incomparable, but also because Ye Changqing went all out in preparing the wine banquet.
Moreover, there was only one table for this Kong Mansion Banquet, so Ye Changqing was even more meticulous and went all out.
Naturally, there was a huge gap compared to the daily three meals.
To put it bluntly, looking at the dishes brought out, Saint Master Yunluo and Saint Master Yaochi felt it was even better than the previous Demon Emperor Feast.
The sound of swallowing saliva was everywhere.
And for Wang Man and Facing Yuan Cang, their previous guilt had long since vanished because of the food before them.
They said to Yu Mo with a feigned air.
"Then, Senior Brother, shall we begin?"
"Eat, eat, stop talking nonsense."
"Then we won't be polite."
Without even waiting for all the dishes to be served, the two began to gorge themselves. Meanwhile, Yu Mo and the others to the side were drooling; damn it, they really wanted to taste a bite.
And Facing Liu Shuang, Lu Youyou, Wang Yao, Zhao Rou, and the others were still continuously serving dishes.
Before long, fifty or sixty dishes were already on the table, and Wang Man and Facing Yuan Cang were eating until their mouths were oily. Seeing that the women had no intention of stopping, Saint Master Yunluo asked in confusion.
"Not finished serving yet? Just how many dishes are in this wine banquet?"
End of Chapter
