Chapter 1279: If you're alive, come serve the dishes!

Seeing the demon race scout appear at the doorway, and the waiter behind with a strange expression, the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master was momentarily dazed.

His gaze swept past the demon race scout to the waiter, as if asking.

"At your Fortune Luck Hall, are you now serving dishes made from whatever is alive?"

"Isn't this too fresh? And you haven't even plucked the fur—how am I supposed to eat it?"

A hint of displeasure showed in his eyes; this Fortune Luck Hall is the finest and largest restaurant in the nearby cities, yet what's going on now?

As for the waiter, he too looked dazed, staring at the demon race scout who had pushed the door open, his eyes full of displeasure.

"What the hell are you barging in for? Are you sick?"

"We don't even need to serve dishes; just get out."

At this moment, the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master spoke with a displeased face, but before the waiter could reply, the leading demon race scout spoke first.

"Are you the Human Race's Sect Master?"

Huh???

Hearing that, the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master was somewhat dazed, what does this ingredient mean?

His gaze flicked to the waiter, then to it, and the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master momentarily didn't know how to answer.

What can I say?

But before the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master could respond, the demon race scout continued speaking.

"I am a demon race."

Huh???

"I know."

Full of question marks, he replied with a dark face, "Hell, can't I tell you're a demon race? I didn't call for dishes; it's not yet your time to be served."

"How did this ingredient just run onto the table by itself?"

The Lan Yun Sect Sect Master momentarily didn't understand the situation—what the hell does this thing want?

But the demon race scout's next sentence directly left the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master dazed.

"I want to make friends with you."

Huh???

Speechless, he stared blankly at the demon race scout before him—what did this ingredient just say? Make friends?

"You're sick; I'm bored enough to befriend ingredients?"

"I............"

He opened his mouth, but still without letting the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master speak, the demon race scout interrupted again.

"Meeting is fate; since we've fortuitously met today, I'll treat this meal."

"Waiter, no need to prepare other private rooms; just this one will do—friends from afar make merry, the more the merrier."

Huh???

Speechless, the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master, the waiter, and everyone present were all dumbfounded.

"What is this demon race ingredient saying? Does it have a screw loose?"

"Um............ I............"

"You go first."

The waiter looked nervous, not knowing what to say, but the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

He gave the demon race scouts a deep, lingering look; the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master felt strange in his heart.

"What's wrong with these ingredients? Have they gone mad over gains and losses, or is there some other reason?"

Precisely because he sensed the strangeness of these demon race scouts, the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master wanted to see what tricks they were up to.

"As ingredients, do they have no awareness at all?"

"Sit."

He pointed to the nearby seat, and the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master said lightly, "These ingredients have a problem."

At a glance, it's clear these demon race ingredients before him are completely different from usual, even their gazes differ.

Let's see what medicine they're selling in their gourd.

As a holy one and moreover the head of a sect, the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master naturally had been to Dao Yi Shengdi.

What's more, he was extremely fortunate to have eaten a meal at the canteen; that taste remains fresh in his memory to this day.

Therefore, regarding demon race ingredients, he doesn't claim to know much, but he has had some contact.

He would never have seen demon race specimens like these before.

Hearing that, the leading demon race scout showed no fear, plopped down onto a seat, and immediately spoke up.

"We came out specially to travel; upon entering human territory, we happened to meet fellow Daoists and felt an instant affinity................."

Huh???

The first sentence left the Lan Yun Sect Sect Master dumbfounded, so he didn't hear a word of what followed.

"What the hell is this 'travel'? Why would demon race ingredients need to travel? There's no need—just wait to be slaughtered."

"Something's off, really off."

The Lan Yun Sect Sect Master stared at the demon race scout before him, his face calm, but his mind was already racing with calculations.

"This batch of ingredients definitely has a problem; he just hasn't figured out where the issue lies yet."

He thought of a way to test them.

"Oh, you demon race also have the concept of training?"

He asked casually, and upon hearing it, the leading demon race scout's heart tightened—could it be that the demon race of Haotu Shijie has no notion of traveling?

Forcing himself to steady his mind, the demon race scout spoke evasively.

"Perhaps you haven't had much contact with our Demon Race; actually, many things within our Demon Race are not understood by the outside world."

"Not much contact? We damn well haven't had much contact with the Demon Race either?"

"We've already shared meals, damn it, and you still don't understand?"

"Hmm, that's also true."

"Following the topic of these ingredients, the Sect Master of the Orchid Cloud Sect actually wants to see what exactly these ingredients are up to."

"Seeing this, the head Demon Race scout surely thought, 'Have I guessed correctly?'"

"Indeed, it's just as I thought."

"According to this Demon Race scout's thinking, since the Demon Race holds a lofty position in the Haotu World and, all along the way, hasn't seen any other Demon Race."

"In that case, it can almost be certain that in the Haotu World, the Demon Race rarely interacts with the outside world."

"Perhaps it's due to disdain; since there's no interaction, the outside world's understanding of the Demon Race naturally can't be too great."

"In that case, its feasibility becomes too high."

"Anyway, you don't understand either, so I can say whatever I want."

"But this speculation is entirely based on the premise that the Demon Race holds a lofty position."

"If this premise is lacking, then it's fundamentally wrong, and everything that follows naturally cannot be correct."

"But they didn't know these things; seeing the Sect Master of the Orchid Cloud Sect nod, it seemed as if they had been fooled, and both of these Demon Race scouts secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then laughed and said."

"Because of recent affairs of the Demonic Race, our Demon Race actually also has plans to emerge; after all, as a part of the Haotu World, we should contribute our strength to the Haotu World."

"So we, the unworthy, have come out to travel a bit."

"The more they spoke, the more damn absurd it became; upon hearing this, the Sect Master of the Orchid Cloud Sect actually didn't know how to respond for a moment."

"What bullshit emergence; dealing with the Demonic Race, what the hell does it have to do with you Demon Race?"

"They're just ingredients; what, you want to compare flavors?"

"We can already be absolutely certain that these Demon Race ingredients before us definitely have a problem; however, the Sect Master of the Orchid Cloud Sect still needs to determine exactly what the situation is with these Demon Race ingredients."

"Immediately, he continued to speak without changing his expression."

"Well, the Demon Race also means well; I don't know which Demon Race you all come from?"

"Huh???"

"Which Demon Race? Could the Demon Race in the Haotu World possibly have different branches? Or different factions?"

"The Sect Master of the Orchid Cloud Sect was just asking casually, but it directly caused the mind of this Demon Race scout before them to race."