Chapter 1501: I Want to Go Straight

Asking the Space Pirates to help seize the Tiāndào Qìyùn—how could they even think of that?

Zhao Jie had already refused in his heart: first, Haotu Shijie couldn't possibly afford such a price; second, the threat was too great.

What is Tiāndào Qìyùn? It's the foundation of a world.

For any world, seizing another's Tiāndào Qìyùn is almost like digging up their ancestors' graves—it's absolutely a cause for mortal combat.

With such high risk, if there isn't a correspondingly generous reward, they obviously couldn't agree.

Although the Space Pirates are indeed a bunch of desperadoes, they wouldn't go that far.

Risking one's life is one thing, but you can't do it for nothing—you need adequate compensation.

And this reward, at least in Zhao Jie's view, could almost be equated with the value of Tiāndào Qìyùn.

Could Haotu Shijie agree to that?

Basically, they'd already made up their minds; they'd just give a perfunctory reply and find an excuse to refuse.

But when Zhao Jie asked, Yun Xiantai didn't answer; instead, they shifted the topic and said something nonsensical.

"You three came early this morning and haven't had breakfast yet, right? How about we eat together?"

"Huh???"

Hearing that, Zhao Jie froze, and Zhao Rou blurted out.

"Old fogey, are you sick? What breakfast does an Emperor Sovereign Realm cultivator eat?"

You damn— hearing that, Yun Xiantai's forehead veins bulged, they really couldn't hold back.

Fortunately, Shi Qingfeng beside them saw this and quickly spoke to smooth things over.

"Haotu Shijie's cuisine is quite famous; you three might want to give it a try."

"You old fogey, are you sick too? And your hearing's bad—we already said what an Emperor Sovereign Realm cultivator eats for breakfast."

I damn— Shi Qingfeng, hearing that, felt a surge of anger; this bastard truly hasn't been chopped yet?

However, for the sake of the bigger picture, he still forced himself to suppress his anger.

The Zhao brothers' strength is not weak, and moreover, to carry out everyone's plan, we still need their help.

After all, they don't know any other Space Pirates.

If we kill the Zhao brothers, we'd have to go through the trouble of finding other Space Pirates, and they might not even believe us.

"Let's just try it."

Old..............

"Big brother, let's just try it."

Zhao Rou was puzzled—how did a good discussion suddenly turn into eating?

Besides, we already said they're Emperor Sovereign Realm cultivators—what breakfast do they need? Even a jar of fine wine would do.

"We Emperor Sovereign powerhouses, do we even care about your trifles?"

However, when Zhao Jie spoke, Zhao Rou obediently closed her mouth; those unaware might think Zhao Jie was the eldest brother.

Zhao Jie also felt helpless, having sensed a faint killing intent in Yun Xiantai's gaze.

Without a doubt, if the eldest brother kept speaking recklessly, Yun Xiantai would likely not be able to restrain themselves from attacking.

Seeing Zhao Jie nod, Yun Xiantai darkened their face, nodded to Wu Shou standing nearby; seeing that, Wu Shou hurried toward the rear of the hall.

At that moment, behind the hall, Ye Zhangqing was preparing breakfast, with Qiu Baiyi, Bai Hua Xianzi, and four other girls helping.

"Zhangqing, is the breakfast ready?"

At that moment, Wu Shou hurried in, only to see Ye Zhangqing busy at the stove; hearing this, he turned his head and smiled.

"All done."

"Then that's good; Shīzūn sent me to bring the dishes."

"Mm."

Ye Zhangqing was brought by Yun Xiantai; since we're discussing cooperation, we naturally need to produce something genuine to let Zhao Rou and her brothers see.

Having nothing but empty talk, they wouldn't believe you.

To ensure the talk goes smoothly, Ye Zhangqing's breakfast this time was also extremely lavish.

A bowl of spicy soup, various flavored buns, dumplings, soup-filled buns, and shaobing, etc.

Wu Shou collected each item into his Space Ring, then hurried away.

Soon he arrived at the hall and took out the prepared breakfast items one by one.

A serving of breakfast was neatly placed before each person's desk.

As the food appeared, a rich aroma instantly filled the entire hall.

Smelling this aroma, Zhao Rou's eyes widened; even Zhao Lin, who always looked half-asleep, opened his eyes and stared unblinking at the breakfast on the table.

Zhao Lin hadn't heard a word of what everyone had just said; anyway, it wasn't his concern—just let the eldest and second brothers decide.

But the breakfast before him completely aroused his interest; it looked quite good.

Seeing the change in the three brothers' expressions, Yun Xiantai and the others exchanged a glance, then offered a polite remark.

"Just some coarse tea and simple fare; please don't disdain it."

"If you put it that way, old fogey, I won't stand on ceremony."

I fucking..............

The smile that had barely appeared vanished instantly because of Zhao Rou's remark.

With a dark face, Yun Xiantai said irritably.

"Please go ahead."

Having said that, they began eating on their own; seeing this, Zhao Rou chuckled foolishly, then hastily grabbed a pan-fried dumpling and stuffed it into her mouth.

One bite— the thin-skinned, meaty dumpling burst in her mouth instantly.

That broth, that flavor, directly left Zhao Rou stunned.

As space pirates, and Zhao Rou's crew isn't weak either, having traveled south and north for many years, they naturally have visited many worlds.

Naturally, they have also eaten plenty of delicious food.

But no food from any world can compare to the dumpling in his mouth right now.

Anyway, Zhao Rou hasn't read much and doesn't know how to describe his current feeling.

But even Zhao Jie, who has read ten thousand volumes, was stunned at this moment and didn't know how to describe it.

Although Zhao Lin didn't say a word from start to finish, from the speed at which he wolfed down his meal, one could tell what he wanted to say.

The three brothers gulped down their food like wolves and tigers, and the three from Yun Xiantai were no less, not missing a beat.

Ye Zhangqing was serious this time, after all it concerned cooperation, so the flavor was a bit better than usual.

The more they ate, the more addictive it became; the three from Yun Xiantai ate faster and faster, soon overtaking the others.

They even surpassed Zhao Rou's three brothers.

They ate with oil dripping from their mouths, and even after the three brothers finished, they still looked unsatisfied.

Zhao Rou incredulously stared at his empty bowl, and Yun Xiantai took the opportunity to speak.

"How are you three? Is our Haotu Shijie's breakfast alright?"

Faced with Yun Xiantai's question, the three brothers didn't reply; after finally swallowing the last bite, Zhao Rou turned to look at Zhao Jie beside him and said.

"Old Two, I want to go straight."

"Huh???"

Hearing that, Zhao Jie wore a helpless expression, but the next second Zhao Rou's words gave him a jolt; only to hear Zhao Rou say with a solemn face.

"Old Two, Haotu Shijie even has such a superb spirit chef; why not rob him?"

"Huh???"

As soon as those words were spoken, Zhao Jie's face changed instantly; at the same time, a muffled sound came from the direction of the three from Yun Xiantai, and one of them couldn't hold back, slamming his palm and shattering the table before him.