Chapter 1682: Human Race Sovereign

Everyone unanimously agreed that Dao Yi Shengdi would lead the Human Race, becoming the new Human Race Sovereign.

Facing the loud acclaim of the many Human Race powerhouses, Qi Xiong smiled and accepted.

With the position of Human Race Sovereign of Dao Yi Shengdi confirmed, these days of effort were not in vain.

After concluding discussions with the many Human Race powerhouses, Qi Xiong also sought out Ye Zhangqing, wanting to hold a banquet.

Ye Zhangqing muttered to himself, lately there have been too many banquets; just finished two, and now another comes right after.

However, this time it was for the many Human Race powerhouses and for Dao Yi Shengdi to become Human Race Sovereign, so Ye Zhangqing did not refuse.

After all, this is also a major event for Dao Yi Shengdi.

The banquet was set for three days later, and Qi Xiong specially produced more than ten demon emperor ingredients.

Dao Yi Shengdi now has plenty of these; after the great defeat of the demon race, they naturally wouldn't waste such top-tier ingredients, having collected them all.

At the banquet three days later, the many Human Race powerhouses, the Nether Race, and all of Yongye participated.

For Ye Zhangqing's dishes, everyone naturally could not miss it.

Among the many Human Race powerhouses, many had heard of Ye Zhangqing's culinary skill, but had never tasted it before.

Now, trying it for the first time, their hearts were full of anticipation.

Thinking of the disciples of Dao Yi Shengdi, who go crazy at mealtime, these Human Race powerhouses couldn't help but be curious.

Could it really be that delicious? Though they have all abandoned grains, they still think about those three meals every day.

As the banquet began, the many Human Race powerhouses initially maintained their respective decorum.

After all, they are prominent figures; they ought to bear the proper bearing, how could they be like common folk?

"These dishes certainly look good."

Not having eaten yet, just seeing the colors of the dishes on the table and the fragrant aroma wafting over made many Human Race powerhouses involuntarily nod in praise.

The dishes really do look good.

Some could not help swallowing saliva, but while everyone was still marveling, the likes of Hong Zun, Lin Potian, Qin Shan Hai and other Dao Yi Shengdi elders and peak masters at the same table had already buried their heads and started eating.

Originally, when Qi Xiong arranged the seating, he placed one Dao Yi Shengdi peak master and elder at each table.

The purpose was to facilitate greeting the many Human Race powerhouses.

But now, with the delicious food before them, Hong Zun and the others had no leisure to attend to them.

While those Human Race powerhouses were still marveling to themselves, Hong Zun and the others had already buried their heads and begun eating voraciously.

Indeed, while the many Human Race powerhouses were still speaking, each deliberately maintaining decorum, only a chewing sound was heard coming over.

Hmm???

Those who had been speaking, upon hearing that chewing sound, each were stunned for a moment.

Immediately following the sound, they saw that the Dao Yi Shengdi powerhouses at the same table, at some point, had already begun eating heartily.

They ate with grease dripping from their mouths, heads lowered, solely focused on devouring, completely oblivious to their surroundings.

Hmm???

Seeing this, the many Human Race powerhouses were dumbfounded: "Isn't it, you haven't even finished speaking and you're already eating?"

Moreover, this speed is a bit too exaggerated; the food on the table is visibly diminishing at a naked-eye pace.

For a moment, the Human Race powerhouses who had still been observing some decorum could no longer restrain themselves.

Joking aside, if they keep eating like this, what will they have left? This tableful of food looks plentiful, but it cannot withstand such consumption.

Their eating manner is like a starving ghost reborn; no matter how much you have, it's not enough.

Someone could no longer hold back, took a chopstickful first; seeing that, the other Human Race powerhouses stopped talking and all began to eat.

Just one bite in, everyone could no longer restrain themselves; the flavor of the dishes is simply heavenly.

In that moment, all the so-called demeanor and bearing were utterly cast aside.

What divine flavor is this; at this point, what's the use of putting on airs?

They all began to feast heartily, and for a moment the atmosphere at the table grew tense.

No one spoke; each just lowered their head and ate voraciously.

Meanwhile, Hong Zun and the others, who had been eating comfortably, naturally felt pressure as the many Human Race powerhouses joined in.

Hong Zun bore the heavenly tribulation on his head; originally eating comfortably, but as the Human Race powerhouses at the same table joined, the food on the table dwindled quickly.

Indeed, just as he was about to pick up a chopstickful of stir-fried meat, he lifted his head and discovered that, unbeknownst when, it was gone, leaving only an empty plate.

Just moments ago there had been a half‑plate left; seeing this, Hong Zun furrowed his brow.

Looking around, he saw the Human Race powerhouses at the same table, each eating with great enjoyment.

The chopsticks in their hands were almost moving fast enough to leave afterimages.

Even though their mouths were still full, their hands were completely idle.

Seeing this, Hong Zun's face darkened: "Damn it, you were just putting on airs a moment ago, and now you're grabbing food again?"

Just now I had barely begun to taste it, and already this tableful of food is about to disappear?

I thought that with these first‑time diners, I could finally enjoy a comfortable full meal; who would have guessed these guys would eat so fast?

If that's the case..................

Watching the food vanish rapidly, Hong Zun dropped the pretense and could only bring out his true skill.

Just then, while everyone was eating with gusto and lost in the moment, Hong Zun suddenly lifted his head, looked forward, and shouted.

"Eh, Master, you've come! Come, come, let's all have a drink together."

Upon hearing that, the others at the table didn't think much; the master of Hong Zun and the others is none other than Yun Xiantai, the patriarch of Dao Yi Shengdi.

For a moment, everyone put down their chopsticks, raised their wine cups, and rose to have a drink with Yun Xiantai.

But just as they turned around, they realized there was no sign of Yun Xiantai anywhere.

Hmm???

They still hadn't reacted in a moment—this person? Wasn't he supposed to be drinking?

They turned their heads suspiciously, only to see Hong Zun hadn't even gotten up, let alone lifted his wine cup.

Just then, while everyone was getting up, Hong Zun, from somewhere unknown, directly brought out a large basin.

He then dumped the entire table's worth of food into the big shed all at once; by the time everyone came to, Hong Zun had already poured more than half of the food into the basin.

Seeing this, everyone's faces darkened—'We're heart-to-heart with you, and you're playing mind games with us?'

Seeing Hong Zun had no intention of stopping, he dumped another plate of vegetables into the basin—now the crowd couldn't hold back.

They all set down their wine cups and shouted.

"Fellow Daoist, wait, leave some for us."

"Hong Zun Daoist, this is no fun."

"Yeah, we're all eating together—how can you do this?"

But Hong Zun had no intention of listening; seeing everyone come to their senses, he lifted the basin and started eating. At this point, what are you and I saying? Don't you know the rules of Dao Yi Shengdi?

At the dining table, there is no father-son bond.