Chapter 2838

At first he didn't notice anything unusual, but he didn't realize when a strong fragrance began to drift uncontrollably into his nostrils, causing A Jiu to frown involuntarily.

He turned his head to look at the food on the table, and the fragrance was coming from there.

"What is this so fragrant?"

A Jiu had never eaten human spiritual food before, and previously he didn't care either; being in Beyond the Heavens, all major races exerted themselves fully just to survive, all their energy went into becoming stronger—who the hell had the leisure to think about such culinary desires?

So, from childhood onward, A Jiu never had any particular thoughts about this.

But now, upon first smelling such a fragrant aroma, A Jiu still couldn't hold back.

Staring blankly at the food on the table, A Jiu was somewhat stunned.

He inexplicably ended up sitting at the table; this fragrance made him completely unable to resist for a moment.

He picked up his chopsticks, took a bite, his eyes lit up, and then he ate faster and faster, until only the sound of swallowing food remained in the room.

A large bowl full of rice, plus five dishes and a soup, wasn't long before A Jiu had eaten it all clean.

He put down the empty bowl, A Jiu still felt somewhat unsatisfied; he could still eat more, but there was nothing left.

Looking at the empty plates on the table, A Jiu remained silent, and then he seemed to understand why this table of food was worth 1,110,000 immortal crystals.

This truly makes one unable to stop; no wonder those human cultivators just now went so crazy.

"I never expected there to be such good stuff among the human race."

Even he himself couldn't help but sigh, this thing is really delicious, leaving an endless aftertaste.

But suddenly, A Jiu realized a problem: with such a delicious immortal delicacy, his own performance just now…………………

A big problem had arisen; from a professional's standpoint, A Jiu instantly realized that his performance just now had a major flaw.

No wonder the proprietor of Eight Immortals Tower and those four attendants just now had such strange expressions; they must have sensed something was off.

Also, being able to remain so calm in the face of Ye Zhangqing's food is itself a problem.

Thinking of this, A Jiu's mood involuntarily grew heavy.

He had revealed a flaw, and it was very likely that the human race had already set its sights on him.

"Next, it's probably unavoidable to clash with those Heavenly Palace people."

He already sensed that those people from the Heavenly Palace would likely come looking for him soon, so he needed to prepare early.

The matter was somewhat troublesome, but it wasn't without room for maneuver; however, what truly drove A Jiu crazy next was that he simply couldn't calm his mind.

Sitting in the chair, as soon as he thought about matters, not long after, his thoughts uncontrollably drifted toward the food on the table.

Damn it, he simply couldn't think about anything else, only thinking about eating.

"Damn it, why does he keep thinking about eating? Even without a brain, he's still eating shit."

He forcibly tried to concentrate, but after several attempts, A Jiu found it completely futile.

His thoughts seemed utterly beyond his own control.

Helpless, he could only summon those four attendants from earlier; their attitude remained respectful.

"Young master, what are your orders?"

"Such dishes, bring me another table, with more rice, I'll pay."

Since he couldn't control himself, he would just eat another table.

But this time, the four attendants replied as usual.

"Sorry, young master, Ye the Immortal Chef has already left."

"Gone?"

"Yes."

Seeing A Jiu's gloomy expression, the four attendants didn't know those secret matters, merely speaking with some disdain.

"You were just pretending earlier, and now you still want more dishes? Dream on about eating."

Ye Zhangqing's dishes naturally have no extra talk; once eaten, they're gone—not to mention A Jiu, even Zhao Tianqing and the others are the same.

Every day at mealtime, it's the same table; after eating, there's nothing left.

Unless luck is good and one catches Ye Zhangqing in a good mood, perhaps there might be some unexpected joy, but this sort of thing is rare as can be—no one can say for sure.

The four maidservants' attitudes were gentle, but their tone left no room for negotiation; seeing this, A Jiu could only wave his hand, indicating they could leave.

After the four women left, A Jiu silently cursed.

"Damn my Dao heart, the bastard."

This table of food completely scrambled his thoughts, leaving his mind in a mess for a while.

"Forget it, forget it—my identity poses no problem; even if the clan expended great effort, even the Heavenly Palace couldn't find anything, so when the time comes we'll just meet each move with a countermove."

Forcing himself to calm down, after several attempts to no avail, A Jiu simply gave up.

Meanwhile, the heavenly official who had just been with Ye Zhangqing has already returned to the Heavenly Palace.

Looking at a heavenly general of the Heavenly Palace below, he spoke with a calm expression.

"Are you sure this information is correct?"

"Replying, Sir, I've verified it repeatedly—there's no problem."

The information this heavenly official held in his hand turned out to be about A Jiu.

According to the intelligence gathered by the Heavenly Palace, A Jiu is a native cultivator born in the Immortal City Beyond the Heavens; his father originally came from the Immortal Realm to venture in the Beyond the Heavens.

In the Immortal Realm he had decent standing and some reputation, though born poor, his talent was outstanding.

After achieving success in his Xiūliàn, he came to the Beyond the Heavens.

But people like him are a dime a dozen in the Beyond the Heavens; anyone who can establish themselves there is nothing short of extraordinarily talented.

Thus, after A Jiu's father arrived in the Immortal City Beyond the Heavens, he became just another ordinary person.

After years of struggle, he finally found his footing in the Immortal City Beyond the Heavens, and later A Jiu was born.

However, forty-eight years ago, A Jiu's father went out for training and never returned.

Ajiu then inherited the legacy left by his father, becoming the most ordinary human cultivator in the Immortal City Beyond the Heavens.

They are even inferior to those powerhouses who came from the Immortal Realm.

This is also the situation most likely to be encountered by these native-born people in the Immortal City Beyond the Heavens.

After all, many of them, when they were young, still far lacked the strength of their parents' generation; once the older generation falls, their life in Beyond the Heavens will become very difficult.

However, this information that seemed problem-free is indeed a big problem in the eyes of this Heavenly Official right now.

That's why they repeatedly confirmed that this information really has no problem.

Having received an affirmative reply from their subordinates, they had already repeatedly confirmed it; after all, this is not really a secret, and with the means of the Heavenly Palace, it's not hard to grasp, making such a low-level mistake impossible.

After carefully reviewing the information about Ajiu's identity again, this Heavenly Official's brows furrowed tighter the more they looked.

Finally, they gritted their teeth and said.

"How could an ordinary person come up with the money to buy Ye Xiaozi's meals?"

You should know, that's not just ten or eight immortal crystals that anyone could scrape together by gritting their teeth; this is a hundred and ten thousand immortal crystals—110,000 immortal crystals—so much that even the Qi family's old ancestor would have had to endure it in the end.

Tell me, how could an orphaned ordinary person possibly come up with that?