Chapter 640: with translation of chapter title

Looking at Tang Yao's determined expression, Qi Xiong really did have some admiration for this old guy.

Who knows, if the Tang family's ancestor learned of such a filial son and virtuous grandson, would he not crawl out of the ground to take him away?

"Well, this matter isn't urgent; we can discuss it later slowly."

Qi Xiong spoke with a complex expression, but upon hearing that, Tang Yao straightforwardly nodded.

"Qi Zongzhu, my Tang family has already decided this; there's no need to discuss further."

"Hehe......"

"This old thing."

However, with Tang Yao's efforts, the Tang family finally managed to get a bite to eat for this meal.

Holding the big bowl in their arms, many Tang family descendants wept with joy.

Heaven knows how much they paid for this bowl of rice over these days; now they have finally gotten what they wished for.

Every bite of food they ate was an ultimate enjoyment.

After finishing the meal, the Tang family up and down became even more resolute in their idea.

What's good about staying in Zhongzhou? It would be better to go to Dongzhou, where they could enjoy such delicious food every day—how delightful.

As a spirit-chef family, the Tangs just want to eat the wildest food and drink the strongest liquor.

After finishing the meal, however, the Tang family people did not leave.

Those massaging legs kept massaging legs, those brewing tea kept brewing tea; nothing changed.

"I say, you guys aren't that bad; aren't you all fed now?"

"Brother Xu, what kind of talk is this? We're not doing this just for food."

Facing a group of earnest Tang family descendants, Xu Jie curled his lips, too lazy to say more—this isn't just for a bite to eat? Nobody would believe your words.

They stayed busy until nightfall, when the Dao Yi Sect members prepared to Xiūliàn, and only then did the Tang family descendants leave.

This was still because the Dao Yi Sect had strictly forbidden these Tang family people from appearing at the bedside at night.

At last it grew quiet; the next morning, the Dao Yi Sect members gradually withdrew from their Xiūliàn.

But as soon as the courtyard gate was opened, they discovered that the Tang family manor seemed especially lively today.

"Someone's here."

Qi Xiong and the others were all curious—so many people had come at this early hour.

In the front courtyard, Tang Yao was leading a group of Tang family descendants, staring unfavorably at the group before him.

About a hundred or more people, at their head was an elder roughly Tang Yao's age, also possessing Shèngjìng cultivation.

"Nie Yuan, what mischief are you up to again?"

The visitors were the Nie family, long‑time rivals of the Tangs, and also an old‑line spirit‑chef clan.

Nie Yuan and Tang Yao alike were eighth‑grade spirit‑chefs with Shèngjìng cultivation.

Thus, the two families have always been fiercely competitive, engaging in many overt and covert struggles.

Basically, whenever they meet, there's bound to be a fight.

What's more, this time Nie Yuan directly brought Nie family members to their door—clearly they came with ill intent.

Facing Tang Yao's words, Nie Yuan laughed.

"Tang Brother, that's no fun, right? Our two families have long been friends of old; I came today especially to pay a visit—how is this your Tang family's way of hosting guests?"

"Cut the beating around the bush; speak plainly if you have something to say."

Tang Yao gave no face at all; he was busy heading to the Dao Yi Sect and had no time to waste words with Nie Yuan.

Seeing this, Nie Yuan also restrained his smile, his tone turning cold.

"Well then, I didn't come today for anything else—it's been a long time since we last exchanged practice with your Tang family; today I've specially brought people to your door to seek instruction."

The sparring Nie Yuan spoke of was not a cultivators' duel; as a spirit-chef clan, what they excel at naturally is cuisine.

Thus, when the two families compete, they usually decide victory or defeat by means of food.

Saying this, Nie Yuan addressed the middle‑aged man beside him.

"This time I specially invited Elder Li to come as a witness; Tang Brother, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

In Zhongzhou, the spirit‑chefs formed an alliance.

After all, the status of spirit‑chefs is inherently not as exalted as that of Pill Masters or Weapon Refiners, so banding together for mutual warmth is the best approach.

Besides the spirit‑chefs, some famous taverns in Zhongzhou also joined.

And this Elder Li is a member of the alliance.

Having him serve as witness is obviously unproblematic.

Upon hearing this, Elder Li also smiled and nodded at Tang Yao.

As for the grudges between the Nie and Tang families, he has little interest in getting involved, and naturally he would not offend the Tangs for no reason just because of the Nie family.

In the past, faced with such a provocation from Nie Yuan showing up at their door, Tang Yao would surely have agreed without hesitation.

But now, Tang Yao has absolutely no inclination.

His Tang family is planning to relocate the whole clan to Dongzhou—what mood could he have to compete with the Nie family here? Is something wrong?

So, Tang Yao hardly hesitated at all and directly refused.

"You win."

"Then let's begin—this time............ what did you say?"

At first he hadn't reacted yet; when he was halfway through speaking, Nie Yuan looked at Tang Yao with utter disbelief.

What the heck was this old thing just saying?

"I said you win—your Nie family is the best, alright?"

"You you you............"

Tang Yao's attitude like this directly leaves Nie Yuan at a loss; what's up with this old bastard today?

Before, weren't you always head-to-head, never yielding? Today you just admit defeat so readily?

Not only Tang Yao, but the Tang family youths around him also spoke up one after another.

"Yes yes yes, you Nie family won, we admit defeat."

"Amazing amazing, you Nie family are amazing, we've admitted defeat, can you guys leave now?"

"If you win, just get lost."

Hearing the Tang family's words, the Nie family group were gritting their teeth in anger.

You damn lot don't look like you're admitting defeat at all— that contempt on your faces might as well be written out.

"You.......... don't bully people too much."

A Nie family member couldn't help but shout angrily; in response, the Tang family waved their hand indifferently.

"We've already admitted defeat, what more do you want?"

"You......... is the Tang family admitting defeat?"

"Do you have a problem with your ears? We just said we admit defeat— didn't you hear?"

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

Originally full of confidence to come and have a big showdown with the Tang family, but who would have thought— as soon as they opened their mouths, the Tang family just relied on their numbers, leaving the Nie family at a loss.

It was like putting all one's strength into a strike, only to land weakly on cotton— all that power with nowhere to go.

Even Elder Li had a strange expression.

"This, Tang family head, why don't you give it a try?"

Who would have thought, upon hearing this, Tang Yao casually waved his hand.

"No need to try, the Tang family just going by numbers— if you're fine, you can leave; this old man still has business."

Saying that, Tang Yao intended to step away— why bother competing? It'd be better to go to the Dao Yi Sect and wait for a meal.

Wasting time, wasting effort, wasting energy.

Seeing Tang Yao about to leave, Nie Yuan finally lost his temper and shouted angrily.

"You old Tang bastard, you're going too far!"

Saying that, he threw a palm strike; seeing this, Tang Yao frowned slightly and retaliated.

The two clashed palms, and Tang Yao said irritably.

"Are you sick? I've already admitted defeat— what more do you want?"

"No, you're not allowed to admit defeat— today we must compete."

Upon hearing that, Tang Yao looked at Nie Yuan as if he were an idiot— has this old geezer's brain rusted? He can't even admit defeat?