Chapter 739

Seeing Li Zhengqing and the others absent‑minded, Yunluo Shèngzhǔ was utterly speechless; she racked her brains here but could find no answer, while those guys were fine, each of them wandering off beyond the heavens.

Just then, a strong fragrant aroma suddenly wafted through the air, and Li Zhengqing and the others' eyes lit up.

"Is the meal ready?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Shèngzhǔ, hurry, or you'll miss the meal."

Completely unable to understand what they were saying, Yunluo Shèngzhǔ was forcibly dragged away, heading straight for the city lord's manor.

Li Zhengqing and the others had been craving this bite for far too long.

After rushing all the way, they quickly arrived at the city lord's manor, where a large number of cultivators had already gathered outside.

Each of them seemed impatient, as if waiting for something.

"This is..............."

Yunluo Shèngzhǔ was a bit dazed—what are they doing? Why are they all gathered?

"What are you doing?"

"Greetings, Shèngzhǔ; we're ready to eat."

"Eat?"

After asking a few cultivators, she learned they were all waiting for a meal, leaving Yunluo Shèngzhǔ even more bewildered.

With cultivations that high, shouldn't they have already given up grains?

Looking at Li Zhengqing and the others beside her, they were practically drooling, clearly also waiting for a meal.

"You're doing this just for a bite of rice?"

"What else would we do?"

Li Zhengqing replied matter‑of‑factly; hearing this, Yunluo Shèngzhǔ was speechless—you're practically Great Saints, yet a single meal has you drooling like this?

Just as Yunluo Shèngzhǔ was about to say something, the courtyard door opened and Li Zhengqing and the others hurried inside.

Seeing this, Yunluo Shèngzhǔ followed with a complex expression—just a meal, after all; I'd like to see what magic it holds.

Thinking so, she soon arrived at the rear courtyard.

Today, to entertain the Yunluo Holy Land and Yaochi Holy Land, the Dao Yi Sect had specially prepared a banquet; of course, the Qingtian Holy Land was not invited.

As Yunluo Shèngzhǔ arrived, Lu Youyou, Liu Shuang, and the others soon saw a group of people waiting in the room.

At that moment, Yaochi Shèngzhǔ and the elders of Yaochi Holy Land had also arrived.

"You've come too?"

Seeing Yaochi Shèngzhǔ and her entourage, Yunluo Shèngzhǔ blinked in surprise—this was rare, as those women were usually icy and aloof.

Everyone took their seats, with Qi Xiong, Hong Zun, Yu Mo, and others keeping them company.

As dish after dish was brought out, a rich fragrance filled the air, causing Yunluo Shèngzhǔ to involuntarily take a deep breath.

"How fragrant!"

This flavor was something Yunluo Shèngzhǔ had never smelled before; it seemed to let her somewhat understand Li Zhengqing and the others.

"Please, don't stand on ceremony—let's fill our cups and drink."

As the host, Qi Xiong naturally raised his cup to invite them, and Yunluo Shèngzhǔ and Yaochi Shèngzhǔ did not refuse.

After drinking a cup of wine, everyone finally took a bite of the dish.

As the delicious flavor exploded in their mouths, not only Yunluo Shèngzhǔ but even the usually composed Yaochi Shèngzhǔ widened her eyes in disbelief.

This taste simply exceeded their imagination—could there really be such deliciousness in the world?

No wonder the cultivators in the Myriad Demon Pass go crazy for a bite of food—this flavor is absolutely amazing.

Next, Yunluo Shèngzhǔ and Yaochi Shèngzhǔ kept speeding up their eating, almost eating fast enough to leave afterimages.

"Holy shit, Shèngzhǔ, slow down—leave some for us!"

"Senior sister, I haven't even taken a bite yet."

"Sniff, it's my own fault for being slow—can't blame me."

"Don't lift the plate—that's cheating."

"How could you keep such a good thing from me and still have the nerve to eat it?"

The ingredients were merely ordinary Demon King fare, but after Ye Zhangqing's cooking, the flavor drove the two Shèngzhǔ utterly crazy.

After a whirlwind sweep, at least half of the full table of food went into the bellies of Yunluo Shèngzhǔ and Yaochi Shèngzhǔ.

Yunluo Shèngzhǔ was fine, but Yaochi Shèngzhǔ wiped her mouth, her face flushed red after eating.

For someone who always pays attention to her bearing, today was indeed a bit rude, but there was no helping it—the food was too fragrant, simply impossible to resist.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Yu Mo, Sect Master Qi, your sect's food is truly delicious."

Even Yunluo Shèngzhǔ smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

In response, Qi Xiong and the others smiled and nodded without concern.

Now that the meal was over, it was time to discuss the matter at hand; immediately, Qi Xiong's smile faded and he spoke seriously.

"I wonder how the two Shèngzhǔ view the current situation in Zhongzhou?"

"This................"

Since they were able to sit as Shèngzhǔ, they were certainly not ordinary; they instantly caught the implied meaning in Qi Xiong's words.

However, for a moment they weren't sure what he meant, so they didn't answer but instead threw the question back.

"I wonder what Sect Master Qi means by................"

"Actually, there's nothing to hide—I'll just say it plainly: given the relationship between the Dao Yi Sect and the Qingtian Holy Land, we're bound to clash sooner or later."

Sure enough, since it involved the Qingtian Holy Land, both Yunluo Shèngzhǔ and Yaochi Shèngzhǔ fell into silence.

On this matter, their attitudes were remarkably unanimous: they would not intervene.

They won't help Qingtian Holy Land, of course they also won't help Dao Yi Sect; so now Qi Xiong brought it up voluntarily, and the two naturally won't give any promises.

Of course, all this was within Qi Xiong's expectations.

Seeing the two remain silent, Qi Xiong also spoke frankly about his purpose.

I know you're in a difficult position; actually, what my Dao Yi Sect wants is very simple. For this matter, I hope the Yunluo Holy Land and Yaochi Holy Land won't participate. I think this should align with your thoughts, right?

Huh???

Just this one request? Upon hearing this, the gazes of the Yunluo Holy Lord and Yaochi Holy Lord both fell on Qi Xiong.

Just not intervene? But where does Dao Yi Sect get its confidence?

Don't look at Dao Yi Sect seeming to have strong momentum now; frankly speaking, compared to Qingtian Holy Land, there is still a gap.

However, from Qi Xiong's words, it's not hard to hear a strong confidence—it's the confidence of replacing Qingtian Holy Land.

For a moment it was a bit confusing, but if it's just that, the Yunluo Holy Lord and Yaochi Holy Lord can accept it.

The Qingtian Holy Lord still doesn't know about the talk between Qi Xiong and the two Holy Lords.

At this moment, he is pondering Dao Yi Sect's various moves today; tomorrow is the negotiation with the Demon Race—what exactly is this Dao Yi Sect selling from its gourd?

No matter how he guessed, he couldn't think of the answer.

After a night passed, the next morning, that rich aroma of food once again filled the Myriad Monster Pass.

The people of Qingtian Holy Land also smelled it, each one drooling uncontrollably.

This aroma seems to be drifting from the Lord Mayor's Mansion.

You mean the Dao Yi Sect?

It was the same yesterday, so is this breakfast?

I want to go have a bite.

Eat shit, can they give you something to eat?

Both sides are already mortal enemies, yet you still want to eat their breakfast—what a nice dream.

I'm telling you guys, learn from the Holy Lord and keep your composure.

That's right, the Holy Lord is still cultivating to this day.