Chapter 762: Not yet finished

That evening's dinner was still simple fried rice, but to change the flavor, Ye Zhangqing specially made a three‑shred fried rice.

The taste was good, the disciples ate heartily, and at the same time, Yu Mo, Hong Zun, and others also came.

"I said Yu Mo has it all, aren't you guys having a banquet today? You specially came to fight us for rice?"

"What the hell, today's banquet was given to my two junior brothers."

Hearing that, Yu Mo angrily shoved a big mouthful of three‑shred fried rice into his mouth and said displeasedly.

In his view, although the banquet was good, based on the previous Eight Treasures Banquet experience, a table of food would probably only be enough for Wang Man and Yuan Chang to eat.

To avoid feeling bad later, Yu Mo and the others naturally could only come eat some fried rice first—at least being full would make it less unpleasant.

Hearing that, the Holy Master of Cloud Lotus and the Holy Master of the Jade Pool also nodded.

They also knew the importance of this banquet for the Dao Yi Sect, so they didn't say anything.

However, while eating rice, they were also curious.

"Perfect, why don't we also come tonight to broaden our horizons?"

"Although we can't eat it, just feasting our eyes is also nice—let's see what the Banquet Ancestor's feast is really like."

"They had never seen Ye Zhangqing's banquet before, so they were very curious; just looking is also good."

Hearing that, Yu Mo and the others didn't think much and readily agreed.

"Anyway, we can't eat it, and there definitely isn't enough; if we're going to watch, we'll just watch—after all, everyone can only look."

Soon, dinner finished, many Dao Yi Sect disciples left one after another, and the crowd of cultivators also left the Lord's Mansion in tears.

"A bunch of beasts, how many days has it been? They haven't even had a sip of soup—do they have to be so heartless?"

"Remember the days when food came to hand and clothes came to stretch? Are they really gone forever? Why am I not a match for those Dao Yi Sect disciples? Damn it."

The cultivators' hearts were a mix of five flavors, they almost wanted to cry out to the heavens.

After everyone left, the rear courtyard already had a large table prepared.

This table was much larger than before; following Yu Mo, Qi Xiong, and others arriving, the Holy Master of Cloud Lotus and the Holy Master of the Jade Pool, seeing this, were also curious.

"Good heavens, Daoist Yu Mo, such a huge table—isn't that excessive?"

Hearing that, Yu Mo and the others were also stunned—there wasn't such a big table at the Eight Treasures Banquet, was there? That's exaggerated.

But the crowd still gave an embarrassed laugh.

"After all, it's a banquet; the atmosphere naturally needs to be better."

Yu Mo and the others were still judging this Kong Manor banquet by the standards of the Eight Treasures Banquet; although the earlier Eight Treasures Banquet had plenty of dishes, it could not compare to the first‑class Kong Manor banquet's 190‑plus dishes.

One could only say it's like a petty witch seeing a great witch—no wonder the system only gave enough for one table.

At this point, Yu Mo and the others still didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

As time arrived, Wang Man and Yuan Chang had already taken their seats.

The two sat upright before the huge table, making the whole table look empty; glancing at Yu Mo and the others nearby, Wang Man blushed a little and said.

"Senior brother, why don't you also come join us?"

Wang Man indeed felt a bit embarrassed; who wouldn't look forward to a banquet, but now, with such a huge table, only he and Yuan Chang are seated—it's really embarrassing.

Moreover, the two had not yet broken through after the Demonic Emperor's Feast, adding to their guilt.

But regarding this, Yu Mo replied unhappily.

"Cut it out, you two eat your fill today; you'd better break through, or I'll kill you."

"Why am I not at the table—do these two guys have no sense at all?"

"Damn, just standing here I can't hold back—getting on the table would be double torture."

"Since we've decided to endure this painful sacrifice, to let the two break through, Yu Mo naturally won't make things unpleasant for himself."

Wang Man and Yuan Chang also knew what Yu Mo had in mind; immediately, their hearts were greatly moved, and they each spoke earnestly.

"Senior brother, rest assured, we two will definitely break through while eating; otherwise we'd rather commit suicide."

"We've eaten the Demonic Emperor's Feast and the banquet; if we still can't break through, we might as well find a piece of tofu to smash ourselves to death."

Hearing that, Yu Mo gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Then that's best."

"I've already sacrificed so much; if you two still can't break through, that would really make me furious."

"To speak of how the Dao Yi Sect proves brotherly affection, there's no doubt it's by yielding food."

"Ordinary yielding of food already shows a life‑and‑death bond; let alone this time Yu Mo's generous act of the banquet—its affection need not be said."

"One could say that Yu Mo's having such awareness really makes people want to cry to death."

"Even the Holy Master of Cloud Lotus and the Holy Master of the Jade Pool nearby felt admiration; the food—still the Dao Yi Sect's food—must have required enormous sacrifice to reach such awareness."

As Yu Mo's words fell, Liu Shuang, Lu Youyou, Wang Yao, Zhao Rou, and the other female disciples personally carried the dishes onto the table.

However, the women's faces all looked a bit strange, especially after hearing of Yu Mo's granduncle's deep affection and righteousness, which made it even more so.

"We only hope that Yu Mo's granduncle won't regret it later."

As the dishes were served, looking at that color, fragrance, and flavor‑perfect delicacies, Yu Mo, the Holy Master of Cloud Lotus, the Holy Master of the Jade Pool, Qi Xiong, and others unconsciously swallowed their saliva.

"Damn, it looks delicious—normally our daily three meals are already tempting, but compared to this banquet before us, it's simply not in the same league."

"Daoist Yu Mo, is this the Dao Yi Sect's banquet?"

"That's natural."

Yu Mo swallowed his saliva, replied with a conflicted expression.

He had eaten the Eight Treasures Banquet, so he naturally knew how great the gap was between the banquet and everyday meals.

This isn't only because the system's reward ingredients are incomparable; it's also because Ye Zhangqing prepared the banquet with his utmost effort.

Moreover, this Kong Manor banquet has only one table, and Ye Zhangqing has pursued perfection, giving his all.

Naturally, it differs greatly from everyday three meals a day.

To put it bluntly, looking at the few dishes before us, the Yunluo Shèngzhǔ and the Yaochi Shèngzhǔ felt that, compared to the previous demon emperor's feast, this one surpasses it and is not lacking.

The sound of gulping saliva could be heard everywhere.

And Wang Man and Yuan Cang's earlier guilt had already completely vanished in the face of the food before them.

He said to Yu Mo in an affected manner.

"That Shī xiōng, shall we start eating?"

"Eat, eat, no more talk."

"Then we won't stand on ceremony."

Without waiting for the dishes to be all served, the two started eating heartily, while Yu Mo and the others beside them were drooling, damn it, they really wanted to have a bite.

Meanwhile, Liu Shuang, Lu Youyou, Wang Yao, Zhao Rou and the others continued to keep serving dishes.

Not long after, the table already had fifty or sixty dishes, while Wang Man and Yuan Cang were eating with oil dripping from their mouths, seeing that the women showed no sign of stopping, Yunluo Shèngzhǔ wondered.

"Not all served yet? Just how many dishes does this banquet have?"