Chapter 425: Arbitration of the Void (3/3)

Strange, the rules of degenerate alienation.

Li Heng had once speculated whether Strange might be related to certain Calamities within the Void. However, back in the Xianshi Tiandi, he hadn't discovered anything, until now, when he encountered them again.

Hearing Li Heng's warning at this moment, the Wujian Innkeeper forced himself to calm down, though his face remained somewhat twisted.

"Fine, fine, fine, I admit defeat, I will fulfill it!"

"Xiaojiu, why aren't you attending to these two guests yet!"

The Wujian Innkeeper cast a glance at the waiter beside him and spoke coldly. He dared not go against his own words just now. There was a guarantee from Wujian involved; to go against it was death!

After saying this, he did not want to pay any more attention to Li Heng and walked straight back to the counter hidden in the shadows; one could only hear the sound of an abacus being clicked, wondering what he was thinking about.

The waiter only then reacted, somewhat flustered.

The innkeeper who calculated everything without omission had actually lost!

The guests at the side also couldn't help but speak up, gasping in succession, no longer daring to underestimate Li Heng. Just as the Wujian Innkeeper said just now, what kind of Sacred being was this!

"Waiter, why aren't you serving the food yet!"

The little golden dragon came back to its senses, becoming arrogant; regardless of where Li Heng got so much paper money, it directly used the dragon's power to bully others, looking down at the waiter impatiently and saying.

"Ah, yes, yes, right, the food will be here immediately!"

The waiter's expression was pale.

He understood that the person and dragon before him were no longer existences he could afford to provoke. He even had to pray later that this person and dragon might spare him, otherwise, he would certainly die.

Another round of food was served.

The little golden dragon was crazily gnawing on Energy Crystals to replenish its True Spirit. Meanwhile, Li Heng was constantly tasting delicacies from all over the world, limited to the human range, and his Source Power was skyrocketing.

This was also the reason he came to this inn to eat.

In fact, he had sensed something unusual the moment he saw this inn appear. When he walked to the entrance of the inn, he could feel even more that this inn might be a Strange.

Or rather, a split body of a Strange.

Originally, he thought it was an illusion, but until he tasted the food here, he immediately determined that even if this inn wasn't a Strange, it was a rule-based creation similar to a Strange.

Then, through careful observation.

He had already been able to summarize the capabilities of this inn.

Guests entering the inn could put forward their own dining requirements, and the waiter or innkeeper belonging to the inn seemingly could not easily refuse, having to do it one hundred percent according to the requirements.

Guests could also obtain many benefits from eating the inn's food.

For example, the little golden dragon could replenish its True Spirit, and his Source Power soared.

This was simply a top-tier opportunity.

However, he also knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch in the world; behind every opportunity must be danger, and the gifts bestowed by Fate had already been marked with a price in the dark.

Not to mention that this was inside such a Strange inn.

Therefore, eating the inn's food meant one had to pay a price.

Li Heng guessed that the price was related to money.

After all, one had to pay money to eat; this was not strange, how could there be a free lunch? But he didn't think it would be that simple; after all, this was inside an inn that was suspected to be a Strange or was a Strange, and harboring malice toward living beings was an instinct, so how could it obediently follow the equivalent exchange of paying for food?

If it could really do that, it wouldn't be a Strange.

It would just be changed into a cooking-type wish-granting machine.

And finally, with the attitude and words of the waiter and the Wujian Innkeeper, the price had gradually become clear. Eating required money, but this inn wanted a lot, a lot of money—in other words, sky-high prices for food. The kind where one bite would bankrupt you; even cut-cake would feel inferior.

And what was given was paper money from lonely graves by the roadside, Underworld Money.

But fortunately, he, Li, was a cheater.

If there was no Underworld Money, then he would print it on the spot.

Although he had never come into contact with this so-called Underworld Money before, he had come into contact with Buying Life Money, and the nature of Buying Life Money was very similar to this Underworld Money.

So in the end,

Source Power banknote printer, you deserve to have it.

At this time, many of the guests at the side tables wanted to leave. After all, there was a fierce god here, and they had no appetite to eat; plus, the food at Wujian Inn was really too expensive.

But they dared not leave.

After all, this fierce god hadn't spoken yet.

They didn't know what the personality of this fierce god was like; perhaps the moment they took a step out of the inn door, they would be slaughtered by this fierce god on the grounds of lifting their left foot first.

It was better to stay put and wait and see what happened.

Then they became numb.

Because the little golden dragon and Li Heng were eating endlessly.

They were dumbfounded, expressing that they couldn't understand; they had eaten to the eighty-first round now, eighty-one tables of food, why were these two still not full!

This didn't refer to being physically full; after all, those with some cultivation could swallow a great mountain, and for those in the Creation Realm, swallowing a great World was not a difficult task at all.

But rather,

The food in this Wujian Inn was all highly nourishing!

There was once a poor wretch who could only drink two bowls of turbid wine on weekdays, with at most a dish of fennel beans. But for some reason, this poor wretch suddenly had money and could actually afford braised beef.

Then the poor wretch died.

He wasn't killed by others eyeing his wealth.

But because he ate two extra dishes of braised beef, and his own cultivation was too weak, he couldn't handle the nourishment and was stuffed to death; moreover, his appearance in death was miserable, blown apart by the energy contained within, not even leaving fragments behind.

And now, the things this fierce god and that little golden dragon were eating were I don't know how many times more than that poor wretch, yet they were completely fine—how could this be possible!?

Li Heng, on the other hand, was enjoying it.

This Wujian Inn was indeed not bad; apart from the sky-high food costs, everything was very good, able to produce delicacies from all over the world for him, and he could add Source Power while eating the delicacies.

Now his Source Power had already increased by fifty thousand trillion.

Even two Golden Source Points have condensed.

Now, they have reached as many as forty-seven!

He felt moved in his heart; indeed, things must be viewed dialectically and realistically. One should be clear that Strange are full of malice toward living humans, but as long as they are utilized properly, they can also be transformed into opportunities.

Of course, the premise is not to overplay one's hand.

Having no confidence to provoke a Strange is simply courting death.

If he didn't have Source Power as a fallback, he wouldn't have chosen to step into this inn; he would have just crushed it violently from the outside and blown this inn to pieces.

After all, as long as the firepower is strong enough.

While Li Heng and the little golden dragon were eating happily, the Wujian Innkeeper, who was hiding in the shadows at the counter and constantly clicking his abacus, finally could not hold back anymore.

With a "slap," he threw the abacus directly onto the ground, and the beads scattered everywhere. He hammered the table in anger and roared in a low voice, "This damned person and dragon, is there no end to it? They are actually still eating!"

When he originally dared to promise Li Heng and the others unlimited eating, it was mainly because he thought he couldn't possibly lose, and even if he took a step back, even if he did lose, his family business was large enough to withstand the squandering.

After all, how much could two people eat? Ten-odd tables at most; even if there were losses, he would at most admit defeat, and it wouldn't hurt his foundation. Not to mention they had already eaten nine tables before; logically, there would only be fewer left.

But looking at it now, he had underestimated them!

They had taught him a lesson directly.

These two had eaten over half of his net worth!

If they continued to eat like this, he would inevitably go bankrupt. Bankruptcy itself wasn't scary; after all, he still had the status of Wujian Innkeeper, and at worst, he could start over and accumulate slowly.

What was scary was that these two could still keep eating! And because of his promise, he was forced to pay the price for the two of them to eat. But by then, he would already be bankrupt and could only use himself to pay the debt.

In the end, using himself to pay the debt still wouldn't be enough.

And once "Wujian" deemed that he could not repay the debt.

He would be dead for sure!

After all, he was not the owner of Wujian Inn, only the innkeeper.

The Wujian Innkeeper immediately gritted his teeth.

Where was this teaching a lesson? It was clearly wanting his life!

"Fine! Since you are heartless, don't blame me for being unjust. I don't care what kind of Sacred being you are, but if you only want my life, I will absolutely not take it lying down! I will make you pay the price!"

He made up his mind in his heart.

The waiter kept serving dishes, his heart pounding with fear.

This is eating too much, right? Is there really no problem?

"Guest, this is the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall you ordered, please enjoy."

He thought this in his heart, and even felt some envy, jealousy, and hatred. After all, this single jar of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was worth more than all his savings. But in Reality, he could only serve the dishes desperately, nodding and bowing.

"Where's mine? Where's mine?"

"Why hasn't the Phoenix-flavored crystal stone I ordered been served yet?"

The little golden dragon called out from the side.

"Sorry, Guest, there is no Phoenix flavor, or rather, Phoenix cannot be described by flavor. How about the guest orders another flavor?" The waiter wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a towel and said respectfully.

"You ghost inn, how come you don't have anything?"

The little golden dragon continued to act fierce on the strength of another, grumbling with dissatisfaction.

It had quite the self-awareness of a lackey.

"Fine, fine, bring me a piece of colorful black, remember to make it salt and pepper flavored." The little golden dragon curled its lip, flicked its tail, and instructed the waiter.

The waiter was dumbfounded.

What is called colorful black? Explain that to me!

At this moment, the Wujian Innkeeper walked out from the shadows.

The many guests who were already drowsy but didn't dare to leave first suddenly perked up, lifted their heads abruptly, and secretly hoped in their hearts. Could it be that this Wujian Innkeeper finally couldn't hold back?

They were so pleasantly surprised in their hearts that they could almost weep.

After all, being forced to stay here and watch others eat, and eating high-end famous dishes that they wouldn't even dare to imagine on ordinary days, was simply a form of torture.

This made them see the Terror of the class gap.

Why do they have to experience this even though they are already dead!?

Innkeeper, go for it, I support you!

Everyone shouted, but only in their hearts.

"How are the two of you eating? Are you satisfied?"

The Wujian Innkeeper spoke blankly, like a dead face.

"The meal is quite satisfactory, so we plan to continue eating."

Li Heng picked up a piece of abalone and swallowed it into his mouth; it was full of gelatin and the fresh taste of seafood filled his mouth, and he said with a smile.

"Sir, it is better to be forgiving when one can!"

The Wujian Innkeeper's face turned even darker, and he said gloomily.

Li Heng was surprised upon hearing this.

"Innkeeper, what you said—didn't you just promise that we could eat unlimitedly in this inn? How come it has now turned into 'forgiving when one can'? You wouldn't be trying to welsh on the debt, would you?"

"Would a normal guest eat like you two!?"

The Wujian Innkeeper roared out.

"Do I need your permission to eat here?"

Li Heng smiled slightly.

"Don't think that you have me figured out. I'll give you one more warning now, otherwise don't blame me for turning hostile."

The Wujian Innkeeper took a deep breath, trying hard to calm himself down.

"That remark of yours is dull; high returns come with high risks, and you must bear the consequences. Just now, you wanted to rely on this matter to trap me in this inn and make me your slave."

"Now I am just eating a few dishes, and you are already anxious?"

Li Heng shook his head, feeling it was all very dull.

The Wujian Innkeeper felt as if he were about to faint from anger.

This is eating dishes? No! This is eating his life!

"Since it has come to this, let us see who has the real skill."

"Innkeeper of Dizi Wuhao Kezhan, I request Wujian Arbitration!"

He spoke coldly.