Chapter 222

"Miss Jin Ling, I have seen Shopkeeper Chen."

Holy Mother Jin Ling slightly inclined her body and spoke.

"Wu Dang and Zhao Gongming have seen Shopkeeper Chen."

The other two also followed suit in bowing, their voices filled with respect.

After hearing the names of these people, Chen Nuo was stunned in his heart—good partner, besides the Second Generation of the Jie Sect who had already become a Tathagata like Duobao and Gui Ling Sheng Mu, whose soul and spirit were scattered after being devoured by the Mosquito Daoist, all of them had gathered together.

This is to come for a collective big feast—Chen Nuo nodded, secretly rejoicing that he had used the Expansion Order to enlarge the tables as well; otherwise, they wouldn't even be able to fit inside directly.

Everyone chose a seat by the window, with a breeze blowing through, making it especially pleasant and comfortable.

Chen Nuo gave a meaningful glance.

Ao Ling understood instantly and handed over the menu.

"Each person can only order one dish."

Chen Nuo calmly informed them of the rule.

One dish? How could that be enough to eat? Jin Ling and the others were somewhat doubtful.

Especially Zhao Gongming—he is tall and broad; not eating would be fine, but once he starts eating, every time it's not that he eats a lot, but that one dish isn't even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.

But they also dared not say anything.

After all, who made him such a big shot? Can't afford to provoke him, can't afford to provoke him.

Their cultivation as Prepared Saints is unfathomable—coming to think, even if not as great as the Master, they are still the top-tier figures among Prepared Saints.

Prepared Saint—one step, one pitfall; the gap is still enormous!

Holy Mother Jin Ling took the menu with both hands, lowered her head to look, and the previous reverent thoughts were completely drawn away by the delicious food before her.

These names—just looking at them, they're not bad at all; there are even pictures, lifelike!

Exactly, this time the shop's renovation also brought changes to the menu—no longer the previous monotonous names, but now paired with exquisite pictures, their allure absolutely crushing the previous version.

These one by one tempting dishes made Jin Ling feel dazzled and tempted—every one looked so delicious, really wanting to order them all!

Jin Ling furrowed her brows, beginning to waver.

Wu Dang stared at Jin Ling for a long time with no reaction, then became curious and poked his head out, and then he too became the same.

Zhao Gongming didn't look, but instead spoke loudly: "Shopkeeper, give me a hot pot."

He had been made to crave by what those immortals said—if he didn't eat something, he would absolutely not be willing!

Chen Nuo nodded, pointed with his hand toward the crystal ball behind, and said: "First pay the money—just place your hand on the crystal ball."

Crystal ball? Zhao Gongming turned sideways, and upon seeing the item on the counter, his expression showed some surprise.

This was his first time seeing such a large crystal; he walked forward, about to touch it.

But a black shadow suddenly flashed past, snatching the crystal ball away in one grab.

"You cannot touch it casually."

Ao Ling held the glass ball carefully in her arms, her face full of resistance.

Clever Jiang held the glass ball carefully in his arms, his face full of resistance.

How can such a priceless treasure be allowed to be touched casually by anyone!

Zhao Gongming felt embarrassed—advancing was not an option, retreating wasn't either; if it were an ordinary Dragon Clan member, he wouldn't bother with it at all.

But unfortunately, this is Shopkeeper Chen's disciple—he also dares not act recklessly.

Seeing this scene, Chen Nuo had a black line across his face—he knew his disciple liked the crystal ball, but he didn't expect her to be this stubborn.

"Ao Ling, put it down."

Chen Nuo softly scolded her.

Ao Ling pouted, feeling wronged, but she didn't dare defy Chen Nuo's words, so she unwillingly placed the crystal ball back in its original spot.

Yet her eyes remained fixed on the crystal ball, unwilling to move.

Zhao Gongming turned his head to look at the Three Xiaos, grandly saying: "Junior Martial Sisters, how much is your meal money? I, Senior Brother, will cover it all today."

"Good, good."

Bixiao cheered and jumped with joy.

It's her fee standard that's the highest—saving even a little is still saving.

Qiong Xiao glanced sideways slightly, coolly saying: "Not necessary."

She prefers to support herself—she doesn't like owing favors.

And the so-called self-support... those who understand, understand.

The Buddhist Sect would be crying.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Yunxiao smiled gently.

"Shopkeeper, I'll cover the Junior Martial Sisters' money."

Zhao Gongming boldly greeted Chen Nuo.

First, he handed over the total of four thousand taels owed for Yunxiao and Bixiao to the crystal ball, and then, under Ao Ling's eyes nearly bursting with fury, he pressed his large hand onto it.

Done—her crystal ball is no longer pure; Ao Ling cried out in sorrow in her heart.

Meanwhile, this side, upon receiving the information, Zhao Gongming was dazed.

Ten thousand taels of gold? What the hell? One meal actually requires ten thousand taels of gold!

Upon receiving the information, Chen Nuo even inwardly exclaimed: "Well done!"

Asking the God of Wealth for money—system, you really have something.

This way of eating—even if the Emperor came,

the national treasury would likely be emptied in just a few days.

It's only because Zhao Gongming is the God of Wealth; otherwise, just anyone coming along couldn't bear it.

Senior Brother, what is your charging standard?

Yunxiao saw Zhao Gongming standing there dazed, so she opened her mouth to ask.

Gold...... ten thousand taels

Zhao Gongming stammered.

Yunxiao: "..."

Senior Brother, my meal money, I'll give it to you in a moment

Yunxiao spoke softly, somewhat helplessly, with only this much money, Senior Brother being able to pick up his own is already not bad.

What words!

I'm short this much?

Zhao Gongming glared with tiger eyes, still stubbornly holding on.

He wanted to run away by lifting his legs.

But with so many people present, there's also the shopkeeper, and also the younger and elder martial sisters.

If he just slipped away like this, he'd lose too much face; even if this meal isn't worth much, he still has to grit his teeth and go through with it!

If a god of wealth is toppled by money, that wouldn't be embarrassing enough!

Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming hardened his heart, directly took out ten thousand taels of gold from the Wealth Treasury, and instantly piled it full on the counter.

But the next moment, they were all miraculously absorbed by the crystal ball.

Zhao Gongming breathed a sigh of relief as if unburdened, first get through this difficulty before talking.

This money is merely a drop in the bucket for the Heavenly Court's expenses; even if discovered, they probably wouldn't bother to quarrel with him over it.

Senior Brother, how generous!

Thank you, Senior Brother

Bixiao beamed with joy, her little treasury is safe now.

After paying the bill, Zhao Gongming walked over somewhat dazed and dispirited.

Regarding Bixiao's endless praise, he just gave a perfunctory hum and hah, his mind completely elsewhere.

Meanwhile, Ao Ling, at the very moment Zhao Gongming finished paying, immediately picked up the crystal ball, took out a small handkerchief, and meticulously wiped it, fearing even a speck of dirt.

Shopkeeper, give me one fragrant crispy fried chicken

After Jin Ling carefully examined it, she still thought the fried chicken in the picture, with its golden, crispy skin, was more tempting to her.

Wu Dang pondered for a moment, her tranquil face gaining a touch of anticipation, pointing at one spot and saying: "I'll have this peach blossom porridge then"

The two women were very proactive, directly walking forward to test their charging standard.

For women, especially those with flawless appearances, Ao Ling's acceptance level was obviously much higher, and she no longer resisted.

Wu Dang Shengmu first placed her hand on it.

Younger Martial Sister, how is it? Do you want a magical treasure?

Holy Mother Jin Ling was eager to give it a try.

For today, she had specially taken all the magical treasures bestowed by Haotian from the Battle Department.

If lacking, just tell the Elder Martial Sister

Holy Mother Jin Ling boldly patted her chest.

Wu Dang shook her head and spoke softly: "No need, what I want is my own magical power"

After speaking, Wu Dang poured one-third of her magical power into it; this thing can be cultivated back at any time, and is the least valuable.

Like this

Jin Ling felt a bit disappointed, then also placed her hand on it.

Hmm??? Jin Ling widened her eyes, as if something unbelievable had happened.

Wu Dang Shengmu was somewhat worried, and lightly touched Holy Mother Jin Ling's shoulder.

Elder Martial Sister, are you alright?

Could it be that this thing even the Elder Martial Sister cannot withstand?