Chapter 88

Trying to probe someone's cultivation is inherently disrespectful, let alone doing so on the person of a benefactor and senior.

"The fee standard is one-tenth of one's mana, right?" Yang Jian muttered to himself, having heard his younger sister mention it once before seclusion, and he had kept it in mind.

Yang Chan rolled her eyes and said, "When did I tell you that this was the fee standard? This is mine!"

Thus, he roughly explained the fee rules.

Originally, upon hearing that even the Heavenly Hound had come here and that the fee standard was still a Golden Immortal magical treasure, Yang Jian still had a hint of amusement.

But upon further thought, what if my fee standard is even more expensive—what then?

Even if it's the same as the Heavenly Hound's, that would be fine.

Yang Jian silently blessed himself in his heart, then stepped forward first and entered.

"Old Peng, when will we be able to awaken a second divine ability?" After finishing his work, the Ox Demon King lay bored on the table.

Like the Tian Peng brothers, who have already awakened three divine abilities now, while we, to this day, have only one—alas, truly enviable.

"It's been so long since we returned home; my wife surely won't think I, Old Niu, went out to fool around, will she?"

The Peng Demon King clutched his belly and laughed loudly, slapping the table as he roared with laughter: "I never expected you to be such an ox."

"Back when I married my sister-in-law, I told you—she listens to you in everything. But look at now—she hasn't even done anything yet, and you're already afraid."

The Ox Demon King glared at the Peng Demon King and said: "You don't understand—I'm just a good man who cares for his family!"

"Once Old Niu awakens a second divine ability, I will definitely go fetch my wife and let her taste this heavenly delicacy."

Upon hearing this, the Peng Demon King's eyes darted around, and he teased: "Brother Niu, are you sure you're not bringing my sister-in-law over to help you work?"

Having just said that, the Peng Demon King burst into loud laughter.

Speaking of which, he hasn't returned to the Yao Shi Gong in a long time—his father must surely be worried sick.

As the Peng Demon King stretched his neck, he just happened to see a figure walk in.

Startled, the Peng Demon King jerked upright, hastily sitting straight and turning his head.

"Yang... Yang Jian!" the Peng Demon King exclaimed in surprise.

The Ox Demon King also sharply lifted his head, saw the person, his pupils constricted suddenly, and his whole body went on high alert.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing here!"

The Ox Demon King shouted in a low voice.

Ten years ago, Yang Jian ascended to Great Luo Golden Immortal, slew Ling Ji, and his fame spread far and wide.

Furthermore, due to his upright and unbending character, his hatred of demons as if they were enemies, he was directly listed as one of the most dangerous immortals among the demon race.

"This is the restaurant of my benefactor and senior—why shouldn't I come?" Yang Jian's expression remained calm, with no intention of making a move.

He knows that fighting must be context-appropriate; since these two are staying in this shop, they must have had the senior benefactor's consent.

Indeed, the Ox Demon King shrugged his shoulders, restrained his aura—even if a Holy Person came, what's Yang Jian compared to that?

The guest is the host—this is what Manager Chen once said.

Besides, Manager Chen is profound and unfathomable; anyone causing trouble here would have to behave honestly. This place can truly be said to be the safest, with no equal.

Haven't you seen how even the owner holds Manager Chen in utmost reverence?

"What would you like to eat?" The Ox Demon King stood up, took the menu from the table, and handed it to Yang Jian.

Only then did Yang Jian notice the Ox Demon King wearing a servant's outfit—this is... Xiao Er?!

Does the benefactor senior's shop even employ demon kings as servants?

Truly, vast divine abilities!

Yang Jian felt gratitude, and moreover, arose with reverence.

Taking the menu, he glanced at it and immediately saw the beef noodles written above—last time he tasted this world-shaking delicacy was a full ten years ago.

"I'll have the beef noodles."

As his words fell, Yang Chan, who had been following behind Yang Jian, spoke up: "Brother, you've already eaten beef noodles and awakened one divine ability—

Eating beef noodles again won't allow further awakening; you must change it."

"Awaken divine ability?!"

The Ox Demon King exclaimed: "Yang Jian, you've eaten here before?"

Yang Jian shook his head and said: "It was my younger sister who brought me this ten years ago, and thanks to this bowl of beef noodles, I was able to break through to Great Luo Golden Immortal and awaken a new divine ability."

An immortal and a demon should have clashed upon meeting, yet Yang Jian now feels none of his former aversion toward the demon race—perhaps this shop of the benefactor senior inherently possesses the power to calm the mind and soothe the spirit.

"No way!" The Ox Demon King stared wide-eyed, his expression one of utter disbelief—could this thing actually be greatly beneficial for breaking through cultivation realms?

"Naturally, I would never deceive anyone."

Hearing Yang Jian's words, the Ox Demon King was still somewhat shaken.

Then Yang Jian's breakthrough to Great Luo Golden Immortal and slaying of Ling Ji—fundamentally, wasn't it all thanks to Manager Chen?

Manager Chen is awesome!

A single bowl of noodles directly shattered the balance between Taiyi Golden Immortal and Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Such a thing—only the Yellow Plum, one of the Ten Great Spirit Roots, could possibly achieve this, right?

The Ox Demon King thought to himself.

This is also because he doesn't know about Yang Jian's Great Luo Flower Opening Grade—otherwise, he would have been dazed long ago.

Yang Jian lowered his head, looked at the menu, and upon seeing the first dish name, he pointed with interest: "Then give me this plate of egg fried rice."

After speaking, he passed the menu to Yang Chan, who shook her head, her eyes lighting up, and eagerly said: "I want the fragrant crispy fried chicken."

Last time, she was practically drooling over that stinky dog, yet it didn't give her a single bite—truly, she wasted her good intentions in bringing it along.

Walking familiar paths to the crystal ball, she infused one-tenth of her mana.

Since Yang Chan had already explained things clearly beforehand, Yang Jian also naturally stepped forward, but when he received the feedback information, his whole body felt a bit dazed.

"Brother? What's wrong with you?" Seeing Yang Jian make no movement, Yang Chan asked with concern.

Could it be that my brother's fee is super expensive?

"It actually made me pay a drop of Heavenly Eye's tear." Yang Jian looked a bit dazed.

"Ah?!" Yang Chan was also dazed, can it even be done like this?

Yang Jian's face also showed a hint of helplessness: "But how can I cry?"

Don't even mention that the Heavenly Eye itself is something that can't produce tears; even if it could, emotional cultivation would still be needed.

The Ox Demon King furrowed his brow and also helped Yang Jian think it over, saying: "Since Yang Jian, you normally can't cry, then try thinking of some happy things— isn't there a phrase called 'joy to the point of tears'?"

As the mount of a Holy Person, the Ox Demon King said he was an old cultured person.

Yang Jian nodded, this wasn't a bad idea.

So, he began to think of some happy things.

Upon ascending to Great Luo Golden Immortal and reuniting with his mother, Yang Jian's main thought was his mother's resurrection.

Finally, this iron-blooded man, in such a humiliating situation, cried out—but when Yang Jian reached out and touched, his whole self felt off.

This was his own crying, yet his Heavenly Eye didn't retain a single drop— this is too difficult, right?!

So embarrassing!

"How about throwing a punch at the Heavenly Eye?" The Ox Demon King couldn't help but come up with another idea.

Back then, because he defied the meaning of Bixiao that grandma, he was directly given a black eye, and at that time it hurt so much that tears indeed flowed— not from wanting to cry, but it would tear up on its own.

Exactly, Yang Jian nodded in his heart, looking at the Ox Demon King with a grateful expression— how could he not have thought of that?

Taking a deep breath, making a resolute move, he threw a punch at his own Heavenly Eye.