Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 108—I'm going straight to the feast!

"Oh no, why are you suddenly making personal attacks?!" Zhang Peng angrily retorted, "What a chattering old crow!"

"Pah, you shorty!" Wuyun retorted defiantly.

The two started bickering back and forth, making Qian Lingyun's delicate body tremble. She exclaimed in shock, "This is outrageous! Are all Title Douluos like this these days?!"

Thinking about it, a mischievous glint flashed across Qian Lingyun's face. She took a deep breath and shouted, "Are you guys still going to eat?"

"Yes!" they both shouted in unison, then turned to look at each other and said, "We'll kill you after we finish eating!" x2

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The restaurant's decor is unremarkable, merely average, but it's incredibly popular, with people queuing up outside.

Seeing this, Qian Lingyun couldn't help but glance at Wuyun again and laughed, "I didn't realize the Eighth Elder was such a gourmet!"

"Of course, Lao Ba can't do anything but eat!" Zhang Peng said with his arms crossed, seemingly very happy that he had just pierced through the dark clouds.

But Wu Yun didn't argue with Zhang Peng, nor did he wait in line. He pulled Qian Lingyun along and strode inside, ordering the owner at the counter, "Young Master Wang, open my private room here! Three of you!"

"Alright, Mr. Wu, you brought your family with you today!? The usual?" Upon seeing the newcomer, the boss stood up and bowed obsequiously to Wu Yun.

"No, I don't think Miss will like my usual menu. Today, I'll serve dishes from menu number three." Wu Yun hesitated for a moment before ordering, then gestured for the owner to lead the way.

"Alright, this way please, the three of you." With that, the boss took out a bronze key from the drawer, scurried to the door of a private room, and opened the door for Qian Lingyun and the other two.

"Wow, you seem to be a regular customer! Not only do you have private rooms, but you even have several menus," Qian Lingyun exclaimed, peeking into the interior decoration.

"Yes, this restaurant is under my name, so naturally it has some privileges." Wu Yun casually pulled a bottle of old wine from the cabinet, glanced at the contents of the bottle, then opened it and chugged it down. "Phew, that feels good, I feel alive again!"

Wuyun let out a burp, then sprawled out in his chair and dozed off.

Before long, the waiter brought over the third dish that Wuyun had ordered.

"Mr. Wu, it's been a long time since you've been here! Please try this. Our chef specially selected a king squid from the freshly arrived ingredients for you," the waiter said warmly as he placed the food down.

"Okay, thank him for me." Wu Yun chuckled, casually placed the wine bottle at his feet, picked up the small knife stuck in the squid's body, and began to cut it.

"Please wait a moment, the other dishes are more complicated to prepare and will be served in a while," the waiter said apologetically to Qian Lingyun and Zhang Peng in a low voice.

"It's alright, I'm not that hungry," Qian Lingyun waved her hand dismissively. The waiter tactfully left. Watching Wu Yun devour his food, Qian Lingyun asked in surprise, "Is this stuff really edible?"

"Of course! This stuff is extremely cold in nature, and it doesn't look appetizing, but it really suits my taste! You know, out of all the restaurants in the entire Ming Dynasty, only this place sells it!"

As he spoke, Wu Yun laughed again: "Ever since I was hunted down back then, I've come to understand that in a person's life, ten years are spent in youth and ten years in old age. Even if you become a Title Douluo and live for several more decades, what difference does it make? When you reach old age, you will still die."

"So! I want to enjoy myself to the fullest before I die, so that even if I die one day, I won't have any regrets." As he spoke, he began to eat heartily, taking sips of wine and bites of meat.

"You seem to have a very clear understanding of life," Qian Lingyun said thoughtfully, glancing at the dark clouds for a while, her eyes drooping as if lost in thought.

"This isn't insight, it's helplessness," Zhang Peng explained lazily, lying in his chair. "We evil soul masters are like rats in the street, unwelcome everywhere. Living for the moment is just to avoid having too many regrets."

After a while, the other dishes were brought in one by one, filling the table to the brim.

Most of the dishes were made from spirit beasts, with a small portion consisting of meat from ordinary animals. Eating roasted meat and drinking a little wine was indeed very comfortable.

The appetite of a titled Douluo is terrifying. A large table of dishes was quickly devoured. Zhang Peng comfortably took out a bottle of old wine from the wine cabinet and imitated Wu Yun by chugging it straight from the bottle. He exhaled a breath of stale air with a happy expression and lay on the table, smiling at Qian Lingyun.

After a long pause, he finally spoke slowly:

"The Holy Maiden is truly blessed! The Supreme Master, Elder Long, the Master, and a group of elders take turns guiding her cultivation. Such a blessing is something many people could only dream of for several lifetimes."

"Hmm! Grandmother taught me... very diligently..." Qian Lingyun's lips twitched, as if she was thinking of some unpleasant memories. After much deliberation, she finally managed to utter the word with difficulty.

"Hahaha, the Supreme Master is the strongest in our Holy Spirit Sect, with few rivals in the world. Her teachings are naturally different from ordinary people. On the contrary, the Holy Maiden's cultivation speed has left this old man speechless!" Zhang Peng smiled slightly, playing with amusement: "I'm afraid the Supreme Master has already found a suitable soul ring for the Holy Maiden, just waiting for her to speak!"

"Ahem, Elder Zhang, you're too kind. There's no rush with spirit rings." Qian Lingyun touched her cheek expressionlessly, thinking to herself: [With that precious darling from Star Luo City around, why should I be in a hurry for spirit rings! But... the Spirit Master Competition should be coming up soon, right?]

Thinking about it, Qian Lingyun raised her head, staring curiously into her large, dark red eyes, and asked, "By the way... isn't the All-Continent Soul Master Tournament about to start?!"

"Hmm, it should be about a month from now!" Wu Yun pondered for a moment, then glanced at Qian Lingyun and smiled, "What, does the Holy Maiden want to go and take a look?"

"Yes, I heard that all the genius young soul masters in the entire Douluo Continent are going back to compete. I also want to go and broaden my horizons!" Qian Lingyun nodded in agreement.

"Anyway, it's always Shrek Academy winning, it hasn't changed in thousands of years, what's so interesting about it?" Wu Yun curled his lip in disdain, seemingly having some aversion to this kind of competition.

"Hahaha, old crow, you're overthinking it. In my opinion, the Holy Maiden's trip to broaden her horizons is just a pretense; her real purpose is to find some talented young men!" Zhang Peng chuckled, his forehead furrowing. He touched his nose and said mischievously.

"To be honest, all those geniuses are nothing compared to your talent—a sixth-ringed prodigy at thirteen! But if you really want to see, just go. What vibrant young woman spends all her time holed up in an underground palace? Hahahaha!"

"Haha, that's right. Young people should go out and explore, gain experience and broaden their horizons. What's so fun about staying in the old house like a mummy in an underground palace!"

As they spoke, Zhang Peng and Wu Yun burst into laughter. Zhang Peng even thoughtfully took out his communication soul tool and contacted his subordinates: "Go, go to Xingluo City and buy the tickets for the Soul Master Competition. Buy several sets, and also buy a hotel. The Holy Maiden is coming to watch the competition next month. Yes, that's right."

(End of this chapter)