Chapter 35: Chapter 33: Doesn’t Your Conscience Hurt?

Upon entering the restaurant and seeing the empty hall, Mo Qi suddenly slapped his thigh.

’How could I be so stupid? Why throw them down the mountain? I should have made them come in and spend some money!’

At this thought, Mo Qi hurried back outside. But in that short moment, less than ten breaths’ time, Liu Hui had already broken the limbs of the more than ten challengers, smashing their teeth to a pulp.

The white-robed youth, who had been the most arrogant of the bunch, was beaten to a bloody pulp and screamed incessantly.

The transformed Liu Hui was covered in golden scales. Thick Dragon Energy coiled around him, and he exuded an incredibly noble aura, carrying himself with an air of contempt for all creation.

The white-robed youth dangled from one of his hands, his face a mask of terror.

"Ah! What kind of monster are you? How can you be so strong!"

Liu Hui was clearly only at the Refining God First Heaven of cultivation, yet he had effortlessly swept through their group of more than ten people and subdued him, a Refining God Fifth Heaven cultivator, in a single move.

The white-robed youth found this impossible to accept.

On the day Mo Qi and Wang Hao dueled, the onlookers were mostly Outer Sect and Inner Sect Disciples. As veteran Elite Disciples, the white-robed youth and his group hadn’t gone to watch.

If they had known that a group of powerful figures had thrown their reputations to the wind and gotten into a massive brawl over Liu Hui, perhaps they wouldn’t have been so reckless.

"My Lord, do you have any further instructions?" Liu Hui asked in confusion, seeing Mo Qi return.

Mo Qi sighed in disappointment. ’A step too late.’

"Liu Hui, if anyone comes looking for trouble in the future, remember one thing: before you throw them down the mountain, you must ’invite’ them in for a casual meal. Understand?"

Mo Qi put special emphasis on the word "invite."

Liu Hui caught on immediately and nodded with delight.

"Then what about these gentlemen?"

"Forget about them. Their mouths are already smashed to bits. Just toss them."

Without another word, Liu Hui grabbed them one by one and tossed the dozen or so people from the mountaintop.

At the foot of the mountain, the dozen or so bodies landed in a heap like a human pyramid, with the white-robed youth pinned at the very bottom.

"Get off me! You’re crushing me!"

However, with all their limbs broken, none of them could muster any strength. Though they struggled desperately to move, they always ended up right back where they started.

The pile of bodies swayed and wobbled, up and down, left and right.

The white-robed youth’s injuries were already the most severe. After all this jostling, he was overcome with such a fit of rage that he spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out cold.

Before he passed out, he had only one thought.

’Mo Qi, you just wait! This isn’t over between us!’

What he didn’t know was that many more disciples would soon arrive with the same goal, only to meet an even more miserable fate.

...

In front of the "Uncle Niu’s Kitchen God" sign, Chen Liang and Liu Hui stood in a standoff.

"Get Mo Qi out here!" Chen Liang said coldly. He wore a black robe, and his long black hair flowed freely in the wind. Combined with his stern features, he had a somewhat roguish look.

"Are you here to eat or to cause trouble?" Liu Hui asked.

"Eat?" Chen Liang looked completely dumbfounded, feeling as if they weren’t on the same wavelength at all.

’Are we close? Who would want to eat with you?’

However, Chen Liang would soon find out exactly what Liu Hui meant by "eat."

"Make Mo Qi come out! I want to fight him!"

"So, you are here to cause trouble, then?" Liu Hui rubbed his hands together, his face alight with excitement.

While fighting the white-robed youth and his group, Liu Hui had discovered that the speed at which his Dantian was digesting the Earth Dragon Demon Beast Core had increased.

In other words, combat made him stronger.

Chen Liang was stunned again. ’What’s wrong with this guy? Why is he so happy about me causing trouble?’

"You could say that," Chen Liang nodded. He was at the Refining God Fourth Heaven of cultivation and was confident he could defeat Mo Qi.

"Then there’s no problem," Liu Hui smirked. He took a single step forward, his hand morphing into a Dragon Claw as he swiped at Chen Liang.

Chen Liang curled his lip in disdain. Liu Hui was merely at Refining God First Heaven; he could subdue him with a single finger.

However, as the Dragon Claw approached, warning bells screamed in Chen Liang’s mind, and he had a terrible premonition.

’Danger! Extreme danger!’

He instinctively activated all the Spiritual Power in his Sea of Consciousness, using the Power of Heaven and Earth to its fullest to condense a Shield in front of him.

SHHHRIP!

The sharpness of the Dragon Claw far exceeded Chen Liang’s imagination. It effortlessly tore through his defense, and a single swipe slammed him into the ground.

Chen Liang’s face went pale with shock. Although that strike hadn’t injured him, he could feel the terrifying power contained within the Dragon Claw.

Liu Hui had held back!

"Who in the world are you? What was that Martial Technique? Why are you so strong?!"

A Refining God First Heaven had single-handedly beaten him, a Refining God Fourth Heaven, into submission. With such terrifying combat power and talent, Chen Liang absolutely refused to believe Liu Hui was merely Mo Qi’s subordinate.

Liu Hui’s smile vanished, and his expression once again became cold and haughty.

"Follow me inside and eat."

’Huh? What kind of plot twist is this?’

Chen Liang couldn’t help but touch his own forehead. ’I don’t have a fever.’

He pinched himself. It hurt. ’Not a dream.’

"What are you dawdling for? I told you to come inside and eat, can’t you hear me?" Liu Hui frowned, and his powerful aura, bolstered by his Dragon Energy, erupted. The pressure made Chen Liang’s face turn pale, and he gasped for breath.

’He’s too powerful!’

Yielding to Liu Hui’s tyrannical might, Chen Liang obediently followed him into the restaurant.

"Menu’s on the wall. See for yourself."

The restaurant’s interior was very simple, one might even call it spartan.

There were hardly any decorations, and the tables and chairs were all ordinary.

Its only redeeming quality was that it was clean and tidy.

Chen Liang glanced around, his gaze finally landing on the wall where the menu was written.

One look was all it took to make Chen Liang so shocked he almost bit his tongue.

There were only three dishes and one soup in total.

1. Purple Bamboo Golden Fragrant Rice

2. Essence Qi Strength Pill

3. Top-Grade Big Mess

4. Spiritual Chrysanthemum Hot and Sour Soup

(All Medicinal Cuisine is priced at 100 contribution points. Payment can be made with one Third-Level Spirit Medicine or ten Second-Level Spirit Medicines instead.)

’I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but don’t you try to fool me!’

’Aside from the Purple Bamboo Golden Fragrant Rice, which sounded somewhat normal, were the other three—Essence Qi Strength Pill, Top-Grade Big Mess, and Spiritual Chrysanthemum Hot and Sour Soup—for real? What in the world did they have to do with Medicinal Cuisine?!’

’And they cost one hundred contribution points!’

’Don’t you have a conscience?’

’As an Elite Disciple, working my butt off for a whole year, I only earn about five hundred contribution points on average.’

’And you just slap the ’Medicinal Cuisine’ label on some random dish and sell it for a hundred contribution points?!’

"Um, I’m not actually that hungry," Chen Liang said, tactfully trying to decline.

Liu Hui glared at him. "Not particularly hungry still means you’re hungry, doesn’t it?"

"Er... I..."

Chen Liang tried to say more, but Liu Hui cut him off. "Enough nonsense. Hurry up and order. What, are you looking down on me?"

"No, no, no!"

Seeing that Liu Hui was about to fly into a rage, Chen Liang waved his hands frantically. He wanted to cry.

’By now, how could he not understand what Liu Hui was doing? This was blatant extortion!’

’Why did I have to be so impulsive? Why did I have to be the one to stick my neck out? Couldn’t I have just waited for someone else to go first?’

’It was too late for regrets.’

Under Liu Hui’s scorching glare, Chen Liang gritted his teeth. "I’ll have one Purple Bamboo Golden Fragrant Rice."

"One Purple Bamboo Golden Fragrant Rice!" Liu Hui called out, then turned his gaze back to Chen Liang.

"Anything else?"

"No, no, no, that’s all! I have a small appetite. One serving of rice is plenty," Chen Liang said, sweating profusely. ’He’s not going to force me to order something else, is he?’