I advise you to stop reading those inspirational platitudes and start thinking about why you're all so old and still stuck in this cramped place eating nothing but plain noodles.

"Kid, I advise you to rephrase your words, or this matter won't end well today!"

Upon hearing this, the waiter also lost his temper, rolled up his sleeves and said, "They ordered a whole table of dishes and gave a full spirit crystal, how much did you give them?"

If you expect the same attitude in return, what are people supposed to think? If you want the same attitude, you have to offer equivalent service at a similar price.

Zhang Danfeng was furious: "What a blind fool! He only cares about petty gains. No wonder he can't stand up to anyone."

The waiter retorted sarcastically, "Stop giving your opinions. You two poor wretches, you think you're something special just because you ate a bowl of beef noodles?"

"Are you going to eat or not? If not, get out of here. I have things to do, so I won't argue with you today."

After saying that, he was about to leave.

Hu Guangshan was furious: "You dare to disregard the people of the Heavenly Annihilation Holy Land? I think you're already courting death."

"You've watched too much of the Battle Soul Continent, haven't you? 'The path to death,' are you planning to say something like 'Resurrect, my birdman'? I encounter three cultivators like you with such chuunibyou over the top every month."

He thought he knew a few rudimentary skills and went around showing off, only to have officials come to the woods to collect his body the very next day. At his age, if you want to live a few more years, don't act like a young person.

One should be more down-to-earth in life, lest one grow old and secretly shed tears of regret.

“Old Zhang, he must die today. I can’t swallow this insult. I am a great cultivator of the fourth rank of Nirvana Realm. When have I ever been humiliated like this by a mere ant?”

"Old Hu, calm down. The reputation of the Heavenly Sacred Land is more important than anything else. Don't make too much of a commotion for now. Once we've completed the mission, we'll tear down this tavern."

Seeing the waiter struggling with two old men at the door, Ding Bu'er immediately shouted, "Hey, what are you doing? Why aren't you getting busy? I can't afford to be late and the boss will blame me."

"Master Ding, please calm down. It's not that I'm unwilling to go, but these two strangers from who-knows-where insist on putting on a show here, and I simply can't get away."

Ding Bu'er then noticed the two old men, and immediately stood up with a smile, cupping his hands in greeting, "May I ask what lineage you two fellow Daoists possess?"

Hu Guangshan immediately said, "We are from the Heavenly Absolute Holy Land. We were ordered to leave the sect on an errand and were passing through this place to eat something to fill our stomachs. We didn't expect to encounter this snobbish fellow. We were just planning to kill him to vent our anger."

Ding Bu'er's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward: "So you are a master from the Heavenly Annihilation Holy Land, my apologies for not recognizing you!"

He then said to the waiter, "Go on and get back to your work."

"Yes, Master Ding."

The waiter then rolled his eyes at Hu Guangshan and strode away from the tavern.

Ding Bu'er immediately and warmly welcomed the two to his table: "Esteemed gentlemen, I am Ding Bu'er. Would you do me the honor of hosting a meal for you?"

Seeing Ding Bu'er's fawning attitude, Hu Guangshan and Zhang Danfeng immediately regained the feeling of being admired and respected.

"We originally intended to continue our journey and not want to get entangled in this mundane world any longer, but since you have so kindly invited us, we might as well stay and have a simple meal together."

"Very well, our meeting today can be considered a kind of fate. In the future, I will grant you a great opportunity."

"Thank you, both immortals. Please have a seat."

After everyone was seated, Ding Bu'er immediately had the food served.

Don't let the small size of this restaurant fool you; the dishes here are delicious, visually appealing, and have a unique flavor.

After a few rounds of drinks, Hu and Zhang had become somewhat familiar with Ding Bu'er.

Taking the opportunity, Ding Bu'er filled each of their cups with wine and said with a fawning smile, "I have long heard that the Heavenly Absolute Holy Land is a high-ranking immortal sect of the Xuanmen, ethereal and untraceable. To meet you two immortal lords today is a blessing I have accumulated over many lifetimes."

"But Immortal Lord, why do you, instead of pursuing your studies in the immortal realm, choose to wander among the mortal world?"

Zhang Danfeng downed a mouthful of wine and immediately said, "To be honest, this mission has really put my two junior brothers in a terrible situation. Our Holy Son's wedding is on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month..."

Starting a year ago, we began traveling throughout the Immortal Martial Continent, inviting major dynasties, top-tier sects, and reclusive masters to participate.

But who would have thought that the travel money we brought would be lost two months ago? Otherwise, given our status, we wouldn't be arguing with someone over a bowl of noodles in this little tavern.

In reality, the two of them had been indulging in worldly pleasures and frequenting high-end establishments, so the money they brought with them was naturally insufficient.

In addition, their status as a holy site made them too ashamed to ask for money, so they could only come to this inconspicuous little place to eat some cheap food.

Upon hearing this, Ding Bu'er immediately took out a storage bag from his robes: "Two Immortal Lords, life is full of disappointments, so don't worry about it. Here are five hundred mid-grade spirit stones and some low-grade spirit stones."

This is but a pittance, hardly worthy of your esteemed attention, but I humbly request that you two immortal lords grant me this small token of my appreciation. In the future, when I have achieved great success, I will repay your kindness in return.”

After Ding Bu'er's words and encouragement, the two reluctantly accepted the gift.

After all, they've already made their point; refusing to accept it would be disrespectful.

"Master Ding, is that right? You're a very shrewd person, you deserve to be highly regarded."

"We won't take your spirit stones for nothing. Here's what we'll do: give you a chance. Here's an invitation to the Heavenly Sacred Land on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month to witness the Holy Son's wedding ceremony."