A small retreat atop a mountain.
Ye Feng and Ning Shuang stayed in the kitchen.
Ye Feng held the Mirror Flower Water Moon in his hand, while Ning Yue held paper and pen.
"Note: This is table number 97, Wednesday, Yangshuo Shangren, Class A table."
"Record: Yucheng Saint Venerable Wednesday, No. 98, Class A table."
"Note: Flying Star Lord, Wednesday, No. 99, Class B table."
"Note: Xu Ziming, Wednesday, No. 100, Class D table."
Ning Shuang scribbled and drew in her notebook, quickly recording what Ye Feng had said.
After the two checked the information again and confirmed that everything was correct, Ye Feng replied to each person who had booked a table number in the Mirror Flower Water Moon backstage.
Master Yangshuo was overjoyed to see Ye Feng's private message; truly, heaven rewards those who persevere!
Yu Cheng Saint Venerable smiled slightly, quite pleased with his own methods.
...
Many people fell into deep thought as they looked at the list Ye Feng had posted on the Mirror Flower Water Moon.
Aren't those last few people on the list the ones who were the most vocal about not going that night?
Good grief, it's one thing to use this ridiculous tactic once or twice, but to do it like this for such a big deal is just going too far.
It's not that those who didn't get a table reservation are willing to easily trust others.
Those people are absolutely right!
What is the current status of the Shushan Sword Sect?
That's a near-invincible sect!
Even if two Mahayana Realm cultivators ascend, does that mean the Shu Mountain Sword Sect is truly without talent?
Anyone who dares to come looking for trouble at this time must be quite powerful.
Our sect isn't invincible, so who would dare to wade into this mess?
I never expected those few scoundrels would actually dare to do it!
"These shameless bastards, they'll do anything to get a table number!"
"Oh well, there's nothing I can do. What they said is the truth. To be honest, I don't have the guts to go at this time, otherwise I would have already made a reservation."
“My sect is not far from the Guiyi Sect. I heard that they have been quiet for the past two days.”
"What are you saying if there's no movement?"
"A first-rate sect has been silent for two days. What do you think that means?"
"Hiss... It's terrifying to think about."
"It seems that our top-tier sect, the Sun Sect, is also making some moves."
"Even the top-tier sects here..."
...
Ye Feng, gazing at the seemingly unreliable information within the illusory world, fell into deep thought.
In the entertainment industry, what you think is just a rumor often turns out to be absolutely true.
Is this an exception?
I'm afraid there are more than just these leaked reports about those who have taken action!
He couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.
On the first day, the place was bustling with activity. The mountaintop cottage had gathered so many people for the first time, and the scene was unusually lively.
Nothing happened; all was well.
The next day, business was still booming, and nothing happened again.
On the third day, just as the table was set up, a large patch of dark clouds completely enveloped the Shushan Sword Sect.
All the major formations of the Shushan Sword Sect were activated. Apart from Ye Feng and his kitchen helper disciples who were staying at the mountain peak, all the elders and disciples had arrived at the mountain gate.
A chilling aura enveloped the entire Shu Mountain.
A deep, hoarse voice echoed from within the dark clouds: "Today we are settling our personal feud with the Shu Mountain Sword Sect. We ask that you, fellow Daoists, do us a favor and refrain from taking action. If we have caused any disturbance, we will certainly come to apologize in person in the future."
His voice was hoarse and extremely harsh.
Those who were enjoying their meal at the mountaintop retreat suddenly felt a sense of pressure.
The pressure from someone at the high level of the Mahayana realm!
Some of the people in the private rooms exchanged glances and then quietly got up and left.
The Ice Phoenix Witch frowned, wanting to speak but forcibly holding back.
Even with the strength of the Blood Demon Sect, this situation was truly unbearable; she couldn't afford to cause such a huge problem for the sect.
Just as the dark cloud was about to engulf us, a slightly dejected voice rang out:
"Personal grudges are personal grudges, I don't care, but I'm in the mood to eat today. If you dare to make a move before I finish eating, I don't mind dragging you to fight in outer space."
hiss……
Are there really people so stubborn as to wade into muddy waters?
The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure riding a donkey and wearing a Taoist robe.
The figure lay on the back of a donkey, a blade of grass dangling from its mouth.
Ye Feng recognized the person who spoke as soon as he saw him.
It was Shi Feixiang, the same Shi Feixiang who had said he wanted to drink good wine.
After a slight pause, the hoarse voice said, "Others may be afraid of you, but I'm not. You insist on getting involved in this mess today, don't you?"
Shi Feixiang didn't even bother to open his eyes.
Lying on the donkey's back, he said, "I told you, I just want to wait for my meal and have no interest in getting involved in this mess. But if you don't let me eat, I don't mind fighting you. Without you in charge, your camp will probably suffer heavy losses."
The hoarse voice fell silent.
After a long pause, he said, "In that case, I'll give you face and wait until you finish your meal."
Shi Feixiang said to Ye Feng, "Chef, hurry up and get moving, there's still a queue here."
Ye Feng chuckled and said, "I'll make it for you now. It seems like none of the diners ahead of me are going to eat. I said okay. If someone leaves voluntarily, I won't refund their deposit."
Shi Feixiang suddenly opened his eyes and said seriously, "I have a problem: I never like to change things that are already set in order. If I'm ranked 95th, then I'll be the 95th person to eat. If anyone asks me to change the order, I'll give them a makeover or a change to their sect."
hiss……
The diners in front couldn't help but gasp.
The one above is not to be trifled with, and the one riding the donkey in front of us is even more dangerous!
Although this one is about the same strength as the one above, you can't beat the one riding the donkey who is barefoot!
Each person is a sect, passed down through generations by a single individual, and the entire sect cannot find a second one.
When someone like that speaks, who would dare to disobey him if they didn't have some power?
The hoarse voice came again, now tinged with anger.
"Don't go too far, you surnamed Shi."
Shi Feixiang opened one eye, glanced at a spot in the dark clouds, and said, "So what if I went too far? Come and bite me if you dare."
"you!"
"boom!"
A muffled thunderous sound came from the dark clouds, but it quickly subsided.
"snort!"
With a snort, the hoarse voice fell silent.
By now, the diners in front of them would know exactly what to choose.
Those who had already left all obediently returned to their seats.
Ye Feng cupped his hands in greeting to Shi Feixiang and casually tossed a jade bottle over.
Shi Feixiang caught it, uncorked it, and took a sip.
"Hahaha, you're quite something, kid. I like it. But even so, I can't get involved in your sect's calamity today, and I don't want to get involved in that old man's troubles either."
Ye Feng chuckled and said, "It's alright, guests, just enjoy your meal. If you think my cooking is delicious, just say so. That would be the greatest help you can give me."
Without pausing after speaking, Ye Feng turned around and went into the kitchen to get busy.
The diners ate very quickly.
Even with Ye Feng's cooking skills, most people find it bland and unappetizing.
After quickly finishing their meal, they flew out of the private room.
30 tables.
40 tables.
50 tables.
...
95 tables!
After finishing his meal, Shi Feixiang couldn't help but exclaim, "Such exquisite food is truly the best I've ever seen in my life. It would be such a pity if I could only eat it once."
As if he had made up his mind, Shi Feixiang shouted to the sky, "Old dog Huo, I don't care about your business with the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, but I want to protect this cook. What do you think?"
With a hoarse snort, he said, "Don't push your luck just because I'm giving you face. Today, I'm determined to destroy the Shu Mountain Sword Sect. I won't even let a mosquito go! Although I can't do anything to you in this realm, think about your master in the upper realm."
Shi Feixiang remained silent, and finally sighed.
This is a treacherous lineage with only one disciple!
Shi Feixiang gave Ye Feng a helpless look and rode his donkey to the side.
The Ice Phoenix Witch couldn't help but send a telepathic message to Ye Feng: "I'm sorry."
Upon hearing the telepathic message, Ye Feng suddenly began to look at this fake mature woman with new respect.
The fact that the other person could say such a thing at this time shows that they are indeed a person of strong emotions.
Ye Feng didn't send a telepathic message; he simply looked at the sky and gently shook his head.
At that moment, the dark clouds in the sky began to press down relentlessly.
10,000 meters.
km.
Yun Zhongzi and Jian Chen appeared beside Ye Feng, their faces filled with inquiry and worry.
"Junior brother, if all else fails, we will fight to the death to carve out a bloody path for you."
“Nephew, the opponent is a Supreme Being. If you are not absolutely certain of victory, you should leave now. With you here, the Shushan Sword Sect will not perish.”
Ye Feng waved his hand, stepped forward, and asked with a light smile to the group of diners who had stepped aside:
"Dear customers, is today's meal delicious?"
"Perfect! The best I've ever seen."
"tasty."
The first to respond was still Shi Feixiang.
The other one to speak up was surprisingly the Ice Phoenix Witch.
Then, some other sounds rang out.
"tasty."
"tasty."
"Absolutely delicious."
...
Ye Feng laughed heartily.
He stepped forward, blocking the way for all the disciples of Mount Shu.
He summoned his natal flying swords, Han Guang and Ju Que.
The giant sword floated behind him, while Han Guang held it in his hand.
Looking at Ye Feng's not-so-broad back, the disciples felt as if he were the most majestic mountain!
The dark clouds were less than a hundred meters high, and various magical treasures and techniques had already begun to rain down from them.
Hold the light horizontally in your right hand and raise it to your eyes, while flick your left fingers lightly.
A high-pitched sword cry, like a dragon's roar, resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
"Gentlemen, listen to the sound of swords."
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