A waiter carefully led the way for the three. He could clearly sense the aura of "martial artists" emanating from them, and they were quite fierce martial artists, the kind who could easily twist his head off.
These three were two inner disciples and one steward of the Tai'a Sword Sect. The two disciples were both middle-ranked sixth-grade martial artists, while the middle-aged woman was a high-ranked third-grade martial artist. More than ten years ago, her right leg was eroded by the old poison of Hanshan, and the poison had penetrated into her bone marrow and was difficult to eradicate.
But today she smelled a strange fragrance, which made her mouth water. She also felt the fragrance enter her abdomen through her nasal cavity and travel through her abdominal meridians to her right leg, which had been poisoned for ten years.
The middle part of my right leg, which used to ache terribly every time the moon was full, suddenly felt a strange itch. The faint pain that hadn't yet manifested seemed to be relieved by this itch, and even seemed to be waning a little!
The middle-aged woman's eyes suddenly sharpened, as if shooting out two sword beams. Even the waiter in front of her was startled and felt a pain in his back, but the stinging sensation disappeared in an instant, as if it were just an illusion.
The middle-aged woman's gaze was sharp as a sword. After smelling that strange fragrance and feeling the reaction in her right leg, she instantly locked her eyes on you by the window and the three dishes.
"Sir, our green pepper beef, braised chicken, and 'King of Soup' are here too!"
The middle-aged woman watched as the waiter placed three dishes on your table. She saw you reach out and brush your hand over the dishes, as if starlight were falling on them. In an instant, the three ordinary dishes became vibrant and delicious!
An extreme greed suddenly erupted in her eyes.
As long as she eats a few bites of those enhanced foods, her injuries will surely improve greatly!
She could even directly seize those top-grade medicinal treasures you've used for emphasis! Looking towards the First Grade realm, she could even become a "Martial King of Heaven and Earth"!
As for the even higher level of God-Demon Martial Emperor... that was beyond her imagination.
The middle-aged woman swallowed hard and remained motionless at the top of the stairs on the third floor for a long time, which puzzled the two disciples beside her. They then followed her gaze to where Yun Shou was.
The middle-aged woman was torn. She wasn't sure if Yun Shou was a god or a top-tier figure like a reclusive martial emperor, or if he was just a lucky nobody who had stumbled upon a super treasure.
But even the lowest of the low, if he sprinkles that kind of treasure on his food every day and practices casually, he can become a master of the upper third rank or even the upper first rank.
She observed carefully, trying to glean something from Yun Shou and the three thugs opposite him.
The most important thing in navigating the world is to be "steady"!
In particular, the strong in this martial arts world can split mountains and break peaks, unlike the ordinary martial artists in martial arts movies who can be ambushed and killed by ordinary people. When facing a true strong person, the weak cannot break through the defense even if they try their best!
"That kid who reached out and sprinkled the spiritual powder didn't look like a martial artist at all. There doesn't seem to be anyone like him among the current Martial Emperors and Martial Kings."
The middle-aged woman thought to herself, "If we were all martial artists within the top three ranks, he would absolutely not be able to conceal the essence, energy, and spirit of a martial artist from me. As for the three people opposite him..."
They all seemed somewhat familiar, especially the man in blue sitting on the outer edge, but upon careful comparison with the powerful figures of the time and some experts from his memory, none of them matched up.
The middle-aged woman hesitated. She was unsure of the strength of the four people at that table and was afraid of provoking a powerful enemy. However, she was unwilling to give up, thinking that the four people were just lucky to have found a precious medicine but didn't know its value.
Just as she was struggling with her decision, a loud voice rang out.
"Oh my god, it smells so good!"
A burly man covered in black hair walked up from downstairs, casually brushed aside a young man blocking his way with his thin, fan-sized hand, and headed straight for Yun Shou's table.
Yun Shou: "..."
The burly man, as thick and muscular as a black bear, reached for the large pork knuckle on the table, but before his massive hand could even get halfway there, Li Qinghe put down his chopsticks and gently pinched one of his carrot-thick fingers.
"Huh?" The burly man's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that in this small city of Lan, there was actually a bold and reckless person who dared to obstruct him, Song Ditian!
The other diners around, including the waiter who brought the dishes, froze on the spot, then retreated repeatedly, even losing their balance and dropping a plate of lotus root on the ground.
"It's over, it's over..."
People around them were talking amongst themselves, and they moved away from their tables and chairs to keep their distance.
"Those young men must be from out of town. Don't they know who the local powerful families are?"
"This is a huge disaster. It's a miracle if any one of them survives!"
"They certainly have an impressive presence..."
"What a load of rubbish! He doesn't have any of the surging spirit and energy of a martial artist. The only thing that's a bit different is that he's tall and strong, but in the end, he's just a brute who's never practiced martial arts!"
Is he an ignorant outsider, or a lunatic?
But none of that matters. The burly man grinned maliciously: "Grandpa is giving you guys face by taking food from you. If you dare to block Grandpa's hand, you don't want to take your dog's life from Grandpa!"
After saying that, he clenched his other hand into a fist. In that instant, violent true energy surged wildly into his left arm and left palm. His already dark and thick left limb swelled up by nearly 30%, making him look like a ferocious beast in human form!
A fifth-rank master, Black-haired Overlord, Song Ditian!
Song Ditian suddenly threw a punch, which, if it landed, would kill even a giant elephant!
And the thin, pale-faced man in blue in front of him, heh heh, he'll probably be blasted into mincemeat, and even the others at the table will be shattered by his broken bones, so that they won't live!
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