Chapter 447: Food Is Heaven

Chapter 447: Food Is Heaven

“It was a joke. It’s already a miracle you managed to survive considering the circumstances.” Hong Jianglong sighed.

“You’re a great man, my lord.” Ye Qing paid the Pacification Commissioner a compliment.

“Are you sure you want to spend your energy licking my boots?” Hong Jianglong snorted. “Anyway, it’s going to take between ten to fifteen days to treat your injuries. Moreover, it’s imperative that they are treated as soon as possible, or the sequelae will haunt you for a very, very long time. It’s unfortunate, but I think your journey in the Hidden Dragon Meet ends here.”

“It’s fine. I’m satisfied with just being a quarter finalist.” Ye Qing smiled. He was already planning to throw in the towel after killing Zhao Lan anyway. The fact that Zhao Lan went super saiyan on him just made things easier. He preferred keeping a low profile much more than the opposite.

“Hmph! A young man shouldn’t be this unambitious! You disappoint me!” Hong Jianglong ranted.

“Hehe—cough! Cough!” Ye Qing spat out bloody spittle before saying, “By the way, and I apologize for my rudeness, but can you move as we speak, my lord? I’m seriously gonna die if you keep standing here and doing nothing!”

“Hah! The good die young, and the bad lives forever. Seeing how talkative you are, I’m certain you’ll live for another thousand years!” Hong Jianglong sneered.

Ye Qing: “...” Cursing a patient is bad form, bud.

......

The duel between Ye Qing and Zhao Lan spread like wildfire throughout Tian Yong in just a matter of days, and everyone was talking about the Qing Emperor Junior.

Some people praised that Zhuo Henshui and Ye Qing were once-in-a-century geniuses. Rare even among the geniuses of the Hidden Dragon Meet, they were expected to surpass the likes of Yang Zhao and Jian Wusheng in terms of accomplishments very soon.

Their expectations were well justified. Zhuo Henshui, a late-stage Spirit Purifier, had fought the the late-stage Spirit Master in a one-on-one duel and defeated him resoundingly, whereas Ye Qing, also a late-stage Spirit Purifier, had killed Zhao Lan after he consumed the Hanba’s blood essence and temporarily gained the power of a Half-Step Grandmaster.

Since ancient times, everyone loved a good the-weak-defeat-the-strong story, much less two of them.

Unfortunately, Ye Qing’s injuries were too severe to continue participating in the Hidden Dragon Meet after his battle with Zhao Lan. This disappointed many of his supporters.

Since Ye Qing had forfeited the tournament, Zhuo Henshui automatically became the champion of the winners group. This made her one of, if not the luckiest Hidden Dragon Meet participant to date.

Several days later, the rankings in the losers group were decided as well.

Zhao Bu’er was pit against Wen Xiaonuan. Since Wen Xiaonuan won, Zhao Bu’er was ranked at the eighth place, and Wen Xiaonuan the seventh place.

The fifth and sixth place should’ve been decided by the battle between the loser of the winners group and the winner of the winners group. However, Xu Rulin and Ye Qing both had to forfeit the tournament due to severe injuries, and Zhao Lan was straight up dead. As a result, Yang Zhao and Jian Wusheng advanced to the next round by default.

Based on the participants’ performance and when they were eliminated from the tournament, it was decided that Xu Rulin was the sixth place, Zhao Lan was the fifth, and Ye Qing the fourth.

Although Zhao Lan died, his name wasn’t removed from the ranking list. This was a rule the Hidden Dragon Meet had been practicing since a long time ago.

Of course, none of this concerned Ye Qing’s group at all. Today, they were here to feast.

“I don’t know, and I don’t care,” Ye Qing answered while lying lazily against his chair. “I don’t have a stake in this, so why would I care?”

“But I did, so please?” Gao Ningan urged.

Instead of answering his question, Ye Qing looked at Gao Ningan and asked, “Who did you place your bets on?”

“Zhuo Henshui, of course!” Gao Ningan replied.

Ye Qing raised an eyebrow. “Of course, he says. If you’re so sure, then why even ask for my opinion?”

Gao Ningan replied matter-of-factly, “It’s because I’m not entirely confident in my insight, duh! You’re a much better warrior than me, so your insight is more trustworthy than my own. So? Who do you think is gonna win?”

Ye Qing mulled it over seriously before answering, “I think Zhuo Henshui would win as well.”

“And why’s that?” Chu Nianjiu asked.

“It’s just a feeling.” Ye Qing explained, “It’s been several years since Yang Zhao entered the Human Champions Ranking, and everyone has more or less figured out his abilities. On the other hand, Zhuo Henshui was a nobody until she had a meteoric rise to fame. No one knows how strong she is or what her abilities are, but one thing for certain, she’s kicked the ass of a late-stage Spirit Master before. With that in mind, I believe Zhuo Henshui has a better chance of becoming the champion.”

“Yes, I think so too.” Lin Yuhuai also nodded in agreement. “Yang Zhao has been famous for a long time, but I never heard that he was strong enough to take down a late-stage Spirit Master. On the other hand, Zhuo Henshui defeated Lu Youwang fair and square, so I think Zhuo Henshui had a bigger chance of winning as well.”

“I’m glad to hear that!” Gao Ningan patted his chest. “When I get back, I’m gonna bet every coin in my secret stash on Zhuo Henshui. If she wins, I’ll have enough money to marry not one, not two, but three concubines at the very least!”

Ye Qing rolled his eyes at Gao Ningan before shooting him down mercilessly, “Why don’t you start by getting a girlfriend before you dream about getting a concubine, virgin.”

Gao Ningan: “...” You didn’t need to stab me in the heart like that.

“Apologies for the wait, customers, but your food has arrived.”

While they were speaking, a man wearing a fiery red robe came over with a large tray. It was one of the waiters of Food Is Heaven. The word “Food” surrounded by a circle sewn to the center of the robe. It was a design unique to the waiters of Food Is Heaven.

The large tray was square-shaped and absolutely massive. It was filled with several different dishes.

The waiter was moving quite quickly, but his hand was perfectly stable. Not a drop of oil had spilled out of the containers. Clearly, the waiters of Food Is Heaven possessed a certain level of cultivation.

“Bathing Beauty, simmer-fried koi, Blooming Wealth, Everlaughing and Where Goes The Soul. That’s everything you ordered, am I right?” The waiter recited.

Most of the dishes had a wonderful, poetic name, but the appearance of the dishes... Well, they were unique to say the least.