Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 1503: Chapter 1483: The Sky Inquiry Tower Members Become Addicted to Nine Heavens Pavilion’s Cuisine (Part 2)

Qianqian silently drank the soup that her grandmother had specially made for her, showing little interest in the hotpot.

He Wenyu accompanied her, though the soup was very delicious and flavorful, not a suffering but rather enjoyable.

Luo Shufan quietly gnawed on ribs, uninterested in the hotpot, where ingredients were scooped out and eaten almost as soon as they were tossed in.

Yann Yao and Huangfu Yihui quietly grilled skewers of meat and vegetables on the side, showing no interest in the hotpot.

Luo Yanhai and Bai Yizhu calmly ate the noodles that Yue Tingyu had dished out, showing no interest in the hotpot.

Luo Xisi and Luo Xihan casually sipped on little drinks and ate cold dishes, enjoying the odd bites taken from the overlooked dishes at the table edge.

Old Master Luo looked at the pot of meat, silently chewing on fruit and vegetable salad. He was resentful! Why after just two sips of wine was he banned from everything greasy by Yue Tingyu above and Luo Qianqian below? What was this about!

Because of your high cholesterol, high blood pressure, and high blood sugar, and you are neglecting your cultivation.

In the mandarin and spicy hotpot, even the peppers used as seasoning were unknowingly fished out and eaten by these eight disciples, and the tomato pot was almost reduced to a simmer...

Yue Tingyu hurriedly scooped a big bowl of tomato broth, watching this group treat the broth as soup to drink, unsure of how to react.

”Grandma, this is super tasty, super amazing.” Wang Mazi kept praising. He hadn’t had this kind of meal before, nor such delicious dipping sauces. Whether veggies, meat slices, or noodles, everything tasted amazing with it!

”It’s good if you enjoy it.” Yue Tingyu was pleased by the compliments, growing more fond of Wang Mazi although she knew he was her granddaughter’s opponent.

Yet she felt these kids were pitiful, seemingly deprived of food, devouring the hotpot like they hadn’t had meat for three years, eyes almost glowing green.

”Fairy Grandma, is there any more?” Looking at the bare dishes, Wang Mazi’s senior brothers chimed in with praises: ”Your cooking is superb, can’t stop eating even after being full.”

Yue Tingyu instinctively glanced at Luo Qianqian, having already laid out all the ingredients on their side...

Qianqian scanned the group, pursing her lips: ”Aren’t you afraid I’d poison the pot and make you all unable to compete, secretly eliminating you?”

”Feed us well before sending us on our way, Sister Shiqi, you’re truly kind.” One of Wang Mazi’s senior brothers eagerly said, eyes gleaming: ”But right now, we’re not full enough to hit the road.”

...Were you all reborn as hungry ghosts?

Resigned, she headed to the kitchen, fetched more ingredients, and served them on platters.

”For you, my grandma tired herself prepping, be grateful!” Boldly slapping the plate onto the table, she crouched aside to continue sipping soup.

Wang Mazi seriously faced Yue Tingyu, after a moment of silence, he quietly pulled out a golden token: ”Grandma, if you need anything, feel free to ask me. I won’t refuse no matter the request.”

Old Master Luo furrowed his brow but before he could speak, Yue Tingyu waved her hand and smiled: ”You’re our granddaughter’s friends, it’s my pleasure to treat you to a meal, don’t be so polite, have more!”

She knew the token might be valuable, but obviously, accepting it would weaken the Nine Heavens Pavilion’s prestige.

Upon seeing Wang Mazi’s action, his six senior brothers widened their eyes, their meat picking slowed, allowing Yang Feng to seize all the meats from the pot.

Yang Feng didn’t care about Wang Mazi’s actions, letting him do as he pleased. Young people should be accountable for their own actions.

”Master Uncle!” Seeing all the meat gone, the six instantly erupted.

Wang Mazi paused, his smile turned a bit more sincere, cheerfully saying: ”The token has no special meaning, just to request me for some tasks. Grandma, don’t be polite, treat me to food more often.”

Yue Tingyu instinctively glanced at Luo Guohui, but he wasn’t looking at her, offering no advice.

She then looked at her sons, who all pointed towards Luo Shufan and Qianqian, so her gaze moved to Luo Shufan...

”Grandma, you could use the token to have Mazi clean wood and pluck chicken feathers or scale fish, I wouldn’t want to do those things.” Qianqian calmly glanced at the token before lowering her head: ”But it’s just a token of thanks, and only if grandma provides good food will it be compelling.”

No need to view it from the sect’s angle, it’s a simple matter.

Furthermore, she didn’t find Sky Inquiry Tower loathsome; they were candid about their profession and meant no harm, their reminder was earnest, befriending also sincere.

Otherwise, Yan would’ve flung a fireball at them long before upon their appearance in the trees.

Yan was inside grumpily eating goodies Qianqian sent in, listening to the merriment outside with a jealous face.

Surely he’s not so unsightly? Why must he hide away?

But then he reconsidered, at least he was lucky, having treats whereas Mo was in full view of others.

And likely, the Blessed Land Cave Heaven people were pestering him now?

”Shiqi’s words make sense.” Wang Mazi looked towards Qianqian’s head, then relaxed into a smile: ”Nothing special, just a token of thanks.”

Qianqian bowed her head, pouting, who believes that?

He Wenyu quietly watched Qianqian, noticing she hadn’t swallowed any soup for a while, utterly helpless; why drink if you couldn’t finish?

”Who!” Suddenly, Wang Mazi looked towards the door, his face stern, the previous smile completely vanished, simultaneously a black dagger appeared from nowhere, held in reverse, his cautious demeanor prompted Old Master Luo to tense as well.

The outside was silent, seemingly nothing, yet the Sky Inquiry Tower’s eight remained stern-faced.

Yang Feng gestured to retreat.

But by then, danger had already vaulted the walls...

Seeing the yard full of people, the intruder hesitated slightly, yet sharp eyes beneath the black mask surveyed before fixating on Qianqian, demanding in a deep voice: ”Antidote!”

”Blessed Land Cave Heaven?” Qianqian remained composed, unflustered.

The intruder didn’t respond, but clearly acquiesced.

”Knowing the extent of my poisons, yet daring to come? Not afraid of adding more injuries to your ranks?” Qianqian nonchalantly eyed the intruder, wearing Yan’s sachet, immune to hundreds of poisons, naturally unafraid of foul play.