Chapter 193: The Bootlicking Immortal Lord Who Wants to Live Off a Woman 59

This was a vow made under the witness of the Heavenly Dao, one that had already been acknowledged by it.

Now, even if they wanted to change it, they couldn’t. They were destined to perish together under the heavens.

Tears rolled uncontrollably down Su Mingyue’s cheeks, big and heavy.

She was utterly overwhelmed.

But Shen Xiuyan panicked, “Mingyue, why are you crying? Shouldn’t you be happy? Just think about it—we get to die together. Isn’t that a beautiful thing?”

“You’re such an idiot,” Su Mingyue couldn’t help but punch him lightly in the chest.

It might be a good thing for her, but for Shen Xiuyan, it absolutely wasn’t.

As the number one cultivator in the Cultivation World, he should have had a long and boundless life ahead of him. To give half of it to her—just thinking about it felt like such a loss.

“I’m not an idiot. This is what I wanted. If you were gone and I was left alone, what would be the point? This is my gift to you. Do you like it?”

“I love it,” Su Mingyue nodded vigorously.

Who wouldn’t love a promise like that?

Down below, the crowd erupted.

Too shocking. It was simply too shocking.

No one had expected the Ancestral Master to go this far. This was a vow made under the Heavenly Dao’s witness—unless he died, it could never be undone.

At that moment, everyone could only regret one thing: not having a daughter to receive such a blessing.

All eyes turned to Su Mingyue, filled with envy.

From this moment on, they fully understood her place in the Ancestral Master’s heart.

It was as if a giant sign hovered above her head: “The Ancestral Master’s true love—the one we must curry favor with!”

Sect Master Xia clapped his hands. “Truly moving. As expected of our Wu Nian Sect’s Ancestral Master. Whether in cultivation or in love, he excels in all.”

The crowd followed his lead and burst into enthusiastic applause.

Sect Master Xia glanced at Shen Xiuyan out of the corner of his eye. When he saw the man finally showing a pleased expression, he knew today’s event had gone just as planned.

In high spirits, he no longer held back.

With a beaming smile, Sect Master Xia announced, “Now, let the banquet officially begin! Wu Nian Sect has prepared a humble meal for everyone. If you don’t mind, please stay and enjoy.”

Normally, at this point, a large portion of the guests would leave.

After all, those with higher cultivation had long since stopped needing food. Staying would just be a waste of time.

But today was different. As soon as those words fell, not a single person left.

Sect Master Xia was a little disappointed by that.

Looks like there’s no saving on costs today.

As he clapped his hands, dish after dish of delicacies flew in.

At first, everyone wore the same bored expression (￣∠￣)ﾉ, clearly uninterested.

But soon, their faces transformed into !!!∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ—so shocked their jaws nearly hit the floor.

If their eyes weren’t deceiving them, these weren’t ordinary dishes. Every fruit and vegetable used was a rare and priceless treasure they couldn’t even dream of obtaining.

And Wu Nian Sect was using them… to cook?!

Was Sect Master Xia out of his mind to do something so foolish?

But judging by his smiling face, he didn’t seem crazy at all.

*Slurp~*

*Gulp~*

The sound of gasping and swallowing filled the air. Sect Master Xia merely smiled, clearly satisfied with their stunned expressions.

The sly old fox even secretly activated a Memory Pearl, recording all their dumbfounded reactions.

He figured he could pull it out later for a good laugh.

As for the cultivators below, they no longer cared whether they looked ridiculous.

At this point, no one was paying attention to anyone else. They eagerly picked up their chopsticks and couldn’t wait to shovel the exquisite dishes into their mouths.

With every bite, their eyes narrowed in bliss.

Mmm, as expected of dishes made from rare spiritual fruits—every mouthful was brimming with Spiritual Energy, nourishing them to the core.

They went from dish to dish, eating nonstop until finally, a fruit platter was brought out.

Each platter contained a whole, pristine fruit, but the number of fruits varied from person to person.

Some had one, others two, and a few even had three.

After a quick comparison, it was clear the distribution was based on status and rank.

The younger disciples, upon seeing the fruit, immediately stashed it into their Storage Bags, layering on several protective seals to show how much they valued it.

The older cultivators were too embarrassed to act so blatantly—it would seem petty.

But there was no way they’d just eat it, either. They’d rather die than let such a treasure go down their throats.

Just one of these could serve as a new Sect-Guarding Treasure.

They had thought giving away their sect’s most valuable offerings was a loss.

But who would’ve thought that in the end, they’d receive something even more precious in return?

They couldn’t help but sigh from the heart—truly, the Ancestral Master was generous to a fault. He wasn’t trying to take advantage of anyone.

Though it might be a little shameless to say so, they secretly hoped there would be more banquets like this in the future…

Because no one was in a hurry to eat the fruit, one impatient person turned to the cultivator next to him and said, “Cultivator Wang Yi, why haven’t you eaten yours yet? Don’t like it? Then give it to me!”

He reached out with a greedy grin, but before he could touch the fruit, Cultivator Wang Yi slapped his hand away.

“Who said I wasn’t going to eat it? You haven’t eaten yours either. Don’t like it? Then give it to me—I’ll help you eat it.”

“Hahaha.” The man scratched his head sheepishly, caught red-handed. “No need, no need. I’ll handle it myself.”

“Tch.” Cultivator Wang Yi rolled his eyes dramatically.

A bunch of old foxes playing ghost stories with each other.

Maybe out of embarrassment, or maybe out of fear that Wang Yi would actually snatch it, the man quickly stored his fruit away.

With someone breaking the ice, the rest followed suit. One by one, they carefully tucked their fruits away.

The cultivators patted their Storage Bags with satisfaction—new Sect Treasures secured.

Up above, a higher-ranked cultivator sneered, “Not a single one with guts. No one dares to eat it. All so petty.”

The person next to him nudged his shoulder. “Oh? You’ve got guts? Why don’t you eat it first?”

“…”

He stared at the fruit in front of him, but still couldn’t bring himself to take a bite.

Just then, a crisp crunching sound echoed in their ears. Someone was actually eating it?!

The two of them turned in disbelief—only to see Elder Su not far away, happily munching on a fruit.

Noticing their stares, Elder Su grinned foolishly and held up the fruit. “Want some? It’s really tasty.”

The two of them shook their heads furiously. “Want some,” he says…

What kind of family is he from, and what kind of families are they?

This sort of thing—they might dare to think about it, maybe even talk big for fun, but if they actually went through with it, they’d be scared half to death.

Elder Su looked at the two of them, their faces filled with fear, and in their eyes, he still saw a trace of clear-eyed foolishness.

Why weren’t they eating?

It’s not like it’s some forbidden fruit from before.

Truly, it’s easy to go from frugal to extravagant. In just two days, Elder Su seemed like a different person.

What could he do? Su Mingyue had only just gotten engaged to Shen Xiuyan a couple of days ago, but he’d already seen all sorts of rare treasures.

Take this fruit, for example—he’d been popping them like candy every day.

After eating them for two days straight, the thrill and excitement he felt the first time had already worn off.

Now, seeing the others hesitate to eat, he actually found it a bit strange.

The fruit tasted amazing, after all.

Sect Master Xia, who had watched the whole scene unfold, was full of envy. Truly, there’s always a higher mountain. Elder Su’s life was something to be jealous of.