"No, I told you, I can't lie," Pan Yun said. "I'm really inviting a very, very, very senior elder to a meal."
Two round little heads poked out again. "Martial Uncle, our cafeteria's cooking is actually quite good."
"Go on, get out of here!" The old Daoist waved them off, but in the end, he still agreed.
Pan Yun told them to make more meat.
"As cultivators, how can you be picky eaters? Meat should be eaten in moderation."
Pan Yun said, "This senior elder hasn't eaten for years. He just likes meat."
Because Pan Yun had paid so much, the cafeteria prepared many kinds of meat dishes, some rustic and some exquisite.
Over the course of one night, the entire academy was filled with the scent of meat.
The students locked in their classrooms smelled it and began looking forward to lunch with eager anticipation.
They had also received word and knew the overall situation had been decided. Senior Brother would succeed as the True Person of the Celestial Master's Mansion.
"Are they going to release us?"
"With the whole academy smelling like meat, could this be a celebration?"
"So high-profile? Isn't that a little carried away? Senior Brother doesn't seem like that sort of person."
"What do you mean, carried away? Senior Brother becoming True Person is good news. What's wrong with celebrating?"
"But there are two layers of mourning, national mourning and family mourning. How can Senior Brother do this?"
"It has already been three months since the late Emperor passed away. Grand Ancestor High Emperor did not wish the national mourning period to be so long that it affected the people's livelihoods, so he only required three months of national mourning. It ended long ago."
"But there's still family mourning. Surely the three-year mourning period must