A moment later.
Having deeply realized his mistake, the young man in brocade had changed into rough cloth garments and was forced to run back and forth with bowls of noodles in hand, smiling all the while.
The other black-robed men were outside drumming up customers.
The old Golden Core cultivator was among them as well.
They had reined in all their arrogance and viciousness, honestly calling out to draw in customers.
Great sect cultivators would eat anything but a loss.
If a Golden Core tried to throw his weight around as a senior before people like them, a real senior would probably arrive before long.
At the stall.
Li Ye sat at a table with the two fellow Daoists. Before each of them was an enormous bowl of extra-large beef noodles, piled so high with beef it nearly overflowed.
The three looked at one another, then all burst out laughing at once.
"This owner is quite honest."
"The noodles are delicious. The more, the better."
None of them followed any rule about not speaking while eating. They chatted as they ate.
After a brief conversation, the three had learned a little about one another.
These two were from the Bitter Journey Academy and Poverty Observation Mountain in the Central Domain. Their sects were roughly on equal footing with the Four Seasons Sect. They had come here to seek the opportunity to form their Golden Cores and gain experience through travel.
Fellow Daoist Zhu looked cold and aloof, but after growing somewhat familiar, he could not help complaining, "I calculated that my opportunity to achieve Golden Core lay here, along with some omen of Heavenly Collapse.
I'm starting to think I calculated it wrong myself!"
Uh...
Li Ye did not know how to respond either. Heavenly Collapse? If a disaster