Golden Peng nodded at that and, without standing on ceremony, went straight to the Martial Realm's dining hall. With a chuckle, he said, "Eldest Brother Dijiang, I'll have to trouble you to go back and keep watch this time. My master only agreed to help look after the Netherworld for a few days. If things get chaotic by then, it'll be such a headache."
Dijiang shook his head. "Eat first. We'll talk about everything else later."
Master Diao chimed in, "Brother Dijiang is right. We didn't settle the outcome of our last battle. We can continue once we're done eating."
Golden Peng chuckled. "Forget it, Brother. You can't beat me. I sensed it during our last battle. Though you possess a trace of devouring power, your physical body is a notch weaker. If we really fought, you'd be fine at first, but after a thousand or so exchanges, your physical body would collapse."
"Heh, you may be right, but you might not last a thousand exchanges either." As he spoke, a streak of purple light flashed through Master Diao's eyes.
Golden Peng rubbed his chin. "Then let's give it a try. Oh, and bring me two more plates of this python meat. It's pretty tasty."
Master Diao chuckled. "Someone, bring Lord Peng some meat. We wouldn't want him making excuses about not being full after he loses."
Before long, both sides had eaten and drunk their fill. Master Diao looked at Golden Peng. "Well? Are we still fighting?"
Golden Peng chuckled. "Let me discuss something with Eldest Brother Dijiang. Once I'm done, we'll continue sparring. How's that?"
Master Diao nodded slightly. "Sure, sure. I'll wait for you at the martial arena." With that, he transformed into a streak of purple light and vanished.
Only then did Dijiang remember to