This kind of continuous banquet was usually seen when wealthy ordinary families held feasts.
Dishes were brought out and cleared away continuously, the doors never closed, and anyone passing by could come in for a bite so long as they offered a word of congratulations.
Seeker of Dharma sects rarely held such events, and some disciples who had barely ever come down from the mountains found it especially novel.
Of course, what was even more novel was what happened once the real dishes were served...
"Are all of these free to eat?"
The first dishes were mostly cold platters and dried fruits, but when plate after plate of poached chicken and braised beef were brought out, many Seekers of Dharma froze.
After all, Seekers of Dharma advanced in strength; they had not become extraordinary in farming or livestock breeding. Truly wealthy Seeker of Dharma sects were few, while most merely had enough to eat and drink without worry.
In an era when more than seventy percent of people struggled just to fill their stomachs, how could they ever have seen a banquet like this?
What kind of family served dishes this hearty as appetizers?
For a moment, the clatter of chopsticks rose everywhere. Some tables had so many people from the same group that they tossed aside all restraint and grabbed food with their hands, wolfing it down.
"Wow! This is delicious too!"
Haishan Liao held a crisp abalone pastry in his left hand and a premium egg pastry in his right, chewing away with loud crunches as his eyes shone.
"Gulp—"
A Nine Realms Gate disciple could not help swallowing, his gaze drifting toward Xiang Yuyin and Black Bamboo nearby.
"Look at how pathetic you are! Has the sect ever deprived you of food? Can this tiny bit of