Mortal Hearth and Divine Vacation

Douluo Continent, southwestern border, Clearwind Town.

There was no Soul Master Academy here, nor was there a Spirit Temple.

The strongest expert in town was Captain Li of the city gate guards, a Soul Elder who had only just crossed the threshold of level thirty.

As for the divine war that had once taken place on this continent, Clearwind Town's residents had only one impression of it: seven-colored rays had appeared in the sky that day.

That was all.

At this moment, a minor disturbance was taking place in the liveliest establishment in Clearwind Town, the Joyful Inn.

"Honored guest, it's not that we refuse to serve you food!"

The waiter wiped away his sweat.

He looked at the burly youth before him, who stood nearly two meters tall, with an expression uglier than tears.

"You alone have already eaten every ingredient the kitchen prepared for today!"

"Even the three-hundred-pound Bristleback Boar we were saving for tomorrow's whole-hog feast only has its head left!"

"What?"

The youth addressed as honored guest, Jiang Tieyi, rubbed his still-flat stomach.

His thick brows rose as he complained in a deep, muffled voice.

"I've only just taken the edge off my hunger. How is there nothing left already?"

"Your inn is way too stingy!"

"Master, they're bullying me!"

He turned toward the neighboring table.

Seven people sat there.

At their head was a handsome young man with black hair and black eyes.

He held a pair of chopsticks, leisurely picking at a plate of chilled bamboo shoots, utterly ignoring Jiang Tieyi's complaint.

Beside him, two breathtakingly beautiful women were engaged in a silent confrontation.

Qian Renxue, on the left, wore a white dress.

Using serving chopsticks, she elegantly placed a glistening piece of Dongpo pork into Su Chen's bowl.

"Su Chen, try this. It's