The Rice King Na'er, the Meeting of Two Peerless Douluo

Spirit Hall cafeteria.

The long wooden table was covered with dishes: braised pork, roasted lamb chops, roast chicken, braised goose, sweet-and-sour ribs, fried meat slices—piled high and full.

Bibi Dong sat beside Na'er, enthusiastically serving her food. "Try this! This is my favorite!"

Qian Renxue sat across from them, drinking her soup unhurriedly and occasionally glancing at Bibi Dong's overly enthusiastic appearance.

Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue had completely accepted Na'er as one of their own. They sat on either side of her, frequently placing food into her bowl.

Na'er's chopsticks barely stopped moving. Her cheeks remained puffed out, like a little hamster storing food.

Watching her finish her third bowl of rice, Bibi Dong could not help poking her arm. "You can really eat..."

With rice in her mouth, Na'er gave a muffled reply. "Mm... tasty."

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up. "Right? I told you the cafeteria food was delicious!"

Qian Renxue leisurely added from the side, "It is not like you made it. What are you proud of?"

Bibi Dong puffed out her cheeks. "I recommended it! That means it is my contribution!"

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes without replying, lowering her head to pick up some greens.

Ye Guyi sat beside Luo Jiuyou. She had counted the grains of rice in her bowl several times without eating much, yet her gaze kept drifting toward Luo Jiuyou.

He was eating with his head lowered. He was not particularly fast, but more than half a plate of braised pork was already gone.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Guyi gently pushed the plate of roasted meat in front of her toward him. "Junior Brother, eat more meat."

Luo Jiuyou looked up at her. "Thank you, Senior Sister."

Ye Guyi softly hummed in response, lowered her head, and took a bite of rice. Her ears felt a little warm.

Zi JI sat on Na'er's other side. She did not eat quickly, but her appetite was not small either.

She picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into her mouth. After chewing a few times, the chopsticks in her hand paused.

She lowered her head slightly to look at the meat in her bowl, then picked up another piece.

Bi Ji sat beside her, slowly drinking soup. Most of the dishes in front of her were vegetarian, along with a small plate of sweet pastries. She occasionally picked up some greens, her movements light and slow, as if she were in no hurry to finish.

Seeing Na'er serve herself a fourth bowl of rice, Bibi Dong finally could not hold back:

"You... were serious about your grand ambition of eating eight bowls?"

Na'er raised her head, a grain of rice still stuck at the corner of her mouth. "Yeah, I said so from the start."

Bibi Dong swallowed. "But you alone eat as much as the four of us combined..."

Qian Renxue set down her bowl beside her and spoke very seriously:

"I surrender. I admit you can eat more than I can. You should know that I used to be able to eat six bowls in one sitting."

Ye Guyi could not help taking a few more looks at Na'er. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, and then she looked at Qian Renxue.

Second Senior Sister was clearly boasting again.

Of course, she was saying it to Eldest Senior Sister.

Thinking of those two Senior Sisters, Ye Guyi felt utterly helpless.

Zi JI lowered her head and picked up some meat, as though she had not heard anything, but the speed at which she picked up food became a little faster than before.

Bi Ji smiled softly and pushed the plate of sweet pastries in front of her toward Na'er.

Na'er looked at it, and her eyes brightened. She reached out, grabbed one, and stuffed it into her mouth, puffing out her cheeks again.

Watching her, Bibi Dong could not help muttering:

"She is so tiny. How can she fit so much food inside..."

Luo Jiuyou sat across from them, eating a little faster than before. His chopsticks landed on the plate of sauce-braised bones noticeably more often than on the other dishes.

After watching for a while, Qian Renxue could not help saying, "Junior Brother can eat quite a lot too."

Bibi Dong leaned over to take a look. "He has always eaten a lot of meat..."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong tore off a roasted lamb leg from the table in front of her and placed it before Luo Jiuyou. Then she propped herself up on the table with both hands and watched him eat.

Ye Guyi quietly added, "Sword practice uses up a lot of energy too. It is not like the two Senior Sisters."

"Just look at how big and heavy Junior Brother's sword is."

"Exactly, exactly. And he uses two swords. How can we compare?"

The women all felt that this seemed to make sense.

Bibi Dong suddenly thought of something. "Oh, right, will you all be coming to the cafeteria for meals every day from now on?"

With her mouth stuffed full, Na'er nodded indistinctly. "Mm-mm!"

Bibi Dong laughed. "Then the cafeteria will have to prepare larger portions from now on."

Qian Renxue glanced at her. "You are treating?"

Bibi Dong replied righteously, "I have no money!"

Ye Guyi could not help laughing.

Since when did the Spirit Hall Pope's disciples need to pay for meals at the cafeteria?

Zi JI glanced at the women, then silently took a roasted lamb leg and began gnawing on it.

It had to be said, the food humans made was quite delicious.

Seeing her greedy expression, Bi Ji's lips curved up slightly.

It had been a long time since she had seen Zi JI this happy.

But before long.

Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue started bickering again.

Sitting between them, Luo Jiuyou heard Qian Renxue being left speechless by Bibi Dong and unconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth.

What a pair of lively Senior Sisters.

Eat, eat.

No matter how big the world was, eating came first.

Outside, the sky had already turned completely dark.

This meal lasted far longer than expected, yet no one left.

Just then, a deep voice suddenly rang throughout the entire Spirit Hall, as if it had crashed down directly from the heavens:

"Ha ha, Brother Qian, Tang has come to see you!"

Before the voice faded, an even more powerful pressure rose from the depths of Spirit Hall like an ancient beast being startled awake, instantly enveloping the entire sky.

Boom!

The sound of immense Soul Power colliding exploded in the high air, like two mountains crashing together.

The entire Spirit Hall trembled. Bowls and chopsticks bounced on the table, while soup splashed over the rims of the dishes.

The piece of braised pork Bibi Dong had just picked up fell back into her bowl. She froze for two seconds before raising her head.

"...Wh-what was that sound?"

Qian Renxue had already stood up, her expression changing. "There are powerful experts. More than one."

Luo Jiuyou was already on his feet, his gaze passing through the cafeteria windows toward the sky.

Zi JI and Bi Ji stopped moving at the same time. They exchanged a glance, their eyes full of vigilance.

Bibi Dong was the first to run outside. "Let's go take a look!"

Qian Renxue followed close behind, and Ye Guyi went with her.

Luo Jiuyou glanced at Na'er.

Na'er had already shoveled the last bite of rice from her bowl into her mouth. With puffed cheeks, she stood and patted down her clothes, as if afraid of being left behind.

Zi JI and Bi Ji exchanged another look, then rose and followed after them.

Seven figures rushed out of the cafeteria and stood in the open plaza, looking up at the sky.

Two figures stood several hundred meters apart in the sky. One was golden, with the phantom of a Six-Winged Angel behind him blotting out the heavens. He held a longsword condensed from holy light in his hand.

Qian Daoliu.

The other figure was broad and imposing, dressed in gray robes and holding a massive warhammer. Dark golden patterns flowed across the hammer like living creatures.

Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen.

Two level 99 Peerless Douluo had met above Spirit Hall. Before they had even formally exchanged blows, the collision of their auras alone had made the air above the entire city unbearably heavy.

Bibi Dong opened her mouth, but her voice seemed suppressed. "That is... Tang Chen, the Supreme Elder of the Clear Sky Sect?"

Qian Renxue clenched her fists. "Grandfather is confronting him..."

Ye Guyi pressed her lips together without speaking, her gaze locked tightly onto the two figures in the sky.

Zi JI's voice was so low it was almost inaudible. "Two level 99s."

Bi Ji did not answer, but the flower in her hand had already been crushed out of shape.

Two human level 99 Peerless Douluo.

They had seen them both today.

Luo Jiuyou stood at the very front, watching the hammer-wielding figure in the sky, his eyes shining.

The night wind carried two entirely different oppressive Soul Power auras, yet he stood firmly where he was without moving a single step.

Na'er stood beside him, swallowed her final mouthful of rice, and muttered in a voice only she could hear, "Will they fight..."

She tilted her head as if seriously considering the question, a grain of rice still hanging at the corner of her mouth.

Zi JI and Bi Ji's eyes met for an instant.

Two level 99 Peerless Douluo appearing in the same place meant that even they had no choice but to put aside all other thoughts.

In the sky, the figure holding the Clear Sky Hammer looked down at Spirit Hall, as though sweeping his gaze over everyone below, yet also as though he were looking at no one.

He slowly spoke. His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears. "Old Qian, won't you come down and buy me a drink?"

Qian Daoliu's voice came from the sky. "You came too suddenly."

Tang Chen burst into laughter. "I did not come to fight. What are you afraid of?"

His words sounded joking, but the Soul Power pressure that nearly crushed space itself never faded.

"Heh... I do not believe you."

"Old Qian, you have changed. You were not like this before."

Qian Daoliu: "..."