There was one day left before the Floating Jade Mountain Mountain Gate accepted disciples.
The servant disciples got up early and began preparing breakfast for the Grandmaster Ancestor.
"Hey, why do you think a cultivator at our Grandmaster Ancestor's level still eats breakfast?"
"What do you know? The Great Dao Is Simple. At our Grandmaster Ancestor's level, every sip and every ladleful is cultivation."
"...True."
A servant disciple had intended to deliver breakfast.
But several senior and junior brothers snatched the task away.
"I'll take breakfast to the Grandmaster Ancestor!"
"Hey, you should go back and cultivate more. Leave delivering breakfast to me."
"Senior Brother, be the judge. I clearly got here first."
"Stop fighting over it. Listen to your senior brother: I'll go!"
"Hey! Senior Brother, you're competing too!"
"Then let's follow the Mountain Gate's rules."
"Fine! Draw your sword, then."
"Bring it on. Who's afraid of you?"
"..."
Soon, the whole group started fighting.
Inside the room.
The little girl sat on a stool. "Where's breakfast?"
"Breakfast isn't here yet."
The little girl counted on her fingers. "Is it because we haven't paid?"
"Probably not. They probably thought we didn't need to eat.
"Are you hungry, Fairy? Let's make our own breakfast."
"Old Ox."
Li Ping'an patted Old Ox's rump.
"Moo~"
Don't touch me.
Old Ox kicked his hooves and rolled over, seemingly still sulking over what had happened yesterday.
Without at least half a catty of beef, there was definitely no coaxing him out of this~
Knock, knock~
A knock sounded at the door.
"Grandmaster Ancestor, Grandmaster Ancestor, breakfast is served."
The little girl's eyes lit up at the mention of breakfast.
"Ah, come in."
Soon, disciples filed in one after another.
They carried trays laden with all sorts of dishes.
Li Ping'an gave them a quick