Early the next morning, at Heaven-Reaching Residence in the Ancestral Land.
Three unlucky bastards lay on straw mats in the dim corridor, sleeping sweetly. They were truly exhausted. Yesterday, Ren Ye and Daoist Chu had suddenly returned and secretly informed Senior White-Striped Chicken that everyone had made thorough rescue plans, with the operation scheduled for the following morning.
Delighted, the senior had ordered these three to prepare eighteen extra dishes so he could enjoy a few drinks in Heaven-Reaching Residence.
These three unlucky bastards were all Supernatural Ability Users of the Chaos Faction. They normally killed, burned, robbed, and plundered, doing whatever brought in money. In everyday life, they would not even pick up a fallen oil bottle. Asking them to cook eighteen dishes was like forcing Zhang Fei to embroider. But if they refused, they would have to tell jokes...
Left with no choice, they could only bang their heads against the ground before Daoist Chu. Judging by his figure alone, he was a genuine foodie and surely had some culinary expertise. Daoist Chu was very pragmatic, too: he extorted a hundred thousand Star Source from each of them, then directed the three through the preparation of eighteen delicious dishes.
By the time the work was done, the three unlucky bastards lacked even the strength to lick the plates or eat leftovers. They simply fell asleep in one another's arms in the dim corridor.
After waking in the residence, Ren Ye crouched beside a pool where fish swam past and gave himself a quick wash. Then he left Heaven-Reaching Residence and climbed Heaven-Reaching Peak.
Last night, Senior White-Striped Chicken had been so pleased that he allowed Daoist Chu to search the entire Ancestral Land and take anything he wanted if he could find it. Thus, when Ren Ye got