Walker Of The Worlds

Chapter 3403: Meng Bai’s Celebratory Feast And Visitors

The attendant blinked. ”Certainly. Anything else?”

Meng Bai lifted the menu again. ”Yes. The Azure Pepper Lotus Pods, two plates of them.”

The attendant wrote faster.

Little Shrubby went next, eyes shining while Lin Mu translated. ”I want the Spicy Cloud Hopper Stew. And a big bowl of Joy Cow milk.”

The twins emerged from Lin Mu’s sleeves at the mention of food.

”We want shinies! And sweets!” the smaller one demanded.

”No, food first,” Lin Mu corrected, placing them gently on the table.

They quickly pointed at the Starfruit Jelly Glaze and the Honeyed Spirit Almond Cakes.

Cattaleya ordered enough beef dishes to feed a small clan.

Daoist Chu ordered modestly: Cloud Duck Soup and Spirit Wheat Noodles.

Elyon ordered quietly but precisely. ”Garlic Shadow Rabbit Ribs. Extra crunchy.”

Finally, the attendant turned to Lin Mu.

Lin Mu smiled. ”I will take... a bit of everything Meng Bai ordered. And add a pot of Verdant Herb Soup.”

Cattaleya slammed her fist lightly against the table. ”See! I said he would start bankrupting me!”

”I am paying for myself.” Lin Mu raised both hands. ”And worry not its just the first appetizer round.”

Cattaleya sighed in relief and settled back.

The feast arrives

When the food arrived, it came in waves. Tray after tray carried dishes that glimmered with spiritual light. Plates hissed with steam. Bowls emitted warmth that could be felt just by leaning close.

Thunder Pike Grilled Fillet crackled lightly as arcs of blue lightning danced over it.Nine Flame Tiger Bone Broth bubbled with nine floating beads of condensed flame essence.Snow Silk Chicken Rolls shimmered with thin layers of translucent skin.

The Starfruit Jelly Glaze reflected every color of the rainbow when touched by light.The Honeyed Spirit Almond Cakes smelled strongly of vanilla and cloud nectar.

Cattaleya’s beef dishes came stacked like mountains.Little Shrubby’s Spicy Cloud Hopper Stew filled the air with fiery aromas that made lesser cultivators cough.Elyon’s ribs arrived arranged like a fan, each coated in shimmering black garlic glaze.

Then came Lin Mu’s Verdant Herb Soup.

The moment the lid was lifted, pure green light erupted from the bowl. The scent of healing herbs enveloped the table.

Everyone took a moment to admire the spread.

Then Meng Bai broke the silence.

”Let’s eat!”

The feast began in full force. The restaurant staff outside could hear laughter, clattering dishes, and Cattaleya yelling at Meng Bai to chew slower because he kept inhaling food.

Lin Mu simply ate calmly, enjoying the atmosphere around him more than the food.

This moment, this warmth, this peace—It was well deserved.

An hour or so later...

The feast was already several rounds deep, and the table before Lin Mu’s group looked like a miniature battlefield of empty dishes and picked-clean bones. Even the waiters, who had started with prideful confidence in their restaurant’s capacity, now wore expressions of awe and fear as they rushed to keep up.

Lin Mu calmly swallowed the last bite of roasted Azure Scaled Boar meat and set the plate aside with the elegance of a scholar finishing a poem, then lifted a hand.

”Another round, please.”

The waiter nearly tripped over his own feet. ”Y-Yes, senior! Right away!”

Behind him, the kitchen staff were shouting orders, frantically tossing herbs, carving fresh beast meat, and opening sealed jars of rare spices usually used only for nobles. Sweat poured down their faces as they tried to keep up with the monstrous appetite in the private room upstairs.

Meanwhile, Cattaleya was also devouring dishes like a hungry beast, though she was still behind by a full five rounds.

”Catt,” Daoist Chu observed with a smirk. ”At this rate, he will finish fifty rounds before you hit thirty.”

Cattaleya glared at him with her mouth full of peppered flame beef. ”Just watch. I will catch up.”

Elyon raised a brow, unimpressed. ”No, you will not.”

The twins were rolling around on a pile of dessert plates, their mouths smeared in colorful spirit jelly. Little Shrubby was sipping milk and nibbling fire-crusted mushrooms while watching Lin Mu with sparkling eyes.

They could eat a lot too, but today they were eating just for taste and not energy.

”Master eats really well. This place might run out soon.” Little Shrubby stated.

Meng Bai nodded with admiration. ”He is like a bottomless cauldron.”

Just then, Lin Mu finished the last dish of his twentieth round. A mountain of stacked plates sat beside him like an altar dedicated to gluttony. The waiter who had just returned with more food looked at the pile and visibly paled.

”S-senior... this is your twentieth round... is it not?”

Lin Mu nodded. ”Yes. And this is the twenty-first. Thank you.”

The waiter swallowed hard and placed the plates down with trembling hands. Then he hurried away to warn the kitchen that the terrifying customer was still going strong.

Lin Mu was about to dig into the new dishes when his Sword Heart shivered lightly. Someone was watching them.

He lifted his gaze, eyes drifting toward the patterned lattice window on the sliding door. A pair of eyes looked back—familiar eyes.

Dongxu Ning.

She startled slightly at having been caught. Standing beside her was a taller man with a stern but dignified face, a faint similarity to her brows and jawline. His cultivation was powerful, a steady pressure at the Sixth Tribulation Stage.

Lin Mu waved his hand calmly.

The sliding door opened with a soft sound.

Meng Bai blinked. ”Miss Ning? You are here too?”

Dongxu Ning stepped forward, suddenly unsure of whether she had intruded. ”I... came to eat as well.”

”Are you celebrating too?” Meng Bai asked.

She nodded. ”Mmn. I won second place. It felt appropriate to treat myself.”

Before the moment could turn awkward, Cattaleya struck with the precision of a mischievous viper.

”Oh? Then join us!” she declared with a wide grin. ”No need to be shy. We can cover the cost. After all, this is Meng Bai’s first tournament victory. A celebration is required.”

Meng Bai froze, eyes wide. ”Senior C-Catt, wh—”