820: Sun Moon Cult?

"Yes, yes, yes! This little one talks too much! Please wait a moment, honored guests, it will be right here! Right here!" The waiter ran out in a panic, muttering to himself: Good heavens, what's the background of this Fairy? She looks like a celestial being, but how can her appetite be like the legendary Taotie?

Just then, a ghostly light floated out from Yao Delong's forehead, transforming into the phantom of a little girl wearing a small black dress, with her hair in double buns, looking as if carved from pink jade. It was the artifact spirit, You Yuan. Her small nose sniffed hard at the fragrance wafting through the room from the kitchen downstairs, then she put her hands on her hips, puffed out her cheeks, and glared huffily at Yao Delong:

"Hmph! Kid Yao! You have something delicious and didn't even call this master! Your wings have grown stiff, haven't they? To think I fought on the battlefield with you, through life and death!"

Yao Delong looked at this old fossil pretending to be young and smiled helplessly, filling the jade cup in front of her with Spirit Tea: "Didn't I know that you, Senior, would come out as soon as you smelled it? In front of you, how could my little actions be hidden?"

"Hmph! At least you still have a bit of a conscience!" You Yuan snorted with satisfaction, floating down onto the seat next to Qiong Shuang, her small hands propping up her chin as she stared longingly at the door, her little face full of anticipation.

Before long, the door to the private room was frequently pushed open.

One by one, spiritual delicacies served in exquisite vessels, emitting strange lights and enticing aromas, were brought in like a school of fish! Soon, the huge jade table was packed to the brim!

Scallop and Spirit Ginseng Braised Star Turtle, the soup amber-colored with misty Spiritual Qi; Dragon Whisker and Phoenix Tail Spirit Carp Sashimi, thin as a cicada's wing and crystal clear; Flaming Demonic Rhinoceros Steak, sizzling and possessing a domineering aroma; Golden Silk Jade Dew Soup, garnished with spirit fruits and glowing with light; Nine-Treasure Glazed Duck, with an enticing color and a fragrant scent... Eighteen dishes, each perfect in color, aroma, and taste, and full of Spiritual Qi. Just looking and smelling them was enough to make a Golden Core Cultivator drool!

"Let's eat!" Qiong Shuang cheered, tearing off her cumbersome veil to reveal her peerless, world-toppling face! Then, under the gaze of Yao Delong and You Yuan, she completely abandoned her "refined older sister" persona!

She snatched up her jade chopsticks like a whirlwind, her movements so fast only afterimages remained! That cherry-sized mouth seemed connected to a different dimension; pieces of demonic rhino meat larger than her fist and entire spirit carps vanished into her mouth in an instant! Her eating style was so bold and her speed so fierce, she was like a Vicious Beast that had been starving for eight hundred years!

"Hey! Little foodie! Save some for me! That plate of Glazed Duck is mine!" You Yuan shouted anxiously. Although she had no physical body, it didn't hinder her from "tasting" the delicacies. She condensed her Soul Power into small hands and grabbed at the dishes through the air, sucking wisps of spiritual essence and aroma into her mouth. Her little face showed an expression of intoxicated satisfaction, yet she didn't forget to "compete" with Qiong Shuang.

Yao Delong looked at the "big and small" pair of foodies, his lips twitching as he shook his head helplessly. He picked up his chopsticks at a leisurely pace and took a few slices of the crystal-clear fish sashimi. The taste was indeed fresh, and the Spiritual Qi dissolved on the tip of his tongue. However, for him at the Void Refining Realm, this small supplement of spiritual power was better than nothing, serving purely to satisfy his palate.

His main purpose was to gather information.

While the "big and small" duo were immersed in their food storm and had no time for anything else, Yao Delong picked up his teacup, seemingly sipping tea leisurely, while in reality, his mind stirred.

Buzz!

His terrifyingly vast Mid Nascent Soul Stage Primordial Spirit power spread out silently like invisible liquid silver, instantly covering the entire Fragrance Fills the Tower! Invisible "tentacles" extended into every corner and toward every table of diners.

His Divine Sense scan was like a spring breeze and fine rain, moisturizing things silently. The Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators in the building, and even an old fellow at the Early Stage Spirit Transformation in the corner, noticed nothing! Their conversations, whispers, and even the thoughts in their minds were as clear as whispers in his ear, as long as Yao Delong wished!

Countless streams of noisy information instantly flooded into his Sea of Consciousness:

"Tsk tsk, that new beauty at the Acacia Pavilion, that waist... that figure... tsk tsk, five hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones for one night, it's worth it!"

"Just got a Medium Grade Earth-Grade Weapon, the 'Wind-Ripping Claw'. Its power is decent; I'll find a Yao Beast to test it out another day..."

"I heard a batch of 'Nether Stones' leaked into the west city black market, don't know if it's true..."

"Widow Wang from the neighboring market is looking at me with strange eyes..."

These useless bits of gossip, boasting, and trivialities were instantly filtered and discarded by Yao Delong's powerful Primordial Spirit like a data flood.

Suddenly!

In a relatively quiet booth on the second floor, the conversation of several Nascent Soul Cultivators caught his attention like fireflies in the dark!

"Hey! Old Li! Old Zhang! Old Wang! Let me tell you something my brother-in-law, who just escaped from the Xuan Ye Dynasty, told me personally. It's definitely fresh, first-hand news!" A shrewd-looking Mid Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator with a goatee said in a low, mysterious voice.

One of them immediately perked up and put down his wine cup: "Oh? Old Ma! Is it related to the Xuan Ye Dynasty? Tell us quickly! It's very mysterious over there now, and even sending messages is difficult!"

The Cultivator called "Old Ma" looked around warily and said in an even lower voice: "You also know that the Xuan Ye Dynasty has been very weird lately, sealing all the external teleportation array base points, right? Even cross-border transmissions are being interfered with, making everyone panic!"

"We all know that! Tell us something useful!" another impatient person urged.

Old Ma stroked his goatee, a strange look flashing in his eyes, and his voice dropped even lower, almost like a mosquito's buzz, but it was perfectly clear under Yao Delong's Divine Sense coverage:

"My good-for-nothing brother-in-law managed to escape with a merchant caravan by luck. He said that inside the Xuan Ye Dynasty... it's a mess right now! I heard a new power suddenly emerged, called... the Sun Moon Divine Cult!"

"Sun Moon Divine Cult?" The surrounding Cultivators were all stunned.

Old Ma nodded, his eyes holding a trace of fear: "According to my brother-in-law, this Sun Moon Divine Cult is rising at a terrifying speed! Their Sect Leader... is said to be a peerlessly beautiful woman! But her Demonic Technique... hiss... is simply superb, strange, and unpredictable! I heard that wherever she appears, the sun and moon lose their light, and demonic power towers over the heavens!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's curiosity and desire for gossip were piqued!

"What? A new power in the Xuan Ye Dynasty? How is that possible?! What about the Nine Nether Sect? They are the local tyrants of Xuan Ye! Could they just sit by and watch?" a Cultivator cried out in shock.

"Exactly!" another person immediately chimed in, his tone carrying a hint of schadenfreude. "The old Xuan Ye Dynasty had many small and medium powers, but weren't they either annexed and incorporated by the Nine Nether Sect or completely uprooted and slaughtered by them? Their style of action, tsk tsk, is more demonic than the Demonic Path!"

"Sigh, the Nine Nether Sect's actions are indeed too sinister; they don't care about their reputation at all," another older Cultivator sighed.

"Quickly, tell us! Didn't the Nine Nether Sect arrange for people to exterminate this Sun Moon Divine Cult?" someone asked urgently.

Old Ma picked up his wine cup and took a sip, seemingly organizing his words before slowly saying: "They did! How could they not? It's said they sent several waves of elites! Even... my brother-in-law vaguely heard that more than one Hall Master-level big shot was dispatched!"