Chapter 9, The Dispute over the Dining Hall (Part 2)

Previously, he had no grievances with Sun Ang. However, Sun Ang recalled that during a casual conversation at home this time, his father had mentioned that his uncle was collaborating with the Wulong Sun family on a business deal. It was likely that the Wulong Sun family wanted to curry favor with his uncle, Sun Yuanshan, which is why Sun Yun took the opportunity to make things difficult for him.

With just a simple sentence, more than ten malicious gazes were directed at Sun Ang. Sun Yun stood on the stairs, taking in all the changes below, and couldn't help but laugh triumphantly as he left.

Therefore, everyone knows that Sun Ang, who is pointed out by Sun Yun's folding fan, must be under immense pressure from the force of the sword

On the second floor, Sun Yi looked at the chaotic crowd below and slightly frowned

Originally, there were several self-righteous, portly men who wanted to "compete" with Sun Ang, but in the end, they all accepted defeat, as they were simply not on the same level.

He has completely mastered the swimming technique of the blue fish, but Sun Ang still feels that he is not proficient enough. Now, there happens to be a pond, and he jumps into the water to practice this set of movements.

"I never expected that the Heart Demon of the Immortal Emperor would have such an effect!" Sun Ang thought to himself as he walked along the road. Under the influence of gluttony, his stomach was actually converting the digested food directly into pure primordial energy!

Although Sun Ang has not yet eaten his fill, generally speaking, wild beasts are deficient in vitality and strength, and eating them would be of little use. The ferocious beasts are too powerful; even a first-tier ferocious beast is equivalent to a warrior at the Life Origin Realm of the human race, and he is currently unable to hunt them alone

However, the side effects of "gluttony" are too severe; even when Sun Ang reached the vicinity of that waterfall pool, he was still hungry, as if his stomach were on fire

However, this secret is something Sun Ang would never boast about to anyone

Alas, it is a pity that I have to part with the *illustrated* book. I fear that after the year-end examinations, I will be recommended to enter the Tenglong Martial Arts Academy to continue my training, and I will no longer have the opportunity to spar with such a genius

Only a shadow of blue could be seen, darting through the water like a large fish, agile and adaptable, yet yielding to the flow of the water, without even stirring a ripple on the surface.

Everyone understands the difference between followers and sycophants, just as among the many people around Sun Ji, the only true follower of Sun's heir is Sun Hai

By evening, he was already so hungry that his stomach was touching his back, and he hurried to the dining hall for a hearty meal— the chefs had specially prepared three large buckets of rice and dozens of dishes for him

The second floor has a total of only twenty seats, while the true disciples of Zudi far exceed twenty individuals. However, most of the true disciples are engrossed in their cultivation, resulting in fewer people coming to eat, which is why the second floor always appears to have vacant seats

Sun Yun indeed did not disappoint those sycophants. He walked down step by step, exuding a natural aura of oppression, and arrived in front of Sun Ang. With a snap, he closed his folding fan, pointing it at Sun Ang's face like a sharp sword: "You useless fool! I'm talking about you. Are you not convinced? Your life is destined to be hopeless. As long as I am here, I will forever suppress you, making it impossible for you to rise!"

A hint of a mocking smile appeared on Sun Yun's face: "So, do you now understand the gap between you and a true genius?"

His stomach is astonishingly active, digesting food as he eats. Even before a bite of food has fully entered his stomach, it has already been digested completely

It is simply a waste, what use is it to eat so much? The essence of energy is cultivated through practice, not obtained through eating.

If those lackeys of Sun Ji were to find out, they would probably be so shocked that their eyes would pop out, just like in a cartoon.

Is it true that those who eat more have a higher realm? Waste is always waste

He thought of Sun Ji, who was about to leave the customs, shook his head, and decided to continue his cultivation, enduring hunger—though in reality, he was not truly hungry.

Sun Ang curled his lip and said, "The family has not skimped on your expenses, so why is such a meager amount prepared for a meal? Stingy and miserly."

The disciples on one side whispered among themselves, while Sun Ji's lackeys were even more excited, secretly clenching their fists, eagerly anticipating that Sun Yun would come down and give Sun Ang a severe lesson

Even within the ancestral land, third-tier martial arts are quite precious and can only be cultivated by true disciples of the Zhenwu sect

He dropped the large wooden spoon, touched his still somewhat flat belly, and complained, "Without even a full meal, how can such a homeland nurture outstanding descendants of the family?"

The chefs almost rushed over to cover his mouth: "My little ancestor, such words must not be spoken carelessly!"

The chefs in the cafeteria are even more frustrated. If Sun Ang still had the strength of the Three Meridians as before, he would have been driven out long ago. However, it has recently been reported that this young man has suddenly broken through to the strength of the Six Meridians, which has already attracted the attention of Sun Yuanlin, so they cannot afford to be negligent.

The plate is already empty, regardless of whether it contained meat or vegetables, it has been completely cleared by him. The rice in the wooden barrel is also nearly depleted.

However, when the two are combined, it is astonishing

In front of Sun Ang were twenty plates and a large wooden barrel

Cold sweat gradually emerged on Sun Ang's forehead. The peak of the Seven Pulse Power and the third-tier martial skills, perhaps either of these alone could exert pressure on him, but neither could be deemed terrifying.

However, he wishes to endure quietly, yet there are people who do not let him go, and suddenly a sharp voice came from the second floor: "With a useless person like him, he will never have the chance to come upstairs in this lifetime!"

The entire dining hall was originally in disarray, but at this moment, it was eerily silent. Whether it was the young masters or the chefs, all were staring at him in astonishment

Sun Ang was greatly disappointed

"Next time, do a bit more." Sun Ang muttered this as he pondered where to find some game to satisfy his hunger, while walking out of the dining hall

Although Sun Yun only held a folding fan in his hand, he had been studying the Soul Piercing Sword for a year. Even a withered branch could be used to demonstrate the essence of swordsmanship.

Sun Yun laughed heartily: "A good-for-nothing is overestimating himself!"

However, after sitting down in a cross-legged position for an hour of meditation, that feeling gradually faded away

By mid-afternoon, he rose to practice martial arts by the pond

As Sun Ang looked up, he saw a person on the second floor dressed in black, their face as pale as a ghost. One hand rested on the railing while the other was hidden behind their back. In the midst of winter, they held a half-open folding fan, striking a pose of aloofness and pretentiousness.

It is the third-tier martial skill, the Soul Piercing Sword! Someone recognized that Sun Yun, holding a folding fan, was pointing at Sun Ang in a posture that exemplified a brilliant sword technique

He looked at the young man below, who was firmly seated on the fishing platform, and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "The green fish? I never expected that he could execute such a rudimentary second-tier body technique to this extent.

... ...

He used a wooden spoon to scrape the remaining rice in the bucket clean, and, still wanting more, he raised his head and asked, "Is there any left?"

Around the water pool, the vitality of heaven and earth is exceptionally rich. Sun Ang operates the Xuanhuang Qi Induction Technique, releasing the vortex of his mental method, which spins with a diameter of five zhang. Groups of lively vitality bubbles merge into his body, rapidly enhancing his power.

The Sun family places great importance on their ancestral land, even going so far as to spend tens of thousands of jade coins each year to purchase quotas from the Tenglong Martial Arts Academy, sending outstanding descendants there for training

The food is all gone—everything left in the dining hall on the first floor has been devoured by Sun Ang. The "gluttony" leaves Sun Ang speechless, as he can wolf down anything regardless of the taste

Several subordinates of Sun Ji were indignant on the side; they did not dare to speak while he was present, but once he left, they scolded: "A mere drunkard and good-for-nothing!"

The food on the first floor contains very little beast meat, at most about 10%, and most of it consists of leftover ingredients from the meals prepared for the disciples of Zhenwu on the second floor. However, Sun Ang's appetite is quite large.

Sun Yun did not originate from the Sun family of Anhuai, but is a descendant of a branch of the Sun family from the neighboring county of Wulong.

The recent binge eating had an effect comparable to his cultivation over four hours! However, he actually only ate for half an hour. By this calculation, "gluttony" contributes to the enhancement of one's cultivation even more than actual practice.

The chefs in the dining hall were completely at a loss for words: "It's gone, this time it is truly gone"

Most of the disciples of Zhenwu are engaged in their own cultivation, as they understand very well that falling behind in one step means falling behind in every step. In fact, there are not many who come to eat, and the other few disciples of Zhenwu are far away from him.

However, after Sun Ang consumed it, he found that the effect was the same as at noon. Although the portion size had increased, among these foods, the truly beneficial ingredients for Sun Ang's cultivation—Beast Meat, Spiritual Vegetables, and Spiritual Rice—remained the same quantity, with merely more ordinary ingredients added.

Sun Ang did not expect that once "gluttony" was unleashed, it would be so terrifying

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He laughed heartily as he ascended the stairs. Upon reaching the stairway, he suddenly turned around, looking down from a height at all the ordinary disciples: "Whoever can help me resolve this trouble in advance, I will take him as my follower"

Sun Ang questioned him: "Do you dare?"

The disciples of Zhenwu have appeared, and Sun Ang can no longer act arrogantly in front of him

The total amount consumed by those few individuals is still less than what Sun Ang eats alone

Sun Yun is not Sun Ji; he has been a disciple of Zhenwu for a full year now

Sun Yunmeng's folding fan: "Alright, I will be waiting on the second floor. If you are not qualified to come up, then I will have to come down personally to teach you a lesson, hahaha!"

The chefs, seeing his somewhat disappointed expression, sneered: "Want to eat high-grade ingredients? Then you must have the ability to go to the next level"

Sun Ang clearly stated that upon reaching the second floor, he would seize his seat, openly declaring an unending feud with him

It is Sun Yun! I have heard that he has already reached the peak of the Seven Veins of Power and may step into the Eight Veins of Power at any moment

Sun Ang remained silent, recognizing that his current strength was insufficient, and that merely boasting with words was utterly meaningless

Once the family rulers truly believe that their descendants have seized a place in the ancestral land yet still go hungry, their heads will be on the chopping block

With a loud crack, Sun Ang, under immense pressure, suddenly sank his feet, shattering the wooden floor.

Sun Yun's status is clearly higher than that of Sun Ji, making the opportunity to become his follower extremely valuable

Sun Ang gritted his teeth and stared at Sun Yun, speaking each word deliberately: "Do you dare to accept my challenge? In the year-end examination, I will definitely become a true disciple of Zhenwu and ascend to the second floor to seize your seat!"

In the wake of the malicious rumors spread by Sun Ji's subordinates, within a few days, the reputation of Sun Ang as a "drunken wastrel" had already circulated widely