Chapter 2388 - 2389: Super Foodie

Even though Chen Xingzhu was well-traveled, knowledgeable, and clever, she couldn't think of a solution to such a situation.

The more it was like this, the less she dared to offend this Demon Marshal, so she had no choice but to cautiously say.

"My lord, you've had a long journey. I've already arranged food and lodging for you. Please do step into the Demon Palace."

The Demon Marshal, with a face full of bruises, perked up the moment he heard the word "eat," and saliva flowed naturally from his mouth.

"What delicious food have you got for me?"

Seeing his foolish appearance, Chen Xingzhu became even more wary inside but said respectfully.

"Just some ordinary dishes and wine. Please do me the honor."

The Demon Marshal, invigorated, stood up, and followed Chen Xingzhu's guidance, striding forward.

Chen Xingzhu followed behind the Demon Marshal, while a group of demons knelt respectfully on the ground, seeing off the Demon Marshal and the Demon General.

Chen Xingzhu's Demon Palace was located at the base of this gigantic mountain peak.

The entire Demon Palace was carved out of a huge piece of obsidian, and 12 stone pillars, each needing three people to wrap their arms around, supported the grand hall.

On the stone pillars were various strange patterns.

On the side of each pillar, Everbright Lamps were lit, illuminating the wide grand hall with bright light.

This was originally Wu Zhiqi's Demon Palace.

After Chen Xingzhu killed Wu Zhiqi, this Demon Palace naturally became hers.

Chen Xingzhu led the Demon Marshal into the grand hall, where a strong fragrance of wine could be smelled even from outside.

The Demon Marshal took a deep breath, and without waiting for Chen Xingzhu to speak, he strode inside.

Inside the Demon Palace, two long rows of tables were laden with various delicacies, unmistakably common Western dishes from Earth Space.

Baked bread, red wine, fruit salad, roast goose, roast suckling pig, steak…

An array of delicious foods galore.

Chen Xingzhu didn't know the Envoy's taste, so she could only prepare many dishes according to traditional Earth Space cuisines, the more the better.

The variety of beverages was even more extensive, featuring beer, white wine, and red wine from numerous top-tier brands.

Chen Xingzhu was about to speak when the Demon Marshal sat in front of the table and started a frenzy of eating and drinking.

His speed at consuming food was astonishing; in less than two to three minutes, all the food and drinks on the long tables on both sides of the hall had been devoured.

Even the portion Chen Xingzhu reserved for herself was nowhere to be seen.

After consuming all the food, the Demon Marshal was still unsated and turned to Chen Xingzhu, licking his lips.

"Is there more to eat? I haven't had my fill."

Chen Xingzhu looked at his protruding belly, smiled wryly, and pointed to the side door.

"The chef I've invited is still cooking. Please, Demon Marshal, kindly wait a moment."

The Demon Marshal glared at Chen Xingzhu and charged toward the side door.

Seeing the fervor in his eyes, Chen Xingzhu felt a sudden chill in her heart and quickly followed him.

Through the side door, a French top chef turned demon rushed out screaming.

From inside came a chaotic clatter, and when Chen Xingzhu burst in, she was struck dumb.

The Demon Marshal had devoured all the stored food and drank over a hundred catty (about fifty kilograms) of aged wine to the last drop.

He ate indiscriminately, even consuming unprocessed rice and flour.

These provisions were Chen Xingzhu's supply for the next five years.

Particularly, the over one hundred catty of fine wine could intoxicate countless people.

Yet this fellow managed to eat and drink everything clean in just a few short minutes.

Chen Xingzhu was dumbfounded, while the Demon Marshal peeked his head over, still with a foolish smile on his face.

"Is there more to eat? I'm hungry…"

Looking at his naive smile, with faintly visible demon patterns on his forehead, Chen Xingzhu's heart turned cold.

Could such a monster possibly eat its own kind?

Realizing the extent of this guy's demonic thoughts, Chen Xingzhu suddenly understood—he was obsessed with food.

What kind of insatiable appetite could elevate someone to a Demon Marshal?

The Demon Marshal, seeing Chen Xingzhu staring at him blankly, showed a puzzled and innocent smile.

Yet this naive smile sent a shiver down Chen Xingzhu's spine.

Suddenly thinking of Yang Fei, Chen Xingzhu rubbed her temples with her fingers and smiled sweetly.

"I don't have any more food here for now, but I know a place where you can definitely eat to your fill."

Huaxia, Martial God City, Yinxue Tower.

Yang Fei sat cross-legged in the Quiet Room, with a stream of golden energy rising above his Niwan Palace, swirling like a world will in the shape of a globe.

In recent days, Yang Fei sensed the presence of a dozen powerful auras entering Earth Space.

These powerful auras were not under the control of Yang Fei's world will and even seemed to have a hint of backlash.

Some powerful auras disappeared upon entering Earth Space, like fish swimming in the sea.

Yang Fei's world will couldn't capture them at all.

These mysterious foreign entities made Yang Fei alert.

For the past few days, he's been perfecting the world will, trying to track these people's movements.

While Yang Fei couldn't fully capture their movements, he roughly deduced the trajectory of these powerful auras.

All of these powerful auras, upon entering Earth Space, without exception, entered inside Huaxia, lurking near the Great Snow Mountain on the Sichuan-Tibet Border Line.

"Damn it, these guys are evidently after the Door of Creation."

Understanding these people's intentions, Yang Fei felt slightly resentful.

In the Cultivation World, whenever an immortal cave mansion emerged, it would attract many powerful cultivators vying for heavenly and earthly treasures, often inciting a torrent of bloodshed.

These cultivators were clearly not a single group, most likely scattered Loose Cultivators near Earth's void.

It's unclear how they learned about the impending opening of the Door of Creation, so they entered Earth Space early, lying in wait near the Great Snow Mountain.

If Yang Fei wanted to open the Door of Creation, he would have to contend with attacks from these powerful cultivators.

With a cold smile, Yang Fei retracted the world will into his Divine Sea and muttered to himself.

"The 12 Crystal Skulls were painstakingly gathered by me. Personal property is sacred and inviolable, and anyone who dares to reach out will have their hand chopped off by me."

At this moment, a crisp voice interrupted Yang Fei's words.

"What if I want to reach out, would you kill me too?"

Chen Xingzhu, dressed in a snug office OL suit, appeared lively before Yang Fei.

Behind her, the broken void gradually closed up.

This fairy's long legs, round and perky hips, paired with that tight OL suit, were utterly enticing.

Yang Fei stood up, astonished, looking at Chen Xingzhu.

"Why have you come?"

This fairy, both loved and hated, never failed to give Yang Fei a stunning, fresh impression every time he saw her.

With a gentle smile, Chen Xingzhu brushed her hair with her spring bamboo-like fingers.

"I've recently encountered a super glutton, and I can't afford to keep him. So, I'm handing him over to you now."