Chapter 1197: Invitation From the Seven Human Piggy Banks

Chapter 1197: Invitation From the Seven Human Piggy Banks

It was still the holiday period, so the school had not begun yet.

An Lin quelled his burning desire to get stronger and took a more slow and steady approach to rise to this challenge. The Heavenly Court Chef God An Lin Restaurant was open for business again!

After handing over ninety-five million spirit stones to Chang’e, he only had just over fifty million spirit stones left in his storage ring. This was a trifling amount, and he had to work hard to earn more money.

Even though Chef God Xiaolan was now extremely renowned across the Heavenly Court, Chef God An Lin was quite revered as well. Hence, many immortals flocked to the restaurant on the first day of reopening.

In the end, the dish of the day was auctioned to the seven human piggy banks for a price of three hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones.

They ordered a Change With Each Passing Day dish before chatting with one another in the restaurant.

An Lin expertly wielded his frying pan as well as his six divine flames and one holy flame inside the kitchen as he cooked up a storm.

“Your Change With Each Passing Day is here!”

An Lin made his way over to the seven human piggy banks while holding an intricate covered dish.

The seven Celestial Maidens immediately became excited, and their eyes practically glowed as they stared at the covered dish.

When the lid was lifted, a revered light erupted forth as a series of phenomena took place.

The Celestial Maidens let loose cries of surprise as an extremely alluring scent wafted throughout the entire restaurant, and they couldn’t help but pounce on the dish.

The seven Celestial Maidens now looked more like the seven starving wolves…

“This egg is mine! Don’t anyone dare try to take it from me!”

“I want that golden stick!”

“Ah… Stop jostling…”

The seven Celestial Maidens completely threw their poise and elegance out the window as they fought over parts of the dish.

An Lin looked on with an amused expression. Soon, all of the Celestial Maidens’ clothing had become disheveled from their quarreling and jostling, unintentionally revealing large, snowy-white patches of skin for An Lin to enjoy.

The dish was inhaled in no time, and the seven Celestial Maidens sprawled onto their chairs, looking as if they still wanted more as they casually adjusted their clothes and smacked their lips.

“An Lin, why is your Change With Each Passing Day dish different from last time?” Celestial Maiden Tian Shou asked with a smile.

“Because this dish is called Change With Each Passing Day! If it tastes the same every single time, it would be an insult to the dish’s name!” An Lin replied with a justified expression.

The seven Celestial Maiden all burst into laughter upon hearing this.

“This dish is like you, you’re constantly changing with each passing day as well!”

“I know right! I’m seeing breaking news headlines about you every single day. You seemed to have completely changed in the blink of an eye.”

“When I first met you, you were still just a cultivator who was renowned within a small circle. Now, you’re a celebrity renowned across the entire continent…”

“Just from a popularity standpoint, it appears that An Lin ranks only below the five emperors, the celestial maiden slayer, Yang Jian, and the male immortal slayer, Chang’e.”

“That’s true… After all, Chef God is appealing to all demographics…”

The seven Celestial Maidens had devoured the dish and were now discussing An Lin in his presence.

An Lin was quite happy to listen to their discussion.

All seven of them were delivering one compliment after another to An Lin, and An Lin was thoroughly enjoying this.

“By the way, An Lin, we’re preparing to hold a Heavenly Peach Banquet at the moment. Are you interested?” Lin Junjun turned to An Lin with a smile on her face.

“Heavenly Peach Banquet?” An Lin’s eyes lit up with excitement. “When is it being held?”

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He had never participated in this legendary Heavenly Court banquet before, so he was quite interested in it.

“About two months later.” Lin Junjun blinked. “The Four Nine Immortal Sect will also receive a letter of invitation, but you’re only allowed to bring ten people in total.”

“Only ten?” An Lin did a rough calculation to discover that that was not enough!

“I’ve already tried my best to get more spots for you. The Heavenly Peach Banquet is open to the entire Tai Chu Continent, and even the Nine Imperials only got eight spots each. It was already quite difficult for me to get ten spots for you…” Lin Junjun looked at An Lin with an aggrieved expression.

An Lin stroked his chin before asking with a curious expression, “How many spots did the four great sects receive?”

“Thirty,” Lin Junjun replied.

“That many?” An Lin was astonished. “We’re still two Four Nine Immortal Sects away from the four great sects?”

Lin Junjun rolled her eyes. “Don’t underestimate the value and influence of a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure. The four great sects are first-rate powers within the Tai Chu Continent as they all have Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures among their ranks. As such, they aren’t even governed by the Heavenly Court.”

“Celestial Maiden Tian Yu… We almost have a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure in our family too, you know that… Can you just open a backdoor and increase the number of spots a little…” An Lin pleaded.

“Ohhh…”

The voices of all of the Celestial Maidens erupted, some of which were disdainful, while others were excited.

Lin Junjun had a deep blush on her face as she turned to An Lin with an enraged expression. “What do you mean we and our family? I-I may be an elder of the Four Nine Immortal Sect, but you can’t call it our family…”

“I see no problem with that. Our sect is a large family,” An Lin retorted with a justified expression.

Lin Junjun’s blush deepened, and she quickly changed the subject. “Hmph! Moving on, if you want more spots, there is a way through which that can be arranged.”

An Lin’s eyes lit up with excitement. “What is it?”

“Ahem…” Lin Junjun cleared her throat to build suspense.

However, Celestial Maiden Tian Shou interjected impatiently, “If you cook one dish for each one of us…”

The second sister, Celestial Maiden Tian Yang, finished her sentence, “We can give the Four Nine Immortal Sect a total of twenty spots!”

An Lin: “…”

“This is your true motive for coming here, isn’t it?” An Lin asked with a dark expression.

“All of our spending money has been taken away, so this is the only way we can fill our stomachs. Please, Chef God An, just give us some food!” the sixth sister, Celestial Maiden Tian Qing, implored with a pitiable expression.

“You’re making it sound like you don’t even have food to fill your stomachs,” An Lin said with an exasperated expression.

The fifth sister, Celestial Maiden Tian Xian, declared with a scorching light in her eyes, “After eating your dishes, we refuse to acknowledge other food as real food!”

An Lin’s lips twitched. “Even if you praise me like this, my heart won’t waver. Furthermore…”

He turned toward Celestial Maiden Tian Yu. “Didn’t you say you already did your best? Then why is it that the ten spots can suddenly become twenty?”

“I did say I tried my best, but that was only an individual effort. I won’t be able to do anything on my own.” Lin Junjun massaged her brows as she spoke, “If you want the Four Nine Immortal Sect to have another ten spots, us seven sisters will have to combine our efforts to make that happen!”

An Lin stared at the seven Celestial Maidens before him with astonishment on his face. “What are you planning to do?”

Celestial Maiden Tian Shou wiggled her elegant waist as she spoke in a tender voice, “I can wheedle my parents!”

Tears welled up in Celestial Maiden Tian Yang’s face. “I can cry and scream at my parents!”

Celestial Maiden Tian Xing pulled out a dirty, chipped bowl. “I can refuse to eat as a form of protest.”

Celestial Maiden Tian Xian went even further and laid the blade of a longsword on her neck as she spoke in a cold voice, “If they still won’t give the Four Nine Immortal Sect twenty spots, we’ll threaten them with suicide!”

“Together, us sisters can do anything!” the seven Celestial Maidens yelled in unison.

Thump!

An Lin’s legs gave out from under him as he sat flat onto his bum. “You guys want to f*cking threaten them with suicide? The Celestial Thearch is going to kill me before any of you get to actually commit suicide!”

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