CHAPTER 342: CHAPTER 18: SHURA’S DAILY FIGHTS

Watching the Asura Clan bustling about in the streets, Mo Yu and the others didn’t notice anything unusual. Instead, they found a slightly quieter eatery to plan their next move.

"Valued customers, what would you like to eat?" a tall servant asked with a slightly stiff smile on his face.

"Bring us four specialty dishes—wait, make that five," Mo Yu corrected, feeling something wriggling on his wrist.

"Alright. Please wait a moment. Our fried giant spiders are renowned throughout our clan’s territory," the servant said cheerfully as he hurried to the back kitchen.

Yue Meng asked hesitantly, "Did that servant just say fried giant spiders?"

"That’s not important. What’s important is our plan," Mo Yu said, changing the subject. "From the information gleaned from Xiu Xiu, it seems Brother Chen was found by them, then after undergoing some ritual at the Divine Altar, he became a member of the Asura Clan. He is now set to marry Xiu Xiu and is currently participating in some Divine Son trial."

"So, our current goal is to find the location of this Divine Son trial. Let’s hear your ideas," Mo Yu summarized.

Tian Que stared down at the table, feigning death. Planning wasn’t his forte; he only excelled at eating, and, at most, fighting.

Yue Meng frowned, saying doubtfully, "This Divine Son trial doesn’t sound simple. It’s probably hard to gather information about it."

"We just need to ask around," Da Bai said nonchalantly. "If we ask enough people, surely someone will know where this Divine Son trial is."

"The Divine Son trial? Which Secret Realm are you looking for?" the servant, who was bringing over five platters of fried giant spiders, asked curiously.

Da Bai turned, startled, and crossed his arms defensively before his chest, asking, "What’s with this situation?"

The servant, who had manifested six arms, scratched his head with his only free hand and explained, "Five dishes. Two hands weren’t enough, so I had to use my Divine Skills."

"Oh, by the way, are you looking for the trial’s Secret Realm because you intend to participate? Whose Spiritual Beasts are you? You’re truly brave," the servant added, a hint of admiration in his voice.

Hearing the servant’s words, Mo Yu immediately recognized an opportunity and said evasively, "We can’t really say our master’s name; we want to give him a surprise."

"It really would be a surprise if you all managed to pass the trial," the servant nodded in agreement.

Looking at the crudely drawn map on the table, Da Bai said smugly, "See? I told you we just had to ask."

MUNCH, MUNCH.

"That was just a fluke. We still need to be careful," Mo Yu reminded them.

MUNCH, MUNCH.

"Can you stop eating?" Yue Meng pointed at the pitch-black spiders, her face flushed with anger, and demanded, "How can you stomach those creepy things?"

Tian Que, looking rather aggrieved, swallowed the giant spider in his mouth and mumbled defensively, "But it really does taste good."

"Well, can you at least stop smacking your lips? We still need to rescue our master!"

Tian Que looked puzzled. "Rescue our master? Didn’t that powerful woman say before that our master is marrying her? Shouldn’t he be safe?"

The three beasts shot Tian Que, that glutton, a disdainful look, chose to ignore his words, and continued discussing their plan.

Fifteen minutes later, feeling they had discussed things sufficiently, they called the servant over to settle the bill.

"That will be five hundred Star Stones or five hundred Top Grade Spirit Stones," the servant said with a smile.

"So expensive?" Da Bai’s eyes nearly popped out.

"It’s not expensive, valued customers. These giant spiders are fresh from the Insect Clan’s brood nest, born no more than an hour ago. Their flavor is exceptionally delicious," the servant proclaimed proudly.

"Just five hundred Top Grade Spirit Stones? Fine. Hurry up," Yue Meng urged impatiently.

Da Bai fumbled inside his robes, then said awkwardly, "It seems I didn’t bring any Spirit Stones. I left my Storage Ring and Storage Bag in the Green Bamboo Realm."

The expressions of the other three beasts stiffened. Even Chen Ziteng, wrapped around Mo Yu’s wrist, couldn’t help but shrink back. I’m just a vine; I don’t have any Spirit Stones.

"You didn’t bring any?"

"None of you brought any either?"

The servant, who had been all smiles, also sensed something was amiss. His expression turned stern. With a wave of his large hand, the eatery’s main door slammed shut instantly.

"Don’t tell me none of you have Spirit Stones."

"I... we forgot to bring them. Can we go get them now?" Da Bai asked, his voice lacking conviction.

"HEH."

"Men! Give these four freeloaders a good thrashing and then drag them to the back to wash dishes!"

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP.

From the kitchen, the backyard, and the previously unmanned counter, four burly men instantly appeared.

Seeing the four men closing in, Da Bai forced himself to appear calm and said, "I’m very powerful, you know. Don’t force my hand, alright?"

"HEH."

Fifteen minutes later, Da Bai lay on the ground, his face bruised and swollen. The first servant—the one who took their order—said with exasperation, "You talked so big but turned out to be the weakest. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have picked you. What a waste of a good opportunity!"

Da Bai squinted at the servant, who now looked regretful, and mumbled indistinctly, "Too... too much bullying..."

If the four were ranked by strength, Da Bai was the weakest, followed by Mo Yu, then Tian Que, with Yue Meng being the strongest.

Thus, another fifteen minutes later, Mo Yu, his face also bruised, was bound securely and thrown down beside Da Bai.

"You look the oldest, yet you’re weaker than the other two youngsters. Aren’t you ashamed?" one of their captors sneered.

Mo Yu felt a pang in his chest. Am I really that weak? According to the strength rankings, I’m already at the General Level!

In mid-air, a massive, blood-red handprint engulfed Tian Que, slamming him viciously onto the ground.

Gazing at the dazed Tian Que, this Asura warrior remarked with satisfaction, "That was a truly exhilarating fight!"

*Divine Skill—Waning Moon*!

A small crescent moon slammed into the last Asura, knocking him to the ground and causing him to spit out a mouthful of crimson blood.