"Shop owner, get me something to eat."

"Oh, Master, just a moment."

The attendant wiped his hands and came out from the kitchen, glanced at his sword bag, greeted him with a smile, swiftly wiped the table, and set the utensils.

"We have freshly slaughtered mutton and newly picked tender tea, would you like some, Master? Or just a glass of water?"

"Oh Namo Gatling~ wine and meat pass through the intestines, leaving Buddha in the heart~

Give me a bowl of mutton noodles, and a pot of good tea to try."

"Alright!"

The attendant couldn’t help but smile as he served him a cup. Chen Xuantian clasped his hands in thanks, picked up the tea, and drank.

The tea was indeed excellent, albeit a bit chilly and seemed to have been left for a while. Nonetheless, it was refreshing, full of Spiritual Qi, and filled him with Qi with just one sip.

Soon, the attendant served a bowl of mutton noodles, without rushing him, merely standing by with a satisfied smile.

Chen Xuantian was unreserved, slurping and eating, like a whirlwind, finishing one bowl, wiping the grease off his mouth, and continuously praising,

"Good! Good mutton! Good meat! Good tea! Good noodles! Let me have another bowl!"

"Alright, alright!"

Upon hearing the thin monk appreciated his craft, the attendant was also very pleased and served him again.

Chen Xuantian didn’t hold back, one bowl after another, eating twenty bowls of noodles and drinking ten pots of tea, until his complexion turned rosy, as if a deflated ball was inflated, from skeletal thinness to plump roundness. Finally, he was full, putting down his chopsticks with a clang.

"Alright, alright, how much is it?"

The attendant laughed,

"No charge, no charge. Does the Master feel there’s room for improvement in the noodles?"

Chen Xuantian smacked his lips, glancing at the tables and chairs full of sword marks,

"The noodles are good, the meat is great, the tea is splendid, but the shop’s feng shui isn’t ideal; there’s too much blood aura, many have died here?"

The attendant sighed,

"Indeed, my family offers sincere hospitality, but the comings and goings here assess with a petty heart, presume guilt without evidence, wrongly accuse us of being a black shop. They resort to violence over a disagreement. Alas, my poor benches."

Chen Xuantian smiled,

"Ah, I see, I see. As they say, a drop of grace should be repaid with gushes of spring. False accusations without evidence, tainting innocence, are truly despicable, worthy of killing.

But then again, you, a dignified Divine Monarch, masquerading as a shady shop in this remote place — that’s quite offbeat, isn’t it?

Could it be you’re playing dumb, enticing others to strike first? Then, justifiably acting in self-defense, fulfilling karma?"

The attendant laughed heartily,

"The Master’s realm may not be high, but his insight is sharp. Indeed, I calculated that today marks the arrival of Soldier Resolution, a gifted Dao body has come knocking, hence I emerged from seclusion, set up shop, and waited.

Although saying I’m playing dumb and clever sounds harsh, if one truly has the skill, they can surely pass my test, help me liberate this body with efficiency.

Look, I have prepared exquisite mutton and supreme Immortal tea to replenish Qi for everyone, to help me in my Soldier Resolution; isn’t it wonderful?

Unfortunately, these folks lack enough skill, their Immortal Fate isn’t thick enough, their swords aren’t sharp enough to cut my karma..."

The attendant smiled, paused, squinted at the sword bag, 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"But the Master indeed has some skill, eating and calculating, full of Immortal Blessing, while his sword is sharp enough. Where on the Immortal Mountain have you been cultivating, what is the name of the Three Mountains Bloodline?"

Chen Xuantian shyly smiled,

"Destiny unites us from afar; there’s no need for formal introductions, we’re not that close."

The attendant chuckled,

"How can that be, I still need to know who is killing me, to tie the knot of karma with whom?"

Chen Xuantian waved his hand repeatedly,

"Divine Monarch, why would I kill you?"

The attendant also laughed, glancing at the side of the cradle,

"Master, why pretend to be naive? I want to Soldier Resolution and possess your child for reincarnation. You won’t stop me?"

Chen Xuantian quickly bowed his hands,

"Please, go ahead, just consider it as payment for the meal."

He really made the attendant perplexed.

"What do you mean? Isn’t this your child?"

Chen Xuantian spread his hands,

"How could it be my child? I’m a monk; this baby was picked up from the ground. If you want it, take it."

The attendant, "... Are you messing with me?"

Chen Xuantian smiled,

"Hey, I sincerely pay for the meal. Divine Monarch, don’t judge with a petty heart, tarnish one’s innocence, wrongly accuse me of malice. Don’t resort to violence without reason."

The attendant, "..."

Chen Xuantian saw him unresponsive, simply picked up the cradle, placed it on the table, opened it up, showing the child to him.

"There, honest trading, no deceit. Genuine goods, still with its dignity intact."

The attendant was momentarily perplexed, calculated with fingers...

"...Why can’t I calculate this, is it from the Luo Family?"

Chen Xuantian nodded repeatedly,

"Yes, yes, his parents were indeed slain by me. How could it not be?"

The attendant narrowed his eyes, glancing sideways.

Chen Xuantian coughed,

"Ahem, all in all, Divine Monarch, being calculated without missing a beat, today when this singular Dao body comes, it seems your day for Soldier Resolution has arrived, feel free to proceed, I won’t interfere."

The attendant hesitated, but having waited so long for this child, shouldn’t let it pass if it were an empty stratagem.

Thus, the attendant pondered, suddenly swung a fist to Chen Xuantian’s face, shattering a layer of Water Escape illusion, water splashed everywhere, filling the inn with the smell of noodle soup...

Chen Xuantian was speechless,

"Brother, what’s the point of this? If you want to possess him, just do it, why mess with me?"

The attendant chuckled coldly,