Chapter 10: If You Dont Let Me Eat, You Die! (1/2)
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“A brat like you really doesn’t know how to appreciate good things. The 1,000 points will allow you to fill your stomach for an entire year!” The old overseer was slightly speechless after hearing Xiang Shaoyun.
Xiang Shaoyun hesitated then said, “Eh, what do you mean? This disciple has just joined the Martial Hall Palace yesterday! My heartless senior brother Zi Changhe didn’t tell me any of this at all!”
Upon hearing Xiang Shaoyun directly call Zi Changhe by name, the old overseer couldn’t help but tremble. Each and every one of the Martial Hall Palace elders was mighty; which disciple would dare to speak their names directly?
“Points are given out by the Martial Hall Palace as rewards. They’re a form of currency that can be used for exchange, but we keep track of them with jade plates, not physical notes or coins. Here in Martial Hall Palace, you can use these points to not only buy food but also weapons, martial skills, and cultivation methods! What this means is that the more points you have, the more things you’ll be able to do! Do you understand?” slowly explained the old overseer.
“You should’ve said so earlier!” Xiang Shaoyun scoffed, taking hold of the jade plate. He then began heading in the direction of the canteen, hungry beyond compare.
“Why the rush? This jade plate needs a drop of your blood as identification before it can be used. Furthermore, this jade plate will be closely related to you from now on, so be sure to take good care of it!” the old overseer sternly warned.
By the time he finished speaking, Xiang Shaoyun was already long gone. Shaking his head, the old overseer bitterly laughed, “What an impatient brat!”
Xiang Shaoyun dashed right to the area outside the canteen. Biting furiously onto his finger, he dripped blood onto the jade plate. When the jade plate came into contact with the blood, the number 1,000 appeared.
“This seems like a cheap knockoff of a recording crystal,” Xiang Shaoyun mused to himself. Without thinking much, he handed the jade plate to the canteen overseer and asked for food.
However, the canteen overseer told him that the canteen was public and only provided free food, not food purchasable with points. Only Martial Hall Palace’s restaurant was able to exchange food for points.
“The h.e.l.l?! Is it that hard to find just a little food?!” Xiang Shaoyun was on the brink of going mad with hunger. For low-end cultivators such as himself, what one needed the most was food for energy, especially for today after he had madly consumed such a large amount of energy. It had been almost a whole day since his last meal, making it increasingly hard to bear. Just as he was about to make his way to the restaurant, three human figures showed up in front of him, blocking his path.
“You guys really like sticking to me like ghosts, don’t ya?” Xiang Shaoyun said while licking his lips. At this moment, whoever tried stopping him from getting his meal would be very unlucky.
“Heheh, are you hungry to the point of going crazy? Going to the canteen to find food?” Gou Zi mockingly laughed.
“I’ll count to three. If the lot of you don’t get lost by then, watch how I’ll take care of you!” Xiang Shaoyun was thoroughly enraged.
“Sure, show me! How are you going to beat me up? The outer court rules state that apart from mealtimes, the only times disciples are allowed to fight are when they’re in the arena!” Gou Zi said, full of confidence.
Whoever dared to break the rules would face the punishment of Martial Hall Palace.
“Three!” Xiang Shaoyun bellowed.
“I’m waiting for you to hit me, you piece of tras.h.!.+” Gou Zi stuck out his head, leering at Xiang Shaoyun.
All of a sudden, Xiang Shaoyun struck out.
Pa!
“AHHH!”
A crisp noise resounded through the canteen, followed shortly by cries of pain.
“I’ve seen many kinds of scoundrels, but this is the first time I’ve seen scoundrels like you, asking others to hit them!” Xiang Shaoyun mercilessly shouted.
Gou Zi’s face had gained a handprint the shade of light pink. Furthermore, blood trickled from the corner of his lips; one could see that Xiang Shaoyun hit hadn’t been light at all.