Chapter 2529

Zhu Yanyi chuckled softly and gave a slight nod to Ouyang Tianyun beside her.

Ouyang Tianyun immediately took out a large chunk of snake meat, along with other ingredients like vegetables and fruits, placing them on the ground.

Lang Yi’s eyes lit up. "Old Ghost, so much good food! You must show off your cooking skills."

Old Ghost glanced at the ingredients, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, but said nothing. He gathered them up and said, "You all sit in the courtyard for a bit. Lang Yi, you know where the tables and chairs are." Then he turned and walked into Hou Aimin’s house.

Once Old Ghost left, Lang Yi sprang into action. He rummaged through some obscure corners and found two round tables, setting them up. He then fetched numerous stools and chairs. Fortunately, everyone knew the cleaning spell, so although some tables looked dirty, a quick spell made them spotless.

Zhu Yanyi didn’t need to move. Everyone understood she was pregnant, so no one urged her to do anything.

When everything was ready and everyone was seated, Lang Yi went inside and brought out a large plate of spirit fruits. "Before Old Ghost finishes the meal, let’s have some spirit fruits."

Yan Aohan looked at the fruits, then picked one up and handed it to Zhu Yanyi. Zhu Yanyi didn’t hesitate and took a big bite.

Lang Yi noticed their actions. Seeing the spirit fruit Yan Aohan gave her, his eyes widened. "Are those Holy Spirit Fruits?"

Holy Spirit Fruits were much tastier than regular spirit fruits. Regular spirit fruits only had more spiritual energy, but their taste varied wildly—some were bitter, others sweet. Zhu Yanyi disliked leaving it to chance, so she simply ate Holy Spirit Fruits. Her space was stocked with entire fields of them, so she never worried about running out.

"Yes," Zhu Yanyi nodded. "My husband prepared them specially for me. None for you." She had come to understand Lang Yi’s nature as a foodie, so she bluntly pierced her thoughts.

Lang Yi paused, then said, "We’re old acquaintances, aren’t we? Just give me one Holy Spirit Fruit."

"Who’s your old acquaintance?" Zhu Yanyi frowned, then turned to Yan Aohan with a coaxing expression. "Hubby, I’m not her old acquaintance."

"I know," Yan Aohan smiled gently at Zhu Yanyi. "I won’t get jealous over such nonsense, even if her words annoy me." She glanced at Lang Yi, then comforted Zhu Yanyi. "Don’t worry, wife. I’ve seen many people with ulterior motives. After dinner, I’ll beat her up to vent your anger."

Lang Yi stared at Yan Aohan. In that moment, she realized she had never truly seen through Yan Aohan. Previously, her attention had been focused on Zhu Yanyi and their ten disciples, ignoring others. But now, she saw that ignoring people was dangerous. Yan Aohan’s threat wasn’t a joke; there was no trace of humor in her demeanor. She meant it.

Zhu Yanyi nodded. "Then remember to wear gloves when you beat her, so your hands don’t hurt."

In the past, Yan Aohan always told her this when she beat people. Now, she turned the instruction around.

"Okay," Yan Aohan agreed seriously.

"Hey, remember, I’m still right here!" Lang Yi complained, looking at the couple. "Aren’t you two going too far?"

"So what? Do you want me to beat you up right now?" Yan Aohan looked at Lang Yi calmly. The sharpness in his eyes made Lang Yi clearly feel his true intent. He really could beat him.

Pingchuan was used to Lang Yi’s behavior. If someone threatened to beat Lang Yi, he wasn’t surprised. In fact, he thought Lang Yi really needed a beating for forgetting his status over food.

Old Ghost came out with a large tray of cooked food.

Besides the ingredients Zhu Yanyi’s group provided, Old Ghost had added her own dishes, including a charcoal-grilled immortal pig leg that was deeply flavored.

"I started roasting this immortal pig leg yesterday with pure charcoal, so it’s very flavorful. Try it," Old Ghost smiled. "You’re lucky. In a few days, you won’t be able to eat it."

Zhu Yanyi took a piece of pork and nodded slightly. "It is indeed flavorful." The others ate without hesitation, with Lang Yi eating the most.

Lang Yi nodded as he chewed. "Your food, Old Ghost, is truly rare."

Old Ghost took out a pipe and started smoking. Though he looked about thirty, his mannerisms felt like an old man, creating a strong sense of incongruity.

"You know my food is rare, so don’t come empty-handed in the future." This showed that Old Ghost and Lang Yi had a good relationship.

Lang Yi smiled. "We’ll see. If I’m hungry, I can’t help it."

At Lang Yi’s cultivation level, he wouldn’t actually go hungry. He just loved eating.

Pingchuan took a sip of fruit wine and said, "I worry about you. If you keep eating like this, you’ll eventually fall because of it."

Lang Yi glanced at Pingchuan. "I don’t just eat anything from anyone."

Yan Aohan cared for Zhu Yanyi. Seeing she had little interest in the food in front of her, she handed her a bowl of eight-treasure porridge she had made yesterday. "Eat some porridge."

Zhu Yanyi nodded and began to eat slowly.

Lang Yi smelled a wave of spiritual energy coming from the porridge. She sniffed and looked at Zhu Yanyi. "Is the porridge tasty?"

"Very tasty, but none for you." Zhu Yanyi now understood Lang Yi was a standard foodie, so she stated it clearly to prevent her from having ideas. "My husband made this specially for me yesterday, so there’s none for you."

Lang Yi pointed at the snake soup in front of him. "I’ll trade this snake soup for it."

Zhu Yanyi glanced at Lang Yi. "No trade. My husband’s things are for me alone."