The flat ground at the halfway point of Di Yong Peak was not small, but there were many courtyards, and the distance between the various buildings was not very far.
The sun hung high in the sky; it was noon.
After Ye Feng left the Management Affairs Hall, he saw many people walking towards a certain building.
Smelling the sweet scent of glutinous rice wafting from that direction, Ye Feng couldn't help but drool.
"That should be the cafeteria."
"Let's go take a look and see what Utility Disciples get to eat."
He used his lightness skill to glide over, and in just a dozen seconds, he arrived at the cafeteria entrance.
The crowd was bustling, and as far as the eye could see, there were only young boys and girls, none older than 18.
They chatted and laughed; some grabbed a few steamed buns and left, while others scooped up some rice and ate it with a spoon while leaning against the wall.
Amidst the bustling crowd, Ye Feng couldn't see any tables or chairs.
"The conditions in this cafeteria are really poor; there are only steamed buns, plain buns, and rice, not even a single dish, and they don't even provide tables or chairs to sit and eat."
Ye Feng sighed with emotion.
He wondered if this time, his journey to Cultivate Immortals at Xuantian Sect would truly be him seeking trouble for himself.
"Just be content! Do you know that the food provided in our cafeteria is all made from Spiritual Moon Rice, which is sweet and delicious, and can also provide a small amount of Spiritual Qi, aiding in Cultivation?"
At this moment, a boy of about fifteen years old next to him said to him with indignation.
"Little brother, since the food here is good, besides these things, is there anything else to eat? Like dishes, meat, or anything?"
Seeing someone talk to him, Ye Feng also shamelessly asked the other party.
"Vegetable buns and meat buns, of course! What else do you want?!"
"I need to hurry and grab some, or there won't be any left!"
The boy, Ning Buqu, reminded Ye Feng and then squeezed inside.
Ye Feng sensed the Aura of the surrounding boys and girls, and after a brief comparison, he found that these guys' Aura was much weaker than Manager Xu's and that of the gate-keeping Disciple; they were definitely not Qi Refining Late Stage.
Judging by the age of these guys, their Cultivation time shouldn't be very long; they should all be Qi Refining Early Stage Cultivators.
"Just Qi Refining Early Stage, I should have no problem handling them."
"This is Di Yong Peak, and there's another place called Tian Yong Peak, where Utility Disciples should also be arranged to live, except that the Cultivators there should be a bit stronger."
Ye Feng made his judgment and also quickly tried to squeeze in.
In this process, he did not act too overbearing to offend anyone.
Although he currently had Innate Middle Stage Cultivation and had no problem bullying Qi Refining Early Stage novices, who knew if these guys were the children of Immortals!
It would be too troublesome if he beat the young ones and the old ones came out!
Before long, Ye Feng squeezed into the cafeteria and received a vegetable bun, a meat bun, and a plain bun, and also scooped a bowl of rice.
Since he was already here, it was best to try everything as much as possible.
The plain buns and steamed buns could be taken away, but the rice could only be eaten there, and he had to wash his own bowl before leaving.
At this moment, Ye Feng also noticed that the Cultivators working in this cafeteria had a higher Cultivation Aura than the young boys and girls, similar to his own, and should be Qi Refining Middle Stage Cultivators.
Ye Feng took a bite of the rice; it was soft and delicious, slightly chewy, with an endless aftertaste, making him want more.
Unconsciously, he finished the entire bowl of rice.
Looking at the empty bowl, Ye Feng couldn't help but exclaim.
"It truly is Spiritual Rice, something only Cultivators eat; the best dog-tooth rice in the mortal world is far from comparable!"
For a moment, Ye Feng wanted another bowl.
However, the helper serving the rice angrily scolded him.
"Scram, one bowl per person, hurry up and wash your bowl!"
Ye Feng shrugged and obediently went to wash his bowl.
On the other side, Ning Buqu had also gotten one of every type, just like Ye Feng, and after quickly finishing his rice, he washed his bowl and left.
He planned to save the buns and plain buns to eat back at the dormitory.
Seeing that the boy was about to leave, Ye Feng also quickly followed him.
"Little brother, what's your name? How about being my little brother?"
Ning Buqu almost suspected he had misheard.
"What did you say? Be your little brother? Am I after your age, or am I after the fact that you don't bathe?"
Only after Ning Buqu retorted him did Ye Feng notice that after so many days of long-distance travel, his clothes were already a bit tattered, and the smell of sweat was very strong.
It was just that he had gotten used to it before, so he temporarily forgot about it.
"Little brother, follow me, and I guarantee you'll eat well and live well. Now, first take me to bathe."
"Go wherever you want, I'm leaving first."
Ning Buqu couldn't stand this and immediately turned to leave.
"Hey, look at this?"
Ye Feng pulled out an ounce of gold and dangled it in front of the other party.
"Gold, give it to me!"
Ning Buqu's eyes went straight the moment he saw the gold.
"Hey, I can give you this gold, but you have to be my tour guide for a day, familiarizing me with Di Yong Peak today, as well as some things Utility Disciples need to pay attention to."
With a wave of his hand, Ye Feng dodged the other party's snatch.
Teasing a young punk was easy for him.
"Good!"
Ning Buqu agreed.
He was a lucky cowherd boy who saved a Cultivator a few months ago and was then brought by the other party to Xuantian Sect and 'sold'.
He had never seen much money, and an ounce of gold already held significant weight for him.
"Now, first take me to bathe; I need to change my clothes."
Ye Feng immediately ordered.
He secretly thought, 'Successfully manipulated!'
He had noticed this guy just now; he was relatively reserved in his actions and a bit introverted, with no friends around him.
Such a guy was most likely a poor commoner, the easiest to manipulate!
Those rich young masters were either arrogant or full of confidence, and it was normal for them to have a few small followers around.
"Follow me!"
Ning Buqu didn't care what Ye Feng was thinking; he was only focused on getting the ounce of gold in Ye Feng's hand.
As Ning Buqu walked quickly, the two traveled through several buildings. Ye Feng was curious but didn't rush to ask.
The most urgent matter now was to change his clothes; he really stank.
This sloppy appearance was too detrimental to him picking up girls.
A few minutes later, Ye Feng was led to a bathhouse.
"Alright, now you can go in and bathe. Get a bucket, draw water, and then go in and bathe."
Ning Buqu stared intently at the ounce of gold in Ye Feng's hand.
