It was a flawless plan.
To execute it, however, she needed a distraction.
She had too much energy, a spatial ring overflowing with premium monster meat from the Eastern Coastal Wastes, and a desperate need to inflict her culinary dominance upon someone who couldn't fight back.
Ji'an wiped her flour-covered hands on her gray apron, a dark, manic, and unhinged smirk spreading across her face.
"Time to feed the youth," Ji'an declared.
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The Outer-to-Inner Sect Transition Pavilion was a massive, sprawling dining hall designed specifically for the junior disciples.
These were the youths who had not yet achieved Inedia, the ability to survive purely on ambient Qi, and still required mortal sustenance to fuel their grueling daily training.
Normally, the pavilion was a lively, chaotic place, filled with the clatter of chopsticks, the boastful chatter of teenagers, and the smell of bland, boiled spirit-wheat and overcooked cabbage.
Bang!
