"After all, if a ninth Lord of Gluttony appears in Appetite City, this is also what the Lord of Desire wants to see." Zhong Haizi smiled and looked at Wang Baole.
"Interesting. However, if the Lord of Gluttony is really wanted to see the birth of a ninth Lord of Gluttony, then any Fleshy Apostle can devour a large number of cultivators. Even if they are not at the peak, they should be able to advance. Why is there no ninth Lord of Gluttony in Appetite City?" Wang Baole raised his eyebrows.
"Although the Fleshy Apostles gain a lot from devouring, there is … a limit."
"The Lord of Gluttony is a thousand feet Dharma Form. However, after ninety-nine feet, the remaining ten feet is much more difficult than before. Therefore, the act of devouring can only be done at the moment of actual advancement. Only then can one borrow the power of the devouring to condense one's own Gluttony Crystal." The one who answered Wang Baole was not Zhong Haizi, but another Fleshy Apostle.
This person was the old man. At this moment, he walked over, smiled at Wang Baole, and explained.
"That's right. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to chat and laugh with each other. Although Fleshy Meat is a proof of strength, one must be careful not to become the Fleshy Meat of others." The old man shook his head and sighed. Then, he glanced at Wang Baole and suddenly spoke.
"However … Zhong Haizi missed out on a third situation where Fleshy Apostles can fight to the death. That is … the Hunting Feast."
"The Hunting Feast!" Zhong Haizi's expression changed when he heard this. He looked at the old man abruptly.
"This was stopped by the eight Lords of Gluttony back then. Could it be …"
"That's right. According to my information, the Hunting Feast is about to start again." The old man nodded slightly. As for Wang Baole, after hearing the conversation between the two, a strange look appeared in his eyes.
The expression on Zhong Haizi's face changed rapidly. As the elder explained to Wang Baole about the hunting feast, his face turned pale.
The Grand Hunting Feast was a grand event that surpassed the Gluttony Festival in the past. It was held once a year in the City of Appetite. Under the guidance of the Lord of Desire, all participants would head to the lower world to hunt ancient beasts and obtain food ingredients.
This world was divided into three layers. The people were on the second layer, the gods were sleeping on the first layer, and the bottom layer was the third layer. Countless people and beasts were sleeping there.
The origin of the Ancients was in there. However, compared to the Ancients who had awakened, the ones in the bottom layer who had not awakened often did not have intelligence. They were like walking corpses. At the same time, they gave birth to a greater number of strange Ferocious Beasts, so they were extremely dangerous.
However, while it was dangerous, the Ancient Beasts themselves were the highest quality ingredients. Even the golden tentacles were first discovered in the lower realms, but later on, those who wanted to control them gained unlimited regenerative power.
Other than that, there was another danger, which came from the malicious intent between the cultivators of Appetite City.
Because the Gluttony Lord would not participate in the Grand Hunting Feast, the strongest person who entered would be the Fleshy Apprentice. Therefore, the act of devouring each other was not allowed in the City of Gluttony, but in the lower world, it was the default rule.
For the Gluttony Lord, the harvest of the Fleshy Apprentices under his command in the lower world also determined the proportion of authority they would obtain from the Gluttony Lord.
However, because the strength of the City of Gluttony was uncontrollable, and it was very likely that it would not be proportional, it would greatly reduce the power of the Gluttony Lord. Therefore, the Gluttony Lords opposed the Grand Hunting Feast.
However, after the Grand Hunting Feast had stopped for many years, for some reason, the eight Gluttony Lords did not stop it this time. This made all the Fleshy Apprentices who heard about it feel a sense of danger.
"The reason why the Grand Hunting Feast is opened is because the Gluttony Lord sensed that there would be a ninth Gluttony Lord in our City of Gluttony. This Gluttony Lord will be born in the Grand Hunting Feast. Most of us believe that this Grand Hunting Feast is specially opened for the Divine Furnace Path." After the old man explained the Grand Hunting Feast to Wang Baole, a faint voice with a sense of pressure entered everyone's ears.
Along with the voice came a middle-aged man wearing a long purple robe. He looked very similar to Zhou Huo, who was as big as a mountain of flesh. As he walked in, the surrounding people at the banquet saw him and felt the Law of Gluttony in their bodies tremble. They immediately recognized the identity of the newcomer.
"Greetings, Gluttony Lord!" The old man, Zhong Haizi, and the two Fleshy Apprentices who had not yet arrived immediately bowed in greeting. The other cultivators at the banquet also lowered their heads.
Wang Baole cupped his fists as well. He could tell that the person who had arrived was an avatar. Clearly, Zhou Huo's true form was too majestic, and it wasn't suitable for him to appear in the banquet hall. Therefore, it was natural for an avatar to come.
However, because it was just a clone, the Law of Gluttony resonated with it, causing it to emit a powerful pressure. However, this had no effect on Wang Baole.
"The reason I called all of you here at this banquet is to announce this matter." After Zhou Huo walked over, his gaze swept past Wang Baole and company before landing on the other two Meat Pulp Disciples who were walking briskly over.
"The Grand Hunting Feast will begin in a month," he said, looking at Wang Baole. "I hope that all of you … consider survival as your number one priority. As for Master Ice Spirit, you need to be careful of the Dao of the Divine Furnace. When the altar absorbed you today, you became his prey."
"Prey?" Wang Baole said, smiling. His eyes glittered brightly.
Zhou Huo could tell what Wang Baole was thinking. His eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he walked toward the seat of honor in the banquet hall. Without further ado, the banquet officially began.
As more and more delicacies were served, and as more and more beautiful servants filled the banquet hall, desire filled the air. Compared to the chaos in the City of Gluttony, the black smoke emanating from Zhou Huo's mansion was just as shocking as the one in the city.
The black aura represented intense lust, so intense that the cultivators in the City of Gluttony didn't dare to get close to it.
That was because … if they got too close, they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from being infected and withered away.
Only those who had reached a certain level of the magical law of desire, or those who had been brought in as servants, would be infected and lose themselves.
That was the power of the magical law of desire.
The banquet didn't last very long. By the time the fighting and fighting had ended, night had covered the sky, and the banquet was nearing its end.
As the crowd left, Wang Baole summoned the female manager and bid farewell to Zhou Huo. Zhou Huo, who was sitting there, suddenly spoke.
"Nice gift," he said.
"As long as the Lord of Gluttony likes it." Wang Baole replied with a smile. The gift he had given to Zhou Huo, the Lord of Gluttony, was forty percent of the shares in the Ice Spirit Water store.
Zhou Huo looked at Wang Baole for a moment, then said, "Your origin isn't important.
Even if you cultivate the magical law of pleasure, it doesn't matter. That's assuming you don't have any enemies outside of the City of Gluttony. However, if you can become the ninth Lord of Gluttony, then … your enemies will become the enemy of the City of Gluttony.
"Because you represent the magical law of appetite." With that, Zhou Huo stopped transmitting.
Wang Baole's expression didn't change in the slightest. He clasped hands and bowed, then turned and left.
As they walked out of Zhou Huo's residence, a glimmer of interest flashed across Wang Baole's eyes, unbeknownst to the female manager.
"The ninth Lord of Gluttony?"
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