Chapter 129 The Emperor Delivers Takeout? He Casually Donates 100 Million!
"Beep! Detected that host Ye Feng has swept through the 'High-Dimensional Horror Temple,' current causal affinity across the heavens: 100%!" "Due to a sense of loneliness at the peak of invincibility, a special mortal experience mission is now activated: Dissipation of Obsession!" "Identity matched: Starry Sea Express - Trainee Deliveryman. Current mission: Deliver a 'Golden Ratio Fried Rice' to the Caesars Palace Hotel. Hint: The recipient is the host's first love ex-girlfriend whom he broke up with ten years ago due to 'poverty,' and today is her wedding to the son of Shanghai's richest man!"
On the streets of Shanghai, the sunset was like blood.
In this extraordinary era where even the air is filled with spiritual molecules and everyone yearns for awakening, there is still a group of people struggling to make a living.
Ye Feng changed into a striking yellow delivery uniform and wore a helmet with the "Xinghai Express" logo. He straddled an ordinary-looking electric scooter with a worn-out delivery box strapped to the back seat.
However, no one knows that the core of this electric vehicle is powered by "eternal stellar debris," and once it reaches full power, it can circle the Milky Way three times in one second.
"Delivering takeout?" Ye Feng chuckled self-deprecatingly, his slender fingers gently twisting the handlebars. "Ali, seal that fried rice with the 'Heaven and Earth Warming Array.' If it's even a degree cold by the time it arrives, I'll tear down the God of Cookery's signboard."
"Alright! Captain, I've already made the God of Cookery kneel down and stir-fry it eighty-one times, guaranteeing that every grain of rice contains the essence of a planet!" Hu Yanli's voice rang out in the void.
boom--!
The electric scooter emitted a soft hum, then left a blurry afterimage on the bustling street before disappearing into the traffic.
Caesars Palace Hotel, the most luxurious money-spending den in Shanghai.
Today, this place was booked out by the Zhao family, the most prominent family in Shanghai. The red carpet stretched from one end of the street to the other, and countless media reporters with their cameras were frantically snapping photos of the socialites in attendance.
"Have you heard? Young Master Zhao's bride, Lin Meiqi, was a poor girl who was a school beauty back then. In the end, she was moved by Young Master Zhao's sincerity (and money). She's a real-life Cinderella."
"Hey, what sincerity? I heard that Lin Meiqi had a poor boy as her first love back then, but she dumped him because she thought he had no future. These days, love is nothing, spirit stones are the only thing that matters!"
The guests were buzzing with discussion, while in the luxurious bridal suite on the top floor of the hotel, Lin Meiqi was touching up her makeup in front of the mirror.
She wore a custom-made wedding dress worth millions, and the necklace around her neck shimmered with dazzling light. Looking at her stunning reflection in the mirror, a complex emotion flickered in her eyes.
"Ye Feng... if you saw me now, would you regret being so mediocre back then?" she murmured to herself, then completely erased that cheap sense of guilt.
Just then, the door was pushed open, and bridesmaid Wang Yan walked in with a look of disgust on her face.
"Meiqi, hurry up and go downstairs. Young Master Zhao is already waiting for you. By the way, a delivery guy just barged in, saying you ordered fried rice with eggs? What a joke! On such a joyous occasion, who would order such cheap junk?"
Lin Meiqi frowned slightly: "Fried rice with egg? I didn't order that. Tell him to get lost and stop getting in the way."
The wedding ceremony had already begun in the hotel lobby.
In the center of the stage, Zhao Chengqian, the eldest son of the Zhao family, was in high spirits. He was a genius who had awakened a "gold-level" superpower and was enjoying the worship of the crowd.
"Ms. Lin Meiqi, do you wish to..." The emcee's voice was clear and bright.
"Wait a minute! The delivery is here!"
A calm yet incredibly powerful voice instantly drowned out the expensive symphony playing at the wedding.
The entire room fell silent.
Everyone turned around and saw a food delivery worker wearing a yellow vest walking unhurriedly on the red carpet at the entrance of the hall, carrying a thermos box that emitted a faint glow.
The sound of those footsteps felt like each step was pounding on everyone's hearts, making those billionaire tycoons feel inexplicably suffocated.
"Ye Feng?!" Lin Meiqi screamed in shock when she saw the person's face, her face turning deathly pale.
"Where did this stinky delivery guy come from? Security! Break his legs and throw him out!" Zhao Chengqian was furious. He was used to being a tyrant in Shanghai, and he couldn't tolerate anyone causing trouble at his wedding.
Dozens of powerful Zhao family bodyguards instantly surrounded them; each of them was a master who had awakened supernatural abilities.
Ye Feng stopped, lifted the visor of his helmet, revealing a pair of deep, starry eyes.
"Lin Meiqi, this is your favorite fried rice from ten years ago. Back then, I didn't have much money and could only afford a five-yuan serving. Today, I brought this personally. Don't you... want to try it?"
"Ye Feng! Are you crazy!" Lin Meiqi shouted angrily, "Look at yourself! Cheap work clothes and riding a beat-up electric scooter! Do you think you can gain my sympathy like this? You lowly trash don't deserve to be at my wedding!"
"Lower-class trash?" Ye Feng laughed, his laughter causing the air in the entire Caesars Hotel to distort violently.
He slowly opened the insulated box in his hand.
In that instant, a golden divine light shot straight into the sky and burst forth from the box! The dense, liquefied spiritual energy instantly filled the entire hotel, and the withered flowers bloomed wildly in an instant. Even the ordinary guests present felt more than ten years younger!
"This...this is a divine medicine? No! This is the essence of Tao!" a veteran superhuman hidden among the guests exclaimed, falling off his chair.
"This meal is made from Nine Heavens Mysterious Rice, cooked with the true fire of the sun. I originally wanted to bestow wealth upon you, but alas, you are blind."
Ye Feng casually tossed the fried rice on the ground.
"Zhao Chengqian, is that right? You just said you were going to break my legs?"
"Damn it! Kill him!" Although Zhao Chengqian was shocked by the strange phenomenon, his arrogance as the son of the richest man made him unleash his superpower, and a thick bolt of lightning shot straight towards Ye Feng's face.
Ye Feng didn't even raise his hand, simply uttering a single word:
"kneel."
boom--!
An indescribable, terrifying pressure that transcended dimensions and time descended in an instant!
Not only Zhao Chengqian, but all the members of the Zhao family, all the wealthy tycoons, and even the building that was said to be able to withstand an atomic bomb all emitted a shrill cracking sound at this moment!
Thump! Thump!
Zhao Chengqian's knees slammed heavily onto the stage, shattering all his bones, leaving him sprawled on the ground, unable to move.
"Who...who are you?!" Zhao Chengqian roared in terror.
"You are not worthy to hear my name."
Ye Feng slowly turned around and looked at Lin Meiqi, who was slumped on the ground with a face full of despair.
"Ali, this wedding is too dark. Let's turn on a light."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
With this response, the once clear sky suddenly split open with a massive, unbroken rift stretching for thousands of miles.
Immediately afterwards, under the horrified gazes of millions of citizens in Shanghai, nine true dragons, each ten thousand feet long and composed entirely of pure spiritual energy, slowly descended from the clouds, pulling a massive palace burning with divine starlight!
That's the Imperial Palace of the Supreme Commander of the Starsea Federation!
"My God! It's a coffin carried by nine dragons... no! It's a palanquin pulled by nine dragons! That's the Emperor's carriage!"
"That deliveryman... is Emperor Ye Feng?!"
Outside the hotel, the plaza where luxury cars were parked was instantly shattered into dust by the oppressive force of the nine divine dragons descending.
Dozens of Star Sea Generals, each clad in purple-gold armor and possessing the power to destroy planets, walked through the air and knelt down in unison before the hotel entrance.
"Your humble servants pay homage to Emperor Ye Feng!" "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
That sound shattered the clouds, shattering all of Lin Meiqi's self-esteem and fantasies.
Surrounded by countless golden rays, Ye Feng slowly removed his delivery uniform, revealing a dark divine robe that shimmered with the light of billions of stars.
He looked down at Lin Meiqi with no hatred in his eyes, only indifference towards an ant.
"You yearn for a life of luxury, then I'll show you what the true number one family in all the heavens is like."
Ye Feng casually made a grabbing motion in the air.
The Zhao family, who once dominated Shanghai, had all their assets, spirit stones, real estate, and even their ancestral graves forcibly stripped away and compressed into a small black sphere at this moment.
"Is this what you're so proud of? In my eyes, it's nothing but a speck of dust."
Ye Feng flicked his finger.
Bang.
In that instant, the Zhao family was completely erased from the causal chain of Earth. Aside from Lin Meiqi, who survived and witnessed it all, the Zhao family ceased to exist.
"Meiqi, if you don't want to eat this fried rice, then feed it to the dog."
Ye Feng stepped onto the nine-dragon palanquin and flew into the sky without looking back.
"Your Majesty! I was wrong! I've always loved you! Please take me away!" Lin Meiqi cried out frantically in the ruins, her fingernails digging into the ground, drawing blood.
But the nine true dragons didn't even leave a glance; they vanished into the end of time and space in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, in the Starry Sea Hall, Ning Rongrong was holding a cup of fragrant tea, smiling as she looked at Ye Feng who had returned.
"Brother Feng, did you enjoy this delivery?"
Ye Feng took the teacup, took a small sip, and his eyes regained their arrogant, domineering look.
"That's great. However, these mortal women are ultimately too narrow-minded. Ali, notify all dimensions that I'm going to start the 'Choice of Concubines from All Heavens'. Anyone whose cultivation is above God King and whose looks are in the top 100 of the All Heavens Ranking is qualified to come for an interview."
"Holy crap! Captain, this is a huge undertaking!"
"Is it big? Then let's take down those unruly planes first, and then let them choose."
Ye Feng slowly stood up and looked up at the deeper starry sky.
"Now that the mortal world is over, I will make sure that the entire universe bears the mark of the 'Ye Family Harem'!"
Amidst the divine radiance and the roar of the nine dragons pulling the chariot, a new era concerning the "most arrogant ruler of all heavens" has begun in an even more domineering and unreasonable way!
I am Ye Feng. If you can handle the takeout I deliver, it's a stroke of luck. If you can't, it's—utter disaster!