I don't think we reach exactly 150,but since it was so close, might as well give you guys another chapter.
Btw, do you guys know why this fic doesn't show up when you search "Douluo" or "Douluo Dalu" despite having Douluo in the title? How do I fix it?
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"Aether, what's all this?"
Xue Qinghe was stunned the moment he stepped into the courtyard.
He hadn't expected to return to such a scene.
The originally tranquil space had been transformed into a lavish banquet hall—tables arranged neatly, chairs lined up in place. A large circular dining table stood at the center, laden with steaming dishes that filled the air with a mouthwatering aroma.
Just one whiff, and he felt all his fatigue melt away, replaced by a warm sense of comfort.
"My lord… these dishes…?"
Behind Xue Qinghe, She Long's nose twitched as he stared at the table full of food with an intense expression.
He wasn't trying to be rude. But as a Title Douluo, his spiritual sense had already caught onto something unusual.
These seemingly ordinary dishes were radiating a subtle yet distinct energy wave!
"This is dinner," Aether replied calmly, "Paimon made it."
"Eh? Why's everyone acting so surprised? It's just a few dishes!"
Paimon blinked as she floated over from the kitchen, carrying the final bowl of soup—Jewelry Soup—and setting it on the table.
"Come on, come on, let's eat while it's hot!"
"Brother… this is too much…"
Xue Qinghe looked at the dozen or so dishes on the table—each with vibrant colors and rich aromas—none of which he'd ever seen before.
He couldn't even name them, much less cook them.
It was hard to believe this came from someone who usually just whipped up a simple stir-fry.
"Let's eat first."
Aether smiled and picked up his chopsticks.
"Wow…!"
The moment he took a bite of Universal Peace, even Aether—who'd grown used to Teyvat cuisine—couldn't help but let out a satisfied exhale.
The tender meat melted In his mouth. The flavor was savory but not greasy, and the energy it carried flowed straight through his limbs.
His stamina, which had been depleted by cultivating and sparring recently, instantly felt restored!
One bite was enough to refresh both body and mind.
It was even more effective than eating Sweet Madame in Teyvat.
"Brother, is this really… food?"
Xue Qinghe was no ordinary noble who only cared about taste—he was a Soul Emperor, with a deeply attuned body.
As soon as he took a bite of Cold Cut Platter, he immediately felt a nourishing energy spread through his chest, invigorating every nerve in his body.
"This dish… isn't ordinary food, is it?"
She Long's voice trembled slightly. His eyes were locked on a bowl of Golden Shrimp Balls, as if he were staring at a divine treasure.
He hadn't eaten anything yet, but he could already sense a powerful energy radiating from the dish.
"My lord, may I—?"
"Go ahead."
Aether smiled faintly.
Even if She Long hadn't asked, Aether would have offered anyway.
He needed to test how food from Teyvat would affect other soul cultivators in this world.
After all, he could eat Sweet Madame, Jueyun Chili Chicken, and even Adeptus' Temptation without any problems.
But that was him—someone who had awakened elemental power.
He had no idea how others might react.
"Thank you, my lord!"
She Long bowed respectfully, then picked up his chopsticks and carefully sampled a piece of the shrimp.
"Ah—!"
The moment it entered his mouth, She Long trembled visibly.
Not because it was too hot or too spicy—
But because the shrimp seemed to melt on his tongue, releasing a warm current of energy that poured into his limbs and bones.
He felt as If every cell in his body had been revitalized.
Decades of accumulated fatigue washed away in an instant.
"Delicious… It's too delicious…"
She Long couldn't help but mutter under his breath, his expression one of disbelief.
As a Title Douluo, he had consumed countless rare delicacies in his life.
But never had any dish—whether from the royal palace, Spirit Hall, or an ancient sect—made him feel like this!
Each bite was like tasting the essence of heaven itself!
"This one's called Universal Peace—and this one's Cold Cut Platter…"
Paimon floated beside the table, excitedly pointing out each dish one by one.
She loved it when others appreciated her cooking.
Especially when they reacted this dramatically!
She'd gone all out today, using high-tier ingredients from Teyvat and preparing each dish with the same care she would for the Traveler.
Even Lotus Flower Crisp and Matsutake Meat Rolls made it to the table.
She'd even brought out some of the finer delicacies from Liyue, like Golden Shrimp Balls and Crystal Shrimp.
"Miss Paimon, your cooking is truly divine!"
She Long's praise was not exaggerated in the slightest.
In fact, he'd already decided that from today onward, he'd treat this floating little creature with the utmost respect!
"Brother, you've got quite the chef on your hands…"
Xue Qinghe smiled bitterly.
If this food ever made its way into the royal palace, even the imperial chefs would be put to shame.
And yet this was just a casual meal by Aether's standards?
"This is nothing. You should see what she makes when she's really trying."
Aether smiled.
Xue Qinghe: "..."
This is nothing? Then what the hell do you call a feast?
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