Nourishing Spirit Peak,

Fan Wubing sat down, panting heavily. He just maxed out the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill and "Tongue Desire," using his utmost mental energy to prepare immortal cuisine for the entire sect, almost depleting himself.

Although he recovers quickly, the mental fatigue is substantial. Just as he sat down, his vision went black and he fell backward.

Gu Lan saw this and quickly approached, gently placing his head on her lap.

The rich, supple thighs almost made Fan Wubing want to fall into a deep sleep immediately. But he knew it wasn't the time yet, so he forced himself to shake his head,

"Senior Sister Gu, have the dishes been sent?"

Gu Lan looked at his exhausted expression, feeling a bit heartache,

"Yes, they have been delivered. Moreover, look, it's quite a spectacle, even auspicious signs descended, surely everyone is very satisfied."

On the side, Luo Qingyao watched as her senior brother lay on Gu Lan's exposed thighs, eyes wide with envy! She looked down at her own figure and instantly felt disheartened; there was no part that could compare to Senior Sister Gu's anywhere.

She shook her head, sigh! Now wasn't the time to think about this. She stepped forward and placed her hand between Fan Wubing's eyebrows to warm his soul,

"Senior Brother… you're too tired, just rest for a while."

Fan Wubing stood up, frowning,

"No, something is still missing."

"But everyone is very satisfied, look at our Enlightenment Peak, purple aura is drifting around. This indicates that fortune is rising!"

"There's still one dish missing!"

"Ah? Didn't you prepare twenty-seven dishes? They're all here, nothing is missing."

Feeling the flowing aura around him. Faintly, there was an aura, very special, introverted and calm, yet vast as if hiding a world. This aura stirred his "Tongue Desire" greatly!

He wanted to eat, really wanted to eat!

He didn't know what it was, but his "Tongue Desire" couldn't hold it any longer.

"Should we reignite the fire?" Gu Lan asked.

Fan Wubing looked at the stove, pondered for a moment, and shook his head,

"No, these kitchen utensils won't suffice. Ordinary utensils can cook immortal cuisine, but their material strength has limits. The dish we lack must break these limits."

"Then... what should we do?"

Fan Wubing turned his gaze to the adjacent Spirit Nurturing Pot.

Without saying a word, he walked out of the kitchen, stood in front of the Spirit Nurturing Pot, and then asked the Flying Sword Peach Blossom in his Purple Mansion,

"Hua'Er, can you communicate with this pot?"

The Peach Blossom conveyed meaning, yes. It claims to be the creation of heaven and earth, the ancestor of all magical artifacts in the mortal world... In short, emphasizing its importance in various ways, and asked if it could get some food.

"...Fine. Help me tell this pot, 'I know after witnessing my culinary skills, you have accepted me, and want me to use you for cooking, because a good Immortal Chef can help utensils evolve, nurturing your utensil spirit. Although I don't like your arrogant personality, I believe with mutual effort, we can cook supreme immortal dishes together. It's a win-win.'"

The Flying Sword Peach Blossom conveyed Fan Wubing's intention to the Spirit Nurturing Pot.

Then, the Spirit Nurturing Pot immediately opened its stove door, expressing eagerness.

Fan Wubing's mouth twitched, so it's that eager for me to use you! Indeed, during this time, I've managed to temper the Spirit Nurturing Pot's temperament a bit.

Subsequently, he brought some ingredients and entered it.

...

Prepare an immortal feast for more than two thousand people in the entire sect.

Immortal cuisine! Feasting! High-grade immortal cuisine!

These words pierced into the hearts of some guests like thorns. They initially thought that the Eternal Immortal Sect's banquet with high-grade immortal cuisine for the guests was extravagant, but in reality, it was for everyone in the sect, even the servants had a share.

This can't be described as simply extravagant; they don't treat immortal food as immortal food at all!

Not to mention in the impoverished Little South Continent, even in top immortal sects on the Changsheng Continent, this level of extravagance is probably unattainable!

Moreover, this immortal food was surprisingly delicious, perfectly satisfying the appetite and even eliminated the fatigue and hidden injuries accumulated in the divine soul. A pure dual enjoyment of both soul and spirit!

Is this such an Eternal Immortal Sect from the rumors that's gradually declining?

The guests' hearts began to waver.

As their hearts wavered, their aura became unstable.

Ye Yixian's draconic aura began to sway. Underneath the draconic aura, all fortunes were chaos, and during the uncertain times of the world, anything was possible. And now, the momentum was no longer with the guests but with the Eternal Immortal Sect. As it swayed, their fortunes began to flow back to the Eternal Immortal Sect.

"Hahahahaha—"

Mei Jinqiu laughed heartily, with an imposing aura, regaining everything that was lost before! Not only did they regain what was lost, but they also gained additional benefits!

Ye Yixian sensed the sway of the draconic aura, thinking it was bad.

Oh no!

This is fortune backlash! No, I must regain the momentum immediately, or all the gathered fortune will be devoured!

He secretly felt the items in his Qiankun Bag, thinking fortunately, he had prepared!

He steeled his heart and displayed the items from the Qiankun Bag. They were snow-white pastries exuding immortal aura, then he said with a smile,

"Heavenly insights, appearing fortune, such an occasion is indeed a great opportunity for the Eternal Immortal Sect. As a guest, naturally, I must add an arm to support! Everyone, these pastries are called 'Snowflake Celestial Cotton,' made from the night lotus picked at the highest point of the Eternal Night Snow Mountain on the Changsheng Continent, paired with pure water dew absorbed from a century of sunlight and moonlight, crafted by our royal family's top Imperial Immortal Chef over half a year. Please taste!"

This pastry called "Snowflake Celestial Cotton" was the epitome of opulence.

The best ingredients, the best Immortal Chef, and the best quality.

The pastries floating in the air exuded immense immortal aura, very rich. Far surpassing the immortal aura displayed by the cuisine cooked by Fan Wubing, after all, the quality of ingredients differed greatly.

The pastries floated accurately in front of everyone present.

"Snowflake Celestial Cotton is a supreme royal cuisine of the Great Li Dynasty, really only awarded to the nobility after meritorious service. Unexpectedly, Crown Prince Li is so generous. A single stroke, with so many Snowflake Celestial Cottons."

"Undoubtedly the epitome of immortal cuisine, something priceless and unattainable!"

Listening to the discussion, Ye Yixian's heart bled. These Snowflake Celestial Cottons were his treasured possessions, he couldn't bear to eat them casually himself, only indulging with premium Spirit Tea when he was in a good mood.

But now was not the time for reluctance! Within the Eternal Immortal Sect, there was an expert who could manipulate fate! He must respond with full force!

Ye Yixian's gaze swept over the people of the Eternal Immortal Sect, trying to identify the expert who controlled fate... But each person he looked at did not seem to match.

Could it be that chef?

But it was said before that the chef had no cultivation... It shouldn't be him.

Snowflake Celestial Cotton deserves to be savored slowly and carefully. The guests quietly tasted it.

They did not appear as frenzied as when they previously consumed the immortal banquet, but rather as if they were meditating and cycling through their body's meridians. In fact, their experiences did indeed mirror the feeling of cultivating at the peak of Eternal Night Snow Mountain—delightful, natural, and free-spirited.

The scenery of the snow mountain, the spectacle of eternal night, the light of the sun, moon, and sea of clouds... All these images were encapsulated within that small piece of Snowflake Celestial Cotton.

"Good, good!"

"Such wonderful sensations, it feels as if one is truly present to enjoy the snow mountain, eternal night, and sea of clouds. Truly a creation of the heavens and earth!"

"It is indeed a supreme immortal cuisine. Such imagery is unlike anything I've felt before, and what's more, the hidden injuries in my body from years past seem to have dissipated along with it."

The guests gradually came back to their senses.

If from the immortal banquet, what they experienced was the ultimate flavor and the comforting caress of the soul, then what they felt in the Snowflake Celestial Cotton was intimately connected to the immortal path itself.

The ingredients of the immortal banquet were indeed somewhat inferior, and naturally, their effect could not compare to the top-tier, well-crafted Snowflake Celestial Cotton.

Indeed,

"After enjoying the taste, isn't it ultimately about returning to the true immortal path?"

In comparison, Snowflake Celestial Cotton was undoubtedly more astonishing.

The momentum gradually shifted in favor of Ye Yixian.

Mei Jinqiu looked over and saw the dragon shadow in his eyes gradually solidifying, almost breaking free to become real.

Ye Yixian squinted his eyes and communicated with a divine soul transmission,

"Sect Leader Mei, the wondrous fate of your Eternal Immortal Sect's heavenly insight shall be taken by me."

With that, a massive coiling dragon's phantom emerged from behind him, its aura overwhelming.

Mei Jinqiu's brow furrowed intensely,

Crap! The auspicious omen drawn by the immortal banquet was about to be snatched away by Ye Yixian!

No!

He hurriedly tried to stop it. However, he could not.

If it were a real fight, with his cultivation, even ten Ye Yixians combined would not be enough. However, things like fate could not be seized by brute force! This concerned the grand and supreme Heavenly Dao, the inherent rhythm and energy mechanisms of the universe!

Forcibly seizing would only be a lesser tactic, resulting in the loss of even more fortune!

But to let him usurp the fruits of victory?

What to do, what should he do?

At this moment, a figure suddenly flickered in his mind. Just as he was pondering, that figure immediately appeared!

It was the Crane Maiden who served the dishes, arriving again, holding a bowl of soup with a piece of the most ordinary cabbage floating within.

Fan Wubing arrived alongside the Crane Maiden. After paying respects to the Sect Leader and Elder and greeting the guests, he said,

"This is the twenty-eighth dish of this feast, the concluding course,

"Please, before savoring it, hear me out.

"Throughout my culinary journey, I've always pondered the question: why do we cook at all? To satisfy our appetites? To better absorb the nutrients from food? To maintain an endless spirit and essence? There seems to be no definitive answer, yet all appear correct. This time, while preparing the immortal dishes with various flavors and types, none overlapping, it was only when I put down the ladle, saw the pot of broth beside me, that moment I realized.

"This broth resembles our path of cultivation, filled with various stories, breaths, battles, advancements, studies, chances... Together they paint our lives of cultivation. But when we look back, can we still see who we were at the beginning?

"At the beginning, we were as simple and pure as a cabbage. If we merge this initial intention with our complex path of cultivation, what might happen?

"With my humble skill, I don't dare to make reckless judgments, so I have expressed my sentiments through this dish.

"Please taste 'Boiled Cabbage.'"

Ye Yixian's hand trembled.

He was indecisive, hesitated for a long time before finally tasting it.

Upon sipping the broth and eating a piece of cabbage, he understood,

he had lost.

Lost to this "great simplicity" of a low-grade immortal cuisine.

Yes, it was as low-grade as you could get. Made with the most ordinary cabbage and broth, its immortal essence was unremarkable, offering almost no effect to someone of their cultivation.

However,

the profoundly pure Dao intent, a Dao intent even a Divine Split Realm Cultivator might not grasp,

was hidden in this dish named,

"Boiled Cabbage."

The coiling dragon's phantom behind him collapsed instantly, and not only that, but it rose irresistibly from behind Fan Wubing in an instant.

This signified that the dragon's energy he brought from the Great Li Dynasty had chosen a more suitable master.

He stared at Fan Wubing's figure, unable to come to his senses for a long time, and when he finally did, he left the scene in desolation.

As it turns out,

this chef was the expert who manipulated fate all along!

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