Chapter 111: Chapter 111: The Stone-Faced Person is a Ghost Cultivator

"A savory crepe! Boss, quickly, I need a savory crepe!"

Zhang Yue’s hands were trembling. As she drew near, she collapsed straight onto the ground. The moment she looked up, tears streamed down her cheeks.

She was that hungry.

And yet, no matter how emotional Zhang Yue got, her face remained completely expressionless.

Combined with eyes that were actually glowing green, it was enough to make your hair stand on end.

’Why am I running into "ghosts" all night? And this one is even trying to shake me down!’

Lu Wu’s hand shook, and she nearly knocked over the basin of batter.

"Boss, be careful. If you knock that over, I’ll..."

Zhang Yue, leaving her sentence unfinished, tried to squeeze out a smile to convey her feelings. Unfortunately, her facial muscles refused to cooperate. All that remained was a bug-eyed stare, which made it look like she was threatening someone.

’I’ll what?’

’I’ll kill you?’

Having mentally completed the threat, Lu Wu glanced at the Spirit Stones her customer had thrown onto the counter and picked up her spatula anyway.

’It’s a small business; I can’t afford to deal with threats. Can’t I just give in?’

’Alright, let’s do this.’

The batter spread across the griddle. As it heated and began to set, the tantalizing aroma of wheat started to drift through the air.

Lu Wu cracked an egg on top and spread it evenly, all while using her peripheral vision to gauge the difference in Combat Power between Lou Xiaotian and this young woman.

As for why she didn’t include herself in the calculation...

She was a food blogger. She made the meals; she didn’t want to be one.

Zhang Yue scrambled up from the ground, patted the dust off her clothes, and stared at the savory crepe with hungry eyes.

GULP. GULP.

The sound of someone swallowing repeatedly could be heard. Zhang Yue rubbed her stomach and continued to stare, her eyes shining like stars.

’Boss, oh Boss, please hurry up! I’m going to starve to death!’

When she was young, her mind had wandered while practicing her Cultivation Technique, and she’d accidentally given herself facial paralysis—the incurable kind.

From then on, she learned to express her emotions with her eyes.

She thought she was quite skilled at acting with her eyes. In the past, many people had been swayed by her ocular performance.

This time, however, the signal got scrambled in transmission. To Lu Wu, Zhang Yue’s stare meant something else entirely.

It was the classic "What are you lookin’ at? Keep lookin’ and I’ll mess you up" kind of stare.

Pursing her lips, Lu Wu spared a glance for Lou Xiaotian, only to see his solemn expression.

She shot him a look that said, "Can you take her?"

Lou Xiaotian’s eyes shot back: "I can’t."

For a man to admit he "couldn’t do it," it was obvious how powerful their opponent must be. With that answer, Lu Wu’s last shred of hope died.

"Would you like any toppings?" she asked cautiously, her customer service suddenly becoming impeccable.

’I’m not looking for a five-star review, just to stay alive.’

"What can I add?"

Zhang Yue’s face was pulled taut. She looked at the few options written on the sign, finding it difficult to choose.

She’d never had any of them before.

’It’s tough being poor.’

She didn’t just have to feed herself; she also had to support a whole group of spooky, non-human things.

"You can add everything. How about... the ’Happy Family’ crepe?"

Lu Wu made the suggestion, only to see the young woman’s eyes turn ferocious.

"Fine. Make it, quickly."

With tears welling in her eyes, Zhang Yue thought this boss was a truly good person. Not only did she provide service with a smile, but she even offered helpful suggestions.

If she said it was a "Happy Family," then a "Happy Family" it would be. Lu Wu didn’t cut any corners.

After getting the customer’s approval, Lu Wu dabbed on some sweet chili sauce and ketchup, spreading them with a brush.

Lou Xiaotian, watching from the side, got a strange look on his face.

’Is Boss Lu planning to take revenge with some kind of dark cuisine?’

In reality, Lu Wu was perfectly confident.

The two sauces might have different flavor profiles, but as long as she got the ratio right, they would create a unique and delicious taste together.

Pork loin, ham, and spicy gluten strips.

The spicy strips had a savory, piquant flavor. Glistening and sprinkled with numerous spices, their inherent, fragrant oiliness and vibrant color were enough to whet anyone’s appetite.

Zhang Yue’s stomach was growling loudly.

The aroma magnified her hunger, and Zhang Yue felt like she was about to collapse.

"Boss..."

’Hurry up.’

She wanted to express her desperation, but saw the boss jump and loudly exclaim...

"It’s ready! It’s ready! The savory crepe is ready!"

Lu Wu placed the savory crepe, now cut in half, into Zhang Yue’s hands.

"It’s a little hot, so eat it slowly. I can make more if it’s not enough."

Being treated so kindly by a stranger, Zhang Yue felt a warmth spread through her heart.

’There really are a lot of good people in the world.’

She took the savory crepe, but before she could even say thank you, she saw Lu Wu quickly back away.

"Ahem. I’ll let you enjoy your crepe in peace."

’Lu Wu, feeling like she could be punched at any second, had the strong urge to run for her life.’

’My trusty tool, Qin No. 1, I miss you.’

The spurned "Luo Erhao," meanwhile, was staring at the skull emblem on Zhang Yue’s cuff and suddenly spoke up.

"Are you a disciple of the Ghost Sect?"

The Ghost Sect was one of the great Sects of the Southern State.

Compared to famous Sects like the Holy Sword Sect and the Divine Doctor Valley, the Ghost Sect was relatively unknown.

Its disciples were all Ghost Cultivators who dealt with ghosts day in and day out. Their bodies were steeped in Yin Qi, which tended to affect their personalities, making them gloomy and eerie.

"Mmm-hmm, Wosi Ghost Sect."

Munching on her savory crepe, Zhang Yue was completely lost in the delicious taste, her words muffled as she replied.

’Waaaah, this is so delicious!’

’Compared to this boss’s cooking, the stuff that ghost chef from the Ghost Sect makes is garbage that not even a ghost would eat.’

The soft crepe tore gently between her teeth. The combined flavor of the two sauces was so good that Zhang Yue found her tongue constantly darting out to lick away the traces from her lips.

Even the simple lettuce inside was crisp, refreshing, and carried a hint of sweetness.

The slices of pork loin were incredibly tender; coated in sauce, they slid down her throat after only a few chews.

The spicy gluten strips were even more stunning.

Perfectly savory and salty, they had a satisfying toughness that made them delightfully chewy.

A multitude of textures came together harmoniously in a single small crepe, finally soothing Zhang Yue’s famished stomach.

Sweet, spicy, tangy... and a tingle in her nose.

On the verge of tears for the umpteenth time, Zhang Yue’s face remained perfectly still as she continued to express her love for the savory crepe with her "acting."

"It’s fine. People from the Ghost Sect are actually very reasonable," Lou Xiaotian whispered to Lu Wu, explaining.

Don’t let the name "Ghost Sect" fool you. In reality, their Ghost Cultivators follow an orthodox path of cultivation.

After people die, most of their souls enter the cycle of reincarnation.

However, some people die with so much resentment that they refuse to enter the cycle of reincarnation. These are known as resentful ghosts.

Once a resentful ghost loses its sanity, it becomes a disaster.

Ghost Cultivators form bonds with these resentful ghosts and help them fulfill their lingering wishes. Once those wishes are fulfilled, some resentful ghosts can finally pass on, while others choose to serve the Ghost Cultivator, becoming a part of their power.

This unique Cultivation Method is exclusive to the Ghost Sect.

When a powerful master from the Ghost Sect makes an appearance, it’s often accompanied by a Night Parade of Hundred Demons. The spectacle is both grand and deeply unsettling.

But Lou Xiaotian remembered that people from the Ghost Sect rarely showed themselves in public.

They preferred to frequent places like mass burial grounds and the depths of ancient forests.

For a Ghost Cultivator to come to a large metropolis like Yuanhai City, it usually meant a large number of resentful ghosts had appeared that needed to be dealt with.

But he hadn’t heard any news about that.

Lu Wu didn’t know a thing about the intricacies of the Ghost Sect. Realizing it was all a false alarm, she retrieved her courage and put it back where it belonged.

Seeing Zhang Yue wolfing down her food, she poured her a cup of water.

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