3.The God of Cooking Appears in the World

Just at this moment, the disciple in charge of serving the dishes had already flown over on a flying sword. Seeing the two dishes that had already been cooked, he was about to take them away. Before Lu Xiangjun could stop him, Xu Shan had quickly finished stir-frying the third dish! Another golden light shot straight up into the sky!

"Damn it, the dish is glowing!!!"

"Damn it, here it comes again!!!"

The dish-serving disciple and Lu Xiangjun both lost their composure and shouted at the sight of the beam of light. After shouting, the two of them looked at each other.

The dish-serving disciple stammered, "Senior Brother Lu, what... what's going on here?"

"I was just about to ask you the same thing!"

"Then who is he?" The dish-serving disciple looked at Xu Shan's magical cooking skills with a trembling voice, "Where did you invite this senior from?"

"Ah, don't worry about that. Hurry up and take the dishes over."

"Wait... Are you sure this stuff is edible? It won't blow someone's mouth up, will it?" The dish-serving disciple said anxiously.

Lu Xiangjun took a look at the stir-fried dish, rolled his tongue, and said, "It's just glowing. I think this thing looks really delicious. Even if it's poisoned, I want to take a bite."

"Just go ahead! We're in a hurry. Besides, there's no poison in it. This is the only way to go for now!"

"But these are all people from other sects! If it makes them sick, we can't afford to offend them. Who will be responsible?"

"Of course, it's the chef's responsibility. Do you think I'll be responsible?" Lu Xiangjun sold Xu Shan out without even thinking. There was a high chance that nothing would go wrong. The ingredients were fine. Anyway, this stuff definitely wasn't poisoned. He had been watching here all the time, and it smelled so good.

After struggling for a while, the dish-serving disciple stamped his foot and stepped forward to take the dishes. But as soon as he picked up the plate, he froze in place and kept sniffing. His eyes were fixed on the plate and he couldn't move at all.

Lu Xiangjun quickly reminded him, "Don't even think about stealing a bite! Hurry up and go!"

The dish-serving disciple came to his senses and immediately flew away with the dishes.

Looking at Xu Shan, who was still immersed in the process of cooking, Lu Xiangjun fell into deep thought. This kid seemed to have some background. The dishes he made in the kitchen earlier tasted great. Now, using some spirit birds and spirit fruits, he could achieve such an effect. He must have some unique family cooking skills. But now wasn't the time to think about these things. He had to get through the sect's business first, and then ask him about the situation later.

In the main hall, Ye Qingbi, the sect master of the Xinglan Sect, was wearing a plain white long dress that was as light and floating as a cloud. An air of coldness emanated from her. She gently waved her arms and chatted and laughed freely with the guests. It was only after she finished sharing her insights on the breakthrough that she said, "Today is the first time since the establishment of the Xinglan Sect that we have welcomed so many fellow cultivators to support us. Our sect has specially prepared some unique dishes of the Xinglan Sect to entertain you all."

"I hope you can enjoy them to the fullest."

The guests didn't react too much. Occasionally, some people whispered to each other.

"The Xinglan Sect actually hired someone to cook. I haven't eaten such food for a long time."

"Yeah, it's quite an original idea."

"Unique dishes of the Xinglan Sect? This is the first time I've heard of it. Do they really specialize in this?"

Soon, some inner sect disciples came forward one by one to serve the dishes. When the dishes appeared in the main hall, all kinds of strange and rich aromas instantly filled the entire space. The cultivators in the hall couldn't help but click their tongues in admiration.

"Just by smelling the aroma, we can tell that these dishes are extraordinary. Sect Master Ye has really put a lot of effort into it."

"Yeah... It's really amazing. These dishes are probably much better than ordinary spirit fruits and pills. It's obvious that many rare treasures and spirit beasts were used in them."

"It's really making my mouth water. I haven't felt like this for many years."

Ye Qingbi was taken aback. It smelled so good? She had originally thought that they would just make some ordinary dishes, arrange them beautifully, and simply entertain the guests. Was the cooking skill of this disciple so good? This was really unexpected. She would have to give a good reward after this was over.

The disciples of the Xinglan Sect kept serving the dishes until there was a dish on the low table in front of each guest. Many people stared at the dishes in front of them and swallowed their saliva slightly. The aroma of the dishes in the plates kept wafting into their nostrils. Their deepest appetite had been aroused. Everyone really had no intention of thinking about anything else. They just wanted to pick up their chopsticks quickly and take a bite to taste what the dishes were like.

There was also a dish in front of Ye Qingbi, and the smell naturally tempted her too. She secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and with a light wave of her right hand, Ye Qingbi said, "Everyone, please start eating. Let's chat while we eat."

As soon as she finished speaking, a huge man as tall as an iron tower immediately clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Sect Master Ye, for your hospitality. Then I, Guo Yang, won't be polite."

Ye Qingbi nodded when she saw that it was Guo Yang, the sect master of the Cangyan Sect.

Guo Yang didn't hesitate to pick up his chopsticks and pick up a piece of the dish. There was a plate of stir-fried chicken in front of him. After looking at it for a while, he felt a little strange. It was indeed chicken, but it wasn't any high-level spirit bird. How could it smell so enticing? Without thinking too much, Guo Yang put the chicken piece into his mouth...

"Ooh~~ Aah~~ Mmm~~" A very embarrassing sound came out of his mouth, and the whole place instantly fell into silence. Everyone who had been about to pick up the dishes to eat stopped and looked in the direction of the sound with dull eyes.

At this moment, under the shocked gazes of everyone, Guo Yang was caressing and rubbing his own body with a dazed expression. The disciple who had come with him beside him was already in a panic, looking completely at a loss.

Under the attention of everyone, Guo Yang touched and rubbed himself and moaned for more than ten seconds...

"Mas... Master... What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Guo Yang's disciple finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He was so ashamed and angry that he trembled as he reached out to pull the corner of Guo Yang's clothes.

But unexpectedly, at this time, Guo Yang suddenly opened his mouth and said with his eyes closed and a look of intoxication, "This, this is indeed the taste of chicken, and it's the most top-notch... This is such a solemn and magnificent sweetness, as if surging waves are crashing in, yet it's so colorful and fascinating, with a rich taste that draws people in...."

.... The whole place was still silent. Everyone looked at Guo Yang with a dark face as he gave a professional food review in a lewd tone. Everyone was cursing in their hearts!

Damn it.... Are you trying to be funny? Shit! Disgusting! Are you crazy? You're giving a lewd review just because you're eating a dish! Damn it, you, the sect master of the Cangyan Sect, are big and burly, and you're at least a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. Do you have to act like this just because you're eating a meal? Were you starved to death in your last life? It's giving me goosebumps all over. Can I even stay in this place anymore!

Guo Yang's disciple buried his head deeply. It was so embarrassing. He never expected that his master was such a person... He had chosen the wrong person to follow. He would leave the sect as soon as he got back!

"Hey, how many years has your master not eaten? Is it really necessary to act like this?" Another elder from a different sect beside Guo Yang's disciple poked him and said.

Guo Yang's disciple tried hard to recall, trying to make an excuse for his master. He turned his head and said seriously, "At least he hasn't eaten for eighty years."

"But it doesn't have to be like this, right? Can you ask your master to stop talking? I can't stand it here any longer."

The veins on Guo Yang's disciple's forehead bulged. He secretly reached out and poked Guo Yang twice. Grinding his teeth, he said in a low voice, "Master... Stop talking, please stop talking! Master, stop eating. I'm scared!!"

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