Chapter 87: Chapter 30: Heaven’s Chosen Ones
Ye Chenfeng t the Sect Leader’s puzzled eyes but ignored them and turned away.
The Sect Leader felt like jumping up and down again.
No one wanted to ask, because they knew Ye Chenfeng wouldn’t answer anyway.
Ying Long took Tianmiao on a tour everywhere. Although Tianmiao had wandered around the Canglang Sect by herself before, she hadn’t shown herself. This ti, Ying Long was swaggering around with her.
"Master, over there is the best canteen in the Canglang Sect. Every peak has its own kitchen, but the culinary skills of the canteen on Qingque Peak, where the alchemy cultivators are, is the best." Ying Long smirked, "Master, guess why this is?"
Without waiting for Tianmiao to respond, Ying Long laughed to himself, "Because they practice alchemy all the ti, I don’t know if they make good pills, but their mastery of controlling heat is the best in the Canglang Sect. Quite a few alchemists double up as cooks. And let
tell you, their skills are really impressive. They’ve even opened restaurants in so cities, and business is booming. Co, Master, I’ll take you to eat."
After saying this, Ying Long led Tianmiao straight to the canteen on Qingque Peak.
When Ying Long appeared at the canteen entrance of Qingque Peak, the whole peak was in an uproar.
Lord Ying Long is known to stay put for hundreds of years, and every ti there’s good food and drink, it’s delivered especially to him. Often, the delivery person ends up soaked, but many people vie for the task. Because when Lord Ying Long is in a good mood, he’ll offer so pointers, providing imnse benefit to those delivering food.
Today, Lord Ying Long visiting their canteen definitely ans he’s there for good food, right? Otherwise, what else can one do at a canteen, sleep?
Doesn’t this an that if they can please Lord Ying Long, there will be many benefits?
Thinking of this, everyone got excited.
Looking at the stunning woman beside Ying Long, everyone was puzzled. Who is she?
The next mont, Ye Chenfeng, with a cold expression, also stepped into the canteen.
Everyone couldn’t help but gaze up at the sky.
What day is it today?
Lord Ying Long visits their canteen, and the sect’s top genius, arrives for the first ti at their canteen?
Are they all here to eat?
Soon, everyone knew the identity of the woman beside Ying Long.
It was Tianmiao, the sword spirit Ye Chenfeng had acquired from a Divine Weapon in the Secret Realm!
Rumor has it she’s even a friend of Lord Ying Long.
This is incredible; all three people visiting their canteen today are formidable figures!
"Hey, what are you all standing around for? Serve the dishes, bring out your best ones. If Tiantian feels one is delicious, you’ll be richly rewarded," Ying Long shouted, pounding the table.
No one felt insulted by these words.
First of all, Ying Long is indeed a lord. He has the capital and the qualification.
Secondly, when he says ’richly rewarded,’ it must be sothing priceless that benefits their cultivation imnsely.
"Senior, please sit for a while. I’ll prepare my most skilled dish, braised pork, for you right away. Your esteed presence today truly brings us great honor. I’ll give it my best; this dish is made using my family’s secret recipe, fatty but not greasy..." A quick-witted cultivator stepped forward to greet them, flattering and bragging about his skills.
"Enough talk, go make it; if it’s good, rewards won’t fall short for you." Ying Long interrupted the cultivator’s boasting, urging him, and then told the other surrounding cultivators, "Stop sucking up and quickly go make food. Can sucking up make you advance as cultivators? No! You have to work seriously." As he said at the end, Ying Long’s tone beca earnest and serious.
The cultivators felt ashad on hearing that, and they all rushed to the kitchen.
"A bunch of suck-ups, don’t you know there’s no future in sucking up?" Ying Long scoffed, then turned to Tianmiao with a fawning smile, "Right, Tiantian, am I right or am I right? Tiantian, would you like so tea? This tea is fragrant, with a brew of erald green soup, slightly sweet. I took it all from the Sect Leader last ti. Such good tea, only worthy of our wise and mighty Tiantian. I’ll send soone to brew it for you, find a disciple who’s the best at brewing tea."
From the sidelines, Ye Chenfeng’s expression cracked slightly.
Kong Hou and Dong Xiao were laughing hysterically in their Divine Sense exchange.
This Ying Long, where’s his face? Hahaha, he’s sothing else. No wonder he’s a shaless old creature, living for several thousands of years; his skin could not be thicker.
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