"Teacher, this is Sister Ziyan's breakfast," Wei Yi explained in a low voice.
Breakfast?
The Third Elder and the others exchanged puzzled glances.
They had already been introduced to Yao Ziyan, the clerk of Origin Mall, back at the Thousand Spirit Pavilion.
A royal of the demonic beast lineage, a master beyond the realm of Pathseeker—her re presence had left a deep impression on them.
But Wei Yi had neglected to ntion an important fact.
Aside from being a clerk, Yao Ziyan was also... a cook.
And most importantly—her cooking slled divine.
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Wei Yi had never actually tasted it.
Every ti Yao Ziyan cooked, she and the boss would eat alone, completely ignoring the existence of their custors.
By now, Wei Yi had built up an immunity to the disappointnt.
He had learned his lesson—whenever he visited Origin Mall, he made sure to eat beforehand.
Still, the Third Elder couldn't help but wonder—
What kind of breakfast could have such an intoxicating aroma?
Even stranger, why did the scent carry traces of elixirs?
With his decades of expertise in alchemy, he could imdiately tell—
This fragrance contained at least several Heavenly-grade elixirs.
Heavenly elixirs!
Even an alchemist of his caliber would only use such rare ingredients with the utmost caution.
And yet...
Soone was casually cooking with them?!
There was another reason the Third Elder was deeply unsettled.
After devoting his life to alchemy, he had long abandoned the need for food.
Like many cultivators, he sustained himself with fasting pills—high-grade ones could eliminate hunger for months while maintaining peak vitality.
To him, eating was nothing more than a waste of ti.
Yet now, after catching just a whiff of this al...
His mouth was watering.
For the first ti in decades, he felt a real sense of hunger.
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Tap. Tap. Tap.
Soft footsteps descended the stairs.
A mont later, a woman appeared—breathtaking beyond words.
It was as if the world dimd in comparison to her presence.
Her violet hair and athyst eyes radiated an almost otherworldly charm.
Even Liu Rui, known for her beauty, felt a tinge of self-doubt.
In Yao Ziyan's hands, she carefully carried a tray.
On it sat several dishes—this was breakfast.
"Ahem, boss, breakfast is ready," Yao Ziyan announced softly.
Luo Chuan lazily opened his sleepy eyes, stretched, and walked over.
Taking the tray from Yao Ziyan, he placed it on the counter.
At the sa ti, a thought crossed his mind.
Ziyan's cooking keeps getting better...
I guess those tutorials were actually useful.
It was only then that Luo Chuan noticed sothing strange—
Everyone was staring at him with unreadable expressions.
His face remained calm.
"Hm? Why do you all look like that?" he asked.
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The Third Elder swallowed hard.
His fingers trembled slightly as he pointed at the food on the tray.
"Dare I ask, boss... what exactly is this?"
Luo Chuan blinked.
"Breakfast."
Silence.
The room fell into an awkward stillness.
For a mont, everyone was speechless.
Sothing about the situation felt off, but no one could pinpoint why.
Yet, when they thought about it carefully...
The boss wasn't wrong.
The Third Elder, montarily choked by Luo Chuan's casual response, quickly composed himself.
"Ahem... boss, what I ant was—the ingredients used in this breakfast... they aren't exactly ordinary, are they?"
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