Zhao Xi thought, "Say that again?!"

The little fairy boy raised his head, his childish voice filled with righteous indignation: "That's right! Mortal lifespan is like that of a mayfly, born in the morning and dying at night. Perhaps when we finish a cycle of breathing exercises in seclusion, you'll be nothing but a pile of bones when we emerge! My master is quite shrewd, yet he fell for your trick, spending so many spirit stones to save your friend. He had a kind heart, and you only offered him such meager food in exchange for his sincerity!"

"Ha." Zhao Xi wanted to laugh in exasperation. "Miserable food? Little fairy, what other food have you eaten besides elixirs? There's only one vegetable dumpling. The spirit pet ate it, did you even get a bite?"

Anyone who has eaten those vegetable dumplings wouldn't have this attitude, right?

Immortal Elder Muqiu arrogantly retorted, "We immortals abstain from grains, so why would we need to eat? We've brought you here to be food for our spirit pets!"

Zhao Xi asked in surprise, "Pet food?"

Muqiu Xianchang rolled her eyes at her, even the chubby cheeks on her face seemed angry, and asked firmly, "That's right, do you think you can make food for true immortals? True immortals are immortals from the upper realm, would they even look at such meager rations made by you?"

Zhao Xi looked at the impure spiritual plant with surprise, then glanced at the haphazardly cut pieces of meat, and suddenly realized.

Holy crap, that's amazing!

It turns out she came here to provide food for spirit pets.

No wonder Manager Qian always held his spirit pet in front of her and boasted about how the turtle was blooming.

Zhao Xi tried to control her anger and stated, "I don't make food for spirit pets. My vegetable dumplings are for cultivators. The food I make is loved by little demon cultivators, immortals, and even great immortals praise it highly! If these ingredients are for spirit pets, I won't make it. Go and get me the best ingredients!"

Immortal Muqiu let out an unfriendly sneer in a childish voice, flicking his whisk: "If you don't finish this, this will be your burial ground. A mortal's death cannot change the feng shui. A mere hundred years is enough for this little immortal to faithfully guard!"

Zhao Xi was so angry that she threw the weeds in her hand at him.

The little fairy boy escaped using wind magic, without retaliating.

That's outrageous! That's too much!

Zhao Xi thought it wasn't that she couldn't make food for her spirit pets, but these people were clearly using it to discriminate against her.

It turns out that at the bottom of the immortal realm's hierarchy of discrimination are neither demon cultivators nor demon beasts, but mortals like her.

Is it really necessary?

Mortals are a rare species in the immortal realm, so what mortal would run into a town and act like a brother to an immortal like she did...?

She turned around and looked at the mess of spiritual plants and animal meat all over the yard, and really wanted to burn it all to the ground.

Even the barrier array set up by Xingye and Pu Shaotian couldn't trap her; the Qian shopkeeper's cave was just a few spirit-gathering arrays.

Even if all these little fairies were to take the initiative, they would all be small and short-legged, with delicate skin and tender flesh. She would probably push them so hard that they would fall to the ground and cry loudly.

She was perfectly capable of forcing her way out.

But……

After all, Manager Qian helped her and even saved Xiao Jia.

Zhao Xi didn't want to repay kindness with ingratitude, but she truly found it difficult to swallow this insult.

Since she's asked to cook all these ingredients, then she'll do it.

She took out several large wooden basins from her ring and, disregarding the properties and impurities of the animal meat, threw them all in to rinse away the blood.

Then soak all the categorized spiritual plants in water.

If they're so capable, let's see if these immortals can resist eating it after she's finished cooking!

Hmph~

*

At the foot of Pansui Cliff Mountain.

The little fairy boy emerged from the mine carrying spirit stones on his back.

"What smells so good?"

"It's said that the girl was making food for spirit pets."

"I heard that the mortal didn't tell the master her cultivation level, and even Butler Muqiu was fooled. It wasn't until she entered the kitchen and stepped on the spirit-gathering array that she realized she was just a mortal."

"I don't believe that a mortal could make something that smells like this."

The little fairy boy flew back to the mountainside on his sword, tilting his head back to smell the aroma of meat.

Having not eaten for thousands of years, I've smelled countless elixirs and miraculous medicines. Yet, upon first whiff, my mouth waters uncontrollably, and my chin even aches.

They're immortals! They've fasted for so many years, how could they possibly have an appetite?!

As the spiritual energy of the Spirit Gathering Array circulated, a rich aroma of meat permeated the entire mountain.

Before long, all the little fairy children in the cave were attracted by the aroma. When they went to the courtyard on the mountaintop, they found that almost all the ingredients in the courtyard had been prepared.

They quickly summoned Manager Qian back from the pharmacy.

As soon as Manager Qian stepped into the mountain gate, he was astonished: "What is that fragrance?!"

He arrived at the mountaintop kitchen.

A large pot of soup filled the courtyard, containing all sorts of ingredients. It was kept warm with a fire talisman, and a rich aroma wafted through the air.

It's all done!

Zhao Xixiang was still busy.

Holding a large cleaver, she stood in front of the cutting board and casually chopped the meat.

The cutting board thumped rhythmically.

With one cut, you get a piece of meat that's the same shape and size as the one in front.

The beast meat was chopped up haphazardly by the little fairy, yet she was able to find the shapes within it, leaving Manager Qian completely astonished that a mere mortal girl could handle ingredients so skillfully.

After slicing, use the flat side of the knife to hold the meat and toss it into the wok.

Sizzle—

The aroma of meat wafted through the air.

The meat rolled along the edge of the pot and fell to the bottom.

Zhao Xi wanted to pick up the spatula and stir-fry it in the pot a few times, without even looking at the seasonings next to her, and just poured them in casually.

It looks like he's just casually scattering the ingredients, but he's actually very confident, as if he knows the weight of each scatter.

After adjusting the heat, lift the pan and toss the ingredients into the air.

The meat chunks and spirit plants were coated with glistening oil, and the seasonings emitted an enticing aroma, quite different from the usual spirit pet food.

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