Fang Ruotang smiled; she was very satisfied.

I knew it!

How can anyone in this world not be tempted by money?

If there is any, then it's definitely not enough.

Fang Ruotang, like a ruthless landlord, patted her stomach and said, "I'm hungry, how about we cook now!"

Tao Su eagerly took out the spirit rice and spirit vegetables from her storage bag.

Although it's a bit puzzling that she was forced to become a disciple after just venturing into a secret realm, her master was very generous. Given such a generous gift, her master couldn't possibly want anything from her, much less harm her.

Therefore, Tao Su relaxed instantly and accepted the offer to join the Tianyi Sect.

She was originally a carefree girl; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so easily manipulated by a mistress. If she were truly intelligent, she would have seen through the deception long ago.

After all, the couple didn't hide it very well.

The woman had been provoking Tao Su all along, and Tao Su hadn't noticed the open rivalry between them until this time in the secret realm, when the two had a falling out and the woman revealed the truth. Only then did Tao Su suddenly realize the truth.

A girl with remarkable insensitivity.

It's not good, but it's also good.

With this kind of personality, one lives a very happy life and is completely unaffected by any negative influences from the outside world.

Fang Ruotang was a little curious about the spiritual food, so she stood aside and stared at it. However, since she was a pampered young lady who never lifted a finger, she was too blind to see anything.

However, she did see the spiritual energy in the food, and there was a flow of spiritual energy when Tao Su cooked. This must be the difference between spiritual cultivators and ordinary people cooking.

"Master?"

Tao Su was a little uneasy, wondering why her newly recognized master was standing beside her with a serious expression, watching her every move.

In the past, when she cooked, she was always fully engaged. She enjoyed the process of cooking, because she truly loved it.

She loves to eat, and she also loves to cook.

But being stared at so intently for the first time made it hard for her to concentrate.

"Let me see, I've never seen a food cultivator before!"

"Ah, oh!"

Tao Su quietly exhaled, no longer paying attention to Fang Ruotang, and devoted herself wholeheartedly to the task. Under her hands, the food became very obedient, enthusiastically bringing out its own sweetness and aroma.

Fang Ruotang's small nose twitched twice, and she couldn't help but swallow.

I want to eat it.

Her greedy look was noticed by both Fan and Lin Bufan, except for Tao Su, who was cooking. Lin Bufan's eyes showed surprise.

Shouldn't a cultivator with such a high level of cultivation be free from desires and wants, except for the pursuit of the Great Dao? But the sect leader in front of me doesn't seem to be like that.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, why don't you have some fruit first?"

Fan took out some fruit. Fang Ruotang glanced longingly at the food Tao Su was preparing, then walked over to Fan and began to eat the fruit.

"I believe you. The spiritual food must be delicious, after all, it already smells so good."

Moreover, she could see with her own eyes that the spiritual energy on the food was flowing, as if it were giving those delicious dishes a soft glow, making them look even more tempting.

"Yes, I know there are many spiritual plants in this secret realm that can be used in cooking. After we finish eating, I'll go with you to pick some."

"sure!"

Fan chuckled, pleased.

Noticing that the six people who were following them had quickened their pace, Fan was worried that Fang Ruotang would take a nap after finishing her meal here, which would only give them more opportunities to catch up.

Therefore, he deliberately guided Fang Ruotang, knowing that she was greedy, and deliberately brought up the spiritual plants to make her impatient.

Once the spirit rice was steamed, Lin Bufan ladled a bowl of it and placed it beside Fang Ruotang, then brought over the two spirit dishes that had already been stir-fried.

Fang Ruotang took a bite of rice, her pupils suddenly dilated, and although she was sitting on a stool, her feet were busy stomping around in amazement.

"It's so delicious! I've never eaten rice that tastes so good before. I never knew rice could be so flavorful."

Fang Ruotang's food in the mortal world was already the best, after all, her status and position were such that rice was specially supplied, vegetables were freshly picked, and even chicken, duck, fish and meat were killed on the spot when she ate them.

In addition to the power of the Prime Minister's mansion and the indulgence of Gu Yanjin and his six companions, almost all of the top chefs in Dayong were serving her. After all, the Grand Tutor loved food, and such a good opportunity to get close to the Grand Tutor would be something anyone confident in their culinary skills would want to try.

Even so, after eating the spiritual food, Fang Ruotang felt that the delicacies of the past were not worthy of being described as spiritual food in comparison; they were at most appetizers.

It's roughly the difference between a cold appetizer served before a banquet and a full Manchu-Han Imperial Feast!

This meal was the most "unruly" Fang Ruotang had ever eaten. She gesticulated wildly throughout, praising every bite she took. She even managed to make Tao Su, the chef, squint, and her pearly white teeth were constantly on display.

After finishing the meal, Tao Su was completely won over by Fang Ruotang, not because of the storage bag she gave her, but because of the emotional value she provided.

Which chef wouldn't like diners like this?

When she set off again and learned that she was going to collect spiritual plants that could be used in cooking, she liked her new master even more.

That's great, they even provide food for their disciples.

"Can we eat this?" Fang Ruotang pointed to a large tree laden with fruit. The bark looked very hard, but the fruit peel was milky white, just like it was edible.

Fan glanced at it and said, "The juice inside is drinkable, but I advise you not to try it easily, because it doesn't have a fixed taste. It can be sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, fishy, ​​or even stinky. There's no taste they don't have, only tastes you can't imagine."

"Is it really that amazing? Then I'll definitely pick one and try it." Fang Ruotang, with her rebellious nature, was initially just very curious, but now she was completely intrigued.

She immediately used her spiritual power to knock one down and then poked a hole with her finger, easily breaking through the hard outer shell. Looking inside, she couldn't see the color of the juice inside because the hole she poked with her finger was too small.

I looked down and smelled it again; there was no odor at all, it was completely clean.

"Master, shall I taste it for you?"

Lin Bufan took the initiative to make friends, but misjudged Fang Ruotang's personality.

She pulled back, clutching the fruit, and looked at him warily, saying, "If you want to eat it, why don't you pick it yourself? Why are you taking it from my hand?"

The fruit wasn't very tall, so Lin Bufan could pick it. As for the shell, it was a bit hard, but even if Lin Bufan couldn't poke it with a single finger, surely he could use his sword?

"I... I just wanted to help Master taste the saltiness, afraid of picking something with a strange flavor." Lin Bufan was a little speechless. He really wasn't greedy; his hobbies and pursuits were different from his Master's.

When his cultivation level was higher, he directly practiced abstaining from grains.

He eats only for the spiritual energy within the food, which is completely different from Fang Ruotang's original intention. Judging from her little expressions while eating, you can tell that she is the kind of person who enjoys food.