Although the Shushan Sword Sect is not among the top tier in the cultivation world, it has a considerable reputation due to its distinctively flammable and explosive style and extremely strong offensive capabilities.

Although we cannot be called fellow Daoists because we pursue different paths, we do not have any deep-seated hatred for each other outside of our own state.

Mountain Top Cottage Restaurant...

This is getting interesting.

These people are actually more real in the illusion than in reality.

In reality, people wear masks in order to maintain their status and authority.

Therefore, they were indeed very interested in Ye Feng's cooking.

Huanfeng is one of the people who really catches my eye.

He had eaten Ye Feng's cooking before, so he naturally knew just how delicious it was.

Thinking that he and his Daoist partner hadn't traveled far from home for hundreds of years, he was even more excited.

He glanced at the number of viewers in the live stream and raised an eyebrow.

He opened the Mirror Flower Water Moon app and typed, "Sigh, if it were a restaurant belonging to another sect, I would definitely go. But the path of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect is contrary to ours, sigh... it's better not to go."

After sending that message, he hurriedly opened Ye Feng's profile picture and sent a private message: "Make sure to reserve a table for me on opening day!"

Xiuming Demon Lord: "Although the food he cooks is indeed delicious, it is certainly lacking compared to the righteousness in his heart."

Like Huanfeng, after sending the message, he quickly opened Ye Feng's profile picture and sent him a private message.

"Host, please reserve a table for me on opening day too."

Those who had eaten Ye Feng's food, such as Fairy Yunxiao, Fairy Mudan, and Ice Phoenix Demoness, knew exactly what the two meant from their words.

This is because they're afraid of not being able to book a room on "Mirror Flower Water Moon" and then trying to fool others!

“Fellow Daoist is absolutely right. We should have known better than to have given him the rewards we gave him before. How could we possibly give him more spirit stones now?”

"I'm sorry, little brother, I've been very busy lately, so it seems I won't be able to come and support you."

...

At this moment, Peony summoned the person in charge of the Myriad Flowers Sect's Dark Sect.

A beautiful young woman dressed in black, with strikingly long, narrow phoenix eyes.

The Peony Fairy also changed her somewhat lazy demeanor, sitting upright in the sect leader's chair, exuding majesty.

"Are you familiar with Ye Feng, the one in the 'Mirror Flower Water Moon' story, on the other side?"

Bi'an replied, "Reporting to the sect leader, our Dark Sect had already investigated him when he first triggered the blessing of heaven and earth."

The Peony Fairy nodded slightly and continued, "Tell me the intelligence you've gathered."

"Ye Feng, his exact age is unknown, but he is definitely no more than 50 years old. He is the 16th generation disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect and the junior brother of the current sect leader. He has been on the mountain for 3 years and 9 months, and his cultivation level is suspected to be at the high stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. Our Dark Sect suspects that he is a high immortal or god who has undergone tribulation."

"oh?"

The Peony Fairy raised her voice, showing a hint of interest.

"There probably aren't many people from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect who have ascended to the Upper Realm, right? He's probably not from the Upper Realm of the Sword Sect. Do you think there's any chance to recruit him into our sect, or even arrange a marriage between us?"

"There's probably no chance of him joining our sect. The path cultivated by the Shu Mountain Sword Sect is different from ours. Changing sects would mean he has to start all over again. As for marriage..."

At this point, Bi'an paused for a moment, then looked up at the Peony Fairy's peerless beauty, which seemed to be surrounded by a halo.

"Even with your unparalleled beauty, Sect Master, you cannot win his heart. I'm afraid it would be difficult for others to succeed as well."

The Peony Fairy tapped rhythmically on the chair armrest with her long, slender, and fair fingers, seemingly lost in thought.

He suddenly chuckled and said, "You haven't had any contact with him, so your conclusions are probably not very comprehensive. Here's what we'll do: he owns a restaurant. I'll book a table for you later and take your Dark Sect members to meet him. When you do, you must observe carefully and come up with a plan that has a chance of success."

...

The Ice Phoenix Witch remained in her cave.

Who would have thought that this seemingly unrestrained and free-spirited beauty is actually a pure homebody?

When he had nothing to do, he would stay in his cave, practice his magic and seclusion, and ten years would pass by in a flash.

Anyway, there are plenty of capable people in the sect who can handle things, so there's nothing that needs her help.

The most important thing is that the sect leader is her own father, so who would dare to give her work?

Looking at the messages Ye Feng sent, and the glimpse of his appearance revealed in the illusory world, I was struck by how he looked.

The Ice Phoenix Witch suddenly realized that she really wanted to see him again.

It's like that feeling of wanting to meet someone after chatting online for a long time.

Although the two of them hadn't really talked much, they just wanted to go and see.

He took out the jade slip and contacted his father directly.

The Blood Demon Ancestor was moved to tears upon receiving the message from his daughter via jade slip!

They haven't seen each other or spoken to each other for hundreds of years?

He hurriedly answered the phone, his voice trembling as he said, "Huang...Huang'er, what do you need from your father?!"

"Ugh! Dad, speak properly and call me Ice Phoenix! Phoenix is ​​too awful, it makes me sound like a child."

The Blood Demon Ancestor immediately flew into a rage: "You're only 723 years, 2 months, and 17 days old, so aren't you a child? Anyone who dares to say you're not a child, I'll twist their head off and use it as a football!"

"I'm not a child anymore! I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going out in a few days."

"Wh...what?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor slapped himself hard.

Hmm, it doesn't hurt at all.

"I must be dreaming."

Vice Sect Leader Wen Jun glanced cautiously at his sect leader and whispered a reminder: "Sect Leader, your head has already reached the point of immortality. Even if you were to take action yourself, you wouldn't be able to hurt yourself."

The Blood Demon Ancestor immediately retorted, "No, my Phoenix said she's going out in a few days. What else could this be but a dream?"

"ah?"

Wen Jun's mouth gaped open like a hippopotamus's.

That little princess, who's like Voldemort, is allowed to go out??

"Smack!"

Wen Jun also gave himself a big slap on the wrist.

"Sect Master, I suspect we're both dreaming. I can't feel any pain either."

The Ice Phoenix Witch's furious voice came from the jade slip: "You two, that's enough! Even if the world collapses, you won't feel the pain in your heads. You're not dreaming! I'm going out!"

"My sweet little girl, tell your dad, what are you going to do?"

"Going to eat, and maybe meet up with a fellow camera enthusiast."

? ? ?

Blood Demon Ancestor and Wen Jun exchanged a glance.

They both saw the murderous intent in each other's eyes.

She's just a child who's 723 years, 2 months, and 17 days old!

Who would be so shameless as to harm a child?!

"Alright, alright, of course I agree to my daughter going out. Here's what we'll do: I'll have your Aunt Wen Jun accompany you when you leave. With her there, you'll be able to travel faster."

The Ice Phoenix Witch didn't think much of it; Aunt Wen Jun was indeed much faster than her, so she happily agreed.

The Blood Demon Ancestor raised an eyebrow at Wen Jun and made a throat-slitting gesture.

Wen Jun nodded.

Ye Feng, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly felt a chill on his neck and felt as if he was being watched by someone.