Even now, the illusory world remains noisy.

They even split into three factions.

They remained on the sidelines, watching the spectacle without saying a word.

One group believes that the people who come out after finishing their meals are throwing out a smokescreen, their purpose being to prevent others from booking that table, so that they can continue to eat alone.

The other side argues that those who share their food reviews are all prominent figures who would never do something as trivial as throwing out a smokescreen.

The food must have been absolutely awful for all the big shots to leave disappointed and unable to resist complaining.

Among them, the one who was most adept at stirring up trouble and spreading messages was none other than Xiao Bei, who said "Eating a peach is so refreshing."

"I knew the Peony Fairy must have been fooled by this man! He probably found some rare and precious ingredients and disguised them as his own to make her think his food was delicious. I think it's all just a showpiece; it's nowhere near as good as my Peach!"

Since Ye Feng started his mukbang (eating broadcast), the number of viewers for Xiao Bei's "Mirror Flower Water Moon" has plummeted, to the point that it's practically nonexistent.

Therefore, he was naturally happy to spread negative news about Ye Feng.

Although Ye Feng saw the message, he was too lazy to argue with this idiot.

It's not that he suddenly became magnanimous; it's just that now is not the right time.

A group of big shots just made Lao Liu's comments and then jumped out to refute them. It's not good for the big shots to lose face, is it?

If you don't speak up at this time, the big shots will feel indebted to you and will naturally be willing to remember your kindness; that's what friendship is all about.

Having more relationships makes it easier to raise prices later, right?

After all you've slandered me like this, it's not unreasonable to charge you extra for emotional distress, right?

...

Ye Feng's menu changes every week.

Perfect timing, the dining table reservation cycle is also once a week.

After a busy week, looking at the full spirit stones in his storage bag, Ye Feng felt a sense of accomplishment.

Although it can't compare to the spirit stone mines that produce hundreds or thousands of stones per second, it at least provides an additional stable source of income.

In this week alone, they had already earned over 20 million high-grade spirit stones. After deducting costs and rewards for their disciples, they still made a net profit of 17 million.

The majority of the profits came from the disciples' rewards, so it can be said that the benefits didn't go to outsiders.

According to the initially agreed-upon profit-sharing ratio, Ye Feng handed over 12 million high-grade spirit stones to Shenqing Zhenjun.

Shenqing Zhenjun was both happy and somewhat saddened to see these spirit stones.

To his delight, with this windfall, he could go outside and purchase some magical treasures to put into the Heavenly Craft Hall. Then, his disciples could exchange them for contribution points to improve their own strength.

What's frustrating is that this junior brother's weekly earnings of spirit stones are almost equal to the annual output of the spirit stone vein of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect!

Moreover, his is different from the spirit stone vein.

The reserves of spirit stones vary in size, and sooner or later they will be exhausted.

It would take at least ten thousand years for the spirit stone vein to recover.

But junior brother is different.

As long as he keeps using his spatula, spirit stones will keep flowing into his pocket.

Is this even allowed to live?!

Looking at Ye Feng's grinning face, Shenqing Zhenjun couldn't help but sigh:

"I believe you are the right person to be the leader of the Shu Mountain Sect. I am confident that you will lead our Sword Sect to a new peak."

Why?

Upon hearing his words, Ye Feng was completely stunned.

How did this all suddenly turn into a discussion about the position of sect leader?

Is becoming the sect leader something a normal person would want to do?

Thinking of his own sect leader's office in the main hall, which was always brightly lit, and how busy he was handling everything, big and small.

Ye Feng had absolutely no desire for the position of sect leader!

"Forget it, senior brother, I'm not cut out for it. You should keep the position of sect leader for yourself."

Shenqing Zhenjun was so angry at Ye Feng's attitude of discarding him like trash and avoiding him like the plague that he almost lost his nose!

That's the prestigious position of sect leader!

That's a position that so many people dream of but can't even attain!

You're even giving me that disgusted look?

"The position of sect leader not only grants access to the vast majority of the sect's resources, but also provides exclusive cultivation techniques! Aren't you tempted?"

I'm totally smitten!

Whoever gets tempted is a puppy!

Ye Feng had no interest in cultivation techniques.

Upgrading myself relies entirely on the additional attributes from food and positive reviews from the system; practicing for a long time is of little use.

It's a waste of time and yields no results.

This is a classic case of input and output being disproportionate; what's the point of training yourself then?

"Forget it, senior brother. My advancement has nothing to do with cultivation techniques. What use would I have for those techniques?"

"The position of sect leader is highly prestigious, and all disciples will treat you with utmost respect!"

Ye Feng couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the fanatical looks those disciples had given him since he started preaching.

The look in his eyes basically conveyed the message, "You are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth."

Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine!

"Senior brother, please don't talk about this! Just thinking about that scene makes my scalp tingle."

Blanch!

Shenqing Zhenjun cursed inwardly, too lazy to argue with him any further on this issue.

"We should make use of these spirit stones you brought. I'm planning to go to the Huixian Pavilion and exchange them all for magic treasures. Would you like to come along? Maybe you'll find something you like."

"Huixian Pavilion?"

This was the first time Ye Feng had ever heard of this name.

"Yes, Huixian Pavilion is the most famous auction house in this state. The magic treasures used by ordinary disciples are worth several thousand to tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones. These spirit stones are enough to bid for thousands of magic treasures."

"auction?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes lit up.

Having lived two lives, I've never actually been to an auction house.

After hearing what Shenqing Zhenjun said, I really want to go and see it.

When are you going?

"Let's set off now. There's a big weekly auction there this afternoon. You can see if there's anything suitable for you."

What suits me?

Pots, bowls, ladles, basins, stoves?

Are there any legendary kitchen utensils that make food glow after cooking?

Doesn't it make your mouth water just thinking about it?!

"Senior brother, let's go!"

Without further ado, Shenqing Zhenjun took out a jade slip, gave a few simple instructions, and then took Ye Feng and flew away.

He, as the sect leader, usually doesn't need to go personally for such matters; he can be seen as using business as an excuse to go out and relax.

Huixian Pavilion is about 10,000 miles away from the Shushan Sword Sect.

It wasn't far for those sword cultivators.

The reason there were several people instead of two is that someone else joined the group before they left.

Jian Chen, Ye Feng's protector, and Meng Keyi, the elder of the Heavenly Craft Hall.

The group of four flew swiftly through the sky.

During the flight, Ye Feng's speed greatly surprised the other three.