Each noodle was coated with a fragrant sauce.

Chewy noodles, refreshing cucumber, and rich sesame sauce—that's all there is to this bowl of noodles.

After Ye Feng plated them, he put them away in jade slips.

As Ye Feng flew towards the large pear tree on the back mountain, an eerie atmosphere was already spreading throughout the Immortal Realm.

The root cause is that those mortal messengers who used to cry and beg to return to the celestial realm are now, except for a very few, begging and pleading to be allowed to return a few days later.

This is completely unreasonable!

The spiritual energy in the lower realm is extremely filthy. Staying there for even one more day means suffering for another day. Who would want to stay in the lower realm any longer?

But this strange thing really did happen.

The Great Luo Golden Immortal looked at Jiang Lu with a sorrowful and inquisitive expression, and tentatively asked, "Jiang Lu, you don't want to return to the Immortal Realm. Could it be related to the food in that video you posted? Is it really that delicious?"

Jiang Lu hurriedly denied it, saying, "Immortal, how could that be? That awful food gave me diarrhea for three whole days. It was so bad it was unbearable to look at. How could I possibly stay in the mortal realm for such junk food?"

"Then what is it for?"

Jiang Lu sighed and explained, "My grand-disciple is very sentimental. After not seeing him for ten thousand years, he spends every day in tears, fearing that I might return to the Immortal Realm without him noticing. He's also a bit of a fool, so I thought I'd stay with him in the mortal realm for a couple more days and give him and his disciples some pointers on their cultivation."

His words were so well-reasoned, but I wonder what Huanfeng would think if he heard them?

Sadly, she nodded, acknowledging Jiang Lu's reasoning, but couldn't help asking again, "In that video you posted, what exactly is that extremely strong and peculiar smell? What does it taste like? Is it poisonous?"

He tried smelling it a couple of days ago, and good heavens, it almost killed him!

He takes things quite seriously, especially those that could threaten his life.

Jiang Lu said with a pained expression, "Reporting to the Immortal, I feel that thing is extremely poisonous! Eating it is like eating a ball of fire, burning my mouth with unbearable pain, and it is the culprit that caused my Great Latra's death!"

...

On the other side, similar things are happening.

"Your Majesty, please extend my time in the mortal realm by one week."

What does "one week" mean?

"Oh, a week is a term used in the lower realms, which means seven days."

"Liu Shangquan, are you dissatisfied with my decision to send you to the mortal realm?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Shangquan immediately became furious.

"Heaven and earth bear witness, Your Majesty! If I, Liu Shangquan, have the slightest dissatisfaction, may I be struck by lightning!"

"If that's the case, then tell me why you want to stay in the lower realm?"

"I feel there is a destiny for me in the lower realm, and I want to find it."

"Tell me what you're unhappy about with me."

You think you have some kind of good fortune in the lower realms? What good fortune could a high-dimensional being like you possibly have in a low-dimensional world?

Liu Shangquan hurriedly said, "Your Excellency, what are you saying? I am your staunch loyal follower! My admiration for you is like the surging Ji River, endless and unstoppable, like the overflowing Five Emperors River."

Po Qianjun got goosebumps all over listening to Liu Shangquan's flattery.

How did this bastard become so shameless after descending to the mortal realm?

“If you can’t get a hard time, I’ll have to deduct from your performance bonus and salary this month.”

"No, Your Majesty, I still have my paid annual leave!"

...

"You don't need to persuade me anymore. Even if you talk until the end of the day, I'm not going back. As for when I'll go back, that depends on my mood."

"My little darling, the spiritual energy in the lower realm is polluted. I only let you go because you said you would only stay in the lower realm for three days with your best friend. But you've been there for half a month now. The accumulated polluted energy will affect your future advancement."

"Old man, you've misunderstood. Not only did I not accumulate any turbid energy, but I also gained immense benefits in the lower realm. Let me explain in detail, and then let me stay in the lower realm for another half month."

...

Ye Feng had no idea how many people's plans he had disrupted because of his actions.

We flew slowly and leisurely towards the back mountain, and it took us more than ten minutes to arrive.

All the disciples looked at him with longing eyes, but only a few strange eyes glared at him fiercely.

Ye Feng was taken aback, not understanding why his senior brother was looking at him like that.

And after glancing at me, she looked away again, as if afraid of meeting my gaze.

What are you doing?

The disciples were more naive.

Although they didn't know what the huge noises and occasional earthquakes were, the Shushan Sword Sect could always link any puzzling matter to their junior uncle.

Nine times out of ten, anything associated with Junior Uncle is related to food.

The remaining one or two out of ten consist of bizarre cuisine and insect feasts.

Ye Feng clapped his hands and said with a smile, "That's all for today's horse stance practice. I've prepared some simple snacks for everyone, please come and have some."

After saying that, he took out a jade slip and threw it directly into the sky.

As the green light appeared, all the dishes and sesame sauce cold noodles floated into the sky in sets of three.

Unlike students, the disciples of the Sword Sect did not line up. After selecting their targets, they all activated their spiritual power.

What?

You asked what happens if two people choose the same one?

That's inevitable; it would be strange not to choose the same one.

Sword cultivators are inherently combative, and even after others have already made their choices, they specifically target that particular person.

Their purpose is self-evident: to use the excuse of dinner to start a fight first!

This can also be seen as a test of whether the training over the past two days was effective.

Ye Feng and the sect have always supported this healthy competition.

The battle began the moment Ye Feng set out the plates.

Ye Feng, Jian Chen, Yun Zhongzi, and other sect leaders found a spot, sat down, and began to enjoy the battle.

Jian Chen occasionally intervened to intercept the wildly flying sword light. Seeing that he was in trouble, Ye Feng simply released his domain to cover the area and let them fight.

Jian Chen's domain is still lacking; Ning Yue and Qi Ye might actually be able to break through it.

Dozens of high-ranking members stood to one side, eating and watching the disciples' presentations.

"Ningyue truly lives up to her reputation as a genius of the last few centuries; her moves are quite entertaining. Slurp slurp."

"Qiye is not bad either. Although he has never been able to surpass Ningyue, he must have put a lot of pressure on Ningyue. *snoring*

"The two with the strongest talent in this generation are Ningyue and Qiye, but there are many rising stars. These two will face more and more challenges in the future. *slurp*"

"Fighting is exciting, but food is even more addictive, crunch crunch."

Ye Feng was speechless.

These senior fellow disciples seemed to be possessed by the little ones, slurping their noodles louder and louder, as if nothing could express how delicious the noodles were.