Cultivating immortality is something that can't be forced.

Liu Shangquan's own son and grandson did not inherit his talent for cultivation.

At best, he was only of average appearance. Even with the care and attention of his father and grandfather, he ultimately failed to achieve the Great Dao.

They even died and perished at the Nascent Soul stage.

Passed down from generation to generation, it was only in this generation of the Fairy of the Other Shore that some hope was finally seen.

After pouring Liu Shangquan a full cup of wine, Fairy of the Other Shore asked curiously, "Ancestor, have you already made a plan regarding the Shu Mountain Sword Sect?"

Liu Shangquan picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. With his rugged and handsome appearance, he truly looked like an immortal descended to earth.

After finishing his drink, he chuckled and said, "I am a very reasonable person. The destruction of those unfilial descendants of the Guiyi Sect was entirely their own fault. They were the ones who started the trouble, they were the ones who attacked first, so it is only fair that they died."

"But that was, after all, the sect you once belonged to."

"My generation is long gone. I don't even know who to avenge, so why should I go looking for trouble? But after hearing what you said, I'm quite interested in this Supreme Ye's combat strength. I might have to fight him later and take revenge on his 'twice-in-a-lifetime' grudge."

"Pfft..."

Upon hearing her ancestor's words, Fairy of the Other Shore couldn't help but burst out laughing.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel secretly glad that I had been to this mountain retreat quite often and had some resistance to the delicious food. At that time, I gave the last pot of soup to my ancestors because I was too full.

Then the ancestor turned around and met that person again, this time in pairs.

This matter could indeed be used as an excuse to seek revenge, but whether the ancestor would also be easily defeated by that Supreme Ye is worth discussing.

Liu Shangquan became interested when he saw the somewhat worried look in the other shore fairy's eyes.

"Is that worried look on your face because you're worried I can't beat that Supreme Ye, or because you're worried I might accidentally kill him? You like him?"

Fairy of the Other Shore hurriedly shook her head and said, "Ancestor, you've misunderstood. I've met Supreme Lord Ye a few times, and neither of us has had any such considerations. As for your concerns..."

At this point, Fairy of the Other Shore suddenly hesitated, only glancing at Liu Shangquan without saying a word.

"Oh ho? Judging from your expression, you think I might get caught off guard and get beaten up by that Supreme Ye?"

After hesitating for a long time, the fairy on the other side finally expressed her feelings.

"I've never seen you make a move, but I've seen Ye Zhizun single-handedly overpower three people. In my opinion, that should be the ceiling for a Supreme, right?"

Seeing the longing and admiration mixed in the fairy's expression, Liu Shangquan actually felt a little jealous.

Instead of worshipping their ancestor, their own descendants worship a swordsman from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect who is completely unrelated to them. This is intolerable! A fight is inevitable!

Well, but before that, we should have a good meal first, because you need to be full to have the energy to fight, right?

Putting aside Ye Zhizun's true combat strength, his skill in making food is truly remarkable. If given the chance, capturing him and bringing him back to the Immortal Realm to be a kitchen attendant would be a good choice.

Their Shushan Sword Sect only has three Immortal Realm cultivators at most, which I can wipe out with my own hands.

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Ye Feng, who was still busy in the kitchen, was naturally unaware that someone had already set their sights on him.

Having just finished cooking two dishes, he naturally wouldn't rest now.

The third dish was spicy and sour lemon shredded chicken, which is a common home-style dish. Ye Feng often makes this when he is too lazy to cook in the hot summer.

Huh? Why did I think of "only because" when I was talking about chickens?

Ye Feng scratched his head, completely baffled.

Putting aside his doubts, Ye Feng once again devoted himself wholeheartedly to making the food.

After bringing water to a boil in a pot, Ye Feng added scallions, ginger, garlic, star anise, and cooking wine, then put two chicken legs into the pot.

This chicken leg is completely different from chicken legs on Earth.

Even the longest pistol legs on Earth are only about 30 centimeters long, but Ye Feng's two are more than three meters long!

This big chicken leg was a pleasant surprise.

The blue silver grass he planted to be used as animal feed was infested with insects!

The silly whale-headed ibis was too busy to handle, so Ye Feng released his free-range chickens into the Blue Silver Grass Garden.

The chickens didn't show any unusual behavior after eating the insects that grew on the blue silver grass.

But the eggs they lay are different.

After those eggs hatch, they grow rapidly, reaching the size of a normal chicken in just a few days, and growing to four or five meters tall in just over a month.

Moreover, the meat is very tender, no less than that of young chickens that are slaughtered just after they have reached full term.

Seven Nights, this tool person, is once again acting as a gas stove.

Fortunately, Ye Feng didn't let him maintain the low flame, and he seems to be in pretty good condition now.

After boiling for about 20 minutes, Ye Feng reached into a basin of cold water and casually conjured several large ice cubes.

Then they took the chicken leg out of the pot and threw it directly into a bowl of ice.

The already exceptionally tender chicken thigh meat contracts instantly upon being stimulated by cold water, adding a touch of chewiness to its already delicate texture.

Although the chicken thigh meat is very important in this dish, it only plays this role in the entire cooking process.

After that, it's just torn into small strips and mixed with sauce; it no longer needs to be cooked.

The sauce is very easy to make, and the ingredients used are all very ordinary.

With scallions, garlic, millet peppers, chili powder, white sesame seeds, and a splash of boiling hot oil, plus soy sauce, vinegar, sesame oil, and salt, it's all ready.

The side dishes consist of peanuts lightly fried in oil, chopped cilantro, and lemon slices with the seeds removed.

As for why lemon slices with seeds aren't used, well, only those who suffer from the pain know the truth.

Seeing lemon slices reminded Ye Feng of his college classmates.

I've been drinking homemade lemonade with seeds for four years, and I always find it bitter, but I never know why.

Ye Feng just wanted to see how long this guy could endure drinking such bitter stuff, so he didn't tell him the reason.

Unexpectedly, this guy persisted for four years, until he graduated from university, when Ye Feng finally told him the reason with admiration.

As for the beating Ye Feng suffered as a result, that was a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

He stretched out his merciless iron hand and picked up the three-meter-long chicken leg, starting to tear it apart.

As afterimages appeared, the three-meter-long chicken leg instantly transformed into a piece of chicken meat lying obediently in the bowl.

After adding the fried peanuts, chopped cilantro, and lemon slices, Ye Feng poured in the sauce he had just prepared.