"Thank you, Supreme Lord Ye, for granting my wish!"

Not knowing how to express himself, Wu knelt down and slammed his head heavily on the floor, shouting out his true feelings.

The cultivation world is rife with treachery and deceit, and this kind of thing happens even more frequently in small sects like theirs. For a little bit of profit, a little bit of resources, a little bit of magical treasure, there are countless instances of murder, robbery, and the extermination of entire families.

He came here for two reasons: first, because Ye Zhizun's reputation was so great that he felt he was unlikely to be scammed too badly; second, because his time was running out and he had no choice but to take a gamble. He never expected that the benefits he would receive this time would be so numerous and far beyond his expectations.

He originally felt that achieving half the effect of the publicity would be a great honor, but he never expected that it would be doubled on top of the original effect!

This kneeling was not for himself, but for the lives and property of thousands of people in the sect.

...

Ye Feng did not monitor the private rooms, nor did he have the habit of constantly spying on others while they ate.

But Wu called him, so he automatically knew what had happened there.

Ye Feng ignored it. It was only natural for a cook to prepare food for guests. If the guests felt they got more than their money's worth, that was their business. He wouldn't feel proud of himself, and with his current status, there was no need for that.

He is now making the fifth dish.

After letting these people order whatever they wanted, he found that preparing the items was a bit cumbersome. In order to get the vast majority of these people to give up ordering individually, he decided to use his own unconventional methods.

Originally, the fifth course was supposed to be a soup, but since the durian chicken soup was already a soup, it wouldn't be appropriate to add more soup. So, he decided to make a high-quality main dish for the fifth course.

The purpose is to make these people understand one thing—opening blind boxes often brings surprises!

The food you ordered is still not as good as what I prepared for you. Do you still want to order?

If the final item isn't as effective as the others, then how strong would the final item in a blind box have to be?

For the fifth dish, Ye Feng is going to make a hearty dish called Custard Lava Pork Ribs. A small plate of this contains 5,000 calories, making it an absolute weapon for gaining weight.

Ye Feng took out pieces of pork ribs and first had his disciples tear off the fascia from the ribs.

The fascia on pork ribs isn't as chewy as beef or lamb, so leaving it is fine, but it might make the dish less aesthetically pleasing. Ye Feng wouldn't allow such a flaw in his work.

The first step is still marinating, using black pepper powder, garlic powder, red paprika powder, and white sugar as seasonings.

Ye Feng didn't add salt to the marinade when he was making it. Adding salt at this step would have made it so salty that anyone who tried it would know how bad it was.

Sprinkle the seasoning evenly over the pork ribs, gently pat them to ensure each grain of seasoning adheres perfectly to the ribs, then roll up the ribs to form a volcano-like shape.

This dish requires slow roasting at a low temperature, so Ye Feng directly activated the time acceleration function. Pork ribs are among the most difficult to roast at a low temperature. Unlike steak, which is thick enough to allow you to insert a thermometer and keep the temperature running continuously, pork ribs are a true test of a chef's skill.

Ye Feng had only gradually mastered the techniques after many failures, but he couldn't apply them in the cultivation world.

His eyes are now more advanced than any instrument; this piece of pork rib holds virtually no secrets for him.

After three hours of roasting, the pork ribs had developed a nice caramel color. Ye Feng took out the sauce he had just prepared and brushed it on, then put it back into the oven to continue roasting.

While we're at it, let's start making the custard filling for this main dish.

A large block of animal butter is melted, then flour, milk, and cheese are added and heated and stirred continuously. After it becomes silky smooth like satin, some cooked macaroni is added.

Ye Feng added coarsely ground black and red peppercorns along with sea salt and stirred until well combined, then turned off the heat.

By this time, the pork ribs in the oven had been baked and the next step was to assemble them.

Place the roasted pork ribs on the washed lettuce and pour the prepared custard filling directly into them.

The caramel-colored pork ribs, resembling a small volcano, are wrapped around a golden, creamy filling, making them more like a work of art than a gourmet meal.

[Perfect Custard Lava Pork Ribs, Rated 6 Stars. Made from pork ribs from a single Qianshan Black Pig, these ribs are slow-roasted at a constant internal temperature of 80 degrees Celsius for five hours, perfectly preserving the juices within the meat. One bite leaves a lingering, unforgettable flavor.]

[Effects: After consumption, it can increase explosive power and endurance by 50% within one day; increase physical strength by 28%; increase bone density by 20%, which cannot be exceeded; increase comprehension by 20%, which cannot be exceeded; remove five strands of a certain mysterious power.]

This effect certainly lives up to the rating; it's absolutely phenomenal.

All the kitchen helpers had their eyes already fixed on the custard-filled pork ribs, waiting for their junior master's next move.

Ye Feng gently slid his finger across the crater, and a piece of rib was pulled out. He gently pulled it into his hand, and without the rib, the custard filling in the small crater immediately spread out like lava that had found a way out.

Ye Feng gently squeezed the ribs with both hands, and the juices immediately came out of the meat.

The kitchen helpers were completely stunned by what they saw.

"I feel like my junior uncle isn't squeezing meat, he's squeezing my mouth, and all that's coming out is my saliva."

"My goodness, this isn't barbecue, Junior Uncle has stuffed a spring into the meat!"

"Slurp... This is too much, I feel like I can't take it anymore."

"Swoosh... I can't take it anymore, Junior Uncle, I want to eat this!"

Ye Feng didn't keep his disciples waiting long. Soon, he distributed a plate to each of them. After everyone received their plates, Ye Feng said, "You can cut the meat yourselves. First, don't damage the vegetables underneath. Second, don't damage my plate. Whoever damages it will be sent to the Forbidden Mountain to ride a shaky sword and sing a nursery rhyme."

"Holy crap! That's brutal!"

"Junior Uncle, do you have to go this far?!"

"Even though our pride may be worthless, do we have no shame?"

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! Even if I starve to death, die of thirst, or jump off this cliff today, I will never cut a single shred of vegetables."

The Shaking Sword technique remains a signature skill of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect to this day.

There's no way around it; the effect of advancing to the Twenty-Four Solar Terms is a sudden enlightenment, and who would be willing to give up such an effect?

Those are all buffs that will accept anyone regardless of how many minutes it takes, but I don't know when it started, when I get drunk and shake my sword, I can't help but sing.

Moreover, most of the songs he sings are the ones his mother sang to lull him to sleep when he was little.