Huh? Testing my knowledge?

I am proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting!

Without much thought, he swallowed the meat and said directly:

"The pagoda suppresses the river demon!"

Hearing her answer, Ye Feng sighed inwardly.

I'm feeling a bit down.

The Peony Fairy looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What? Did you answer incorrectly?"

Ye Feng forced a smile: "Yes, yes, Fairy has excellent writing skills."

The Peony Fairy looked at him disdainfully and said, "No prize for answering correctly? Don't you know how to behave?"

Ye Feng quickly handed over another 10 skewers of lamb.

The Peony Fairy nodded in satisfaction and accepted her spoils.

Looking at the Valley Master of Wanhua Valley who seemed like a girl next door, Ye Feng suddenly felt a little puzzled.

I heard it from Sister Youlan; the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers has a slightly villainous feel to it.

But neither the Rose Fairy nor the Peony Fairy gave him that feeling.

After all, how could a child who loves to eat be a bad person?

His question was destined to remain unanswered.

Even someone like Fairy Youlan, who had essentially left the sect, dared not utter a single word about this kind of internal sect information.

The Sword Sect disciples were all looking at Ye Feng with curiosity.

I wonder what he was talking to himself about.

Qi Ye wanted to ask, but Elder Jian Chen stopped him.

"Don't say anything, there's a master here."

Qi Ye wisely kept quiet.

Those who could be called masters by a grandmaster at the Tribulation Transcending stage were definitely not something a nobody like him could inquire about.

Ye Feng thought this Peony Fairy was quite down-to-earth, eating skewers with a bold and generous spirit, showing a bit of a tomboyish attitude.

And naturally, without any fear of being seen by others.

Little did he know that the Peony Fairy had already activated her domain, and only he himself could see inside.

There was nothing that could be done if Ye Feng saw it; they couldn't just steal it directly.

The Rose Fairy who followed didn't eat as freely as her master.

Start eating from the meat at the tip of the skewer, pulling it down little by little.

I was afraid that I might accidentally get oil stains on my face.

Ye Feng stopped paying attention to the two of them; the meat would get tough if he grilled it any longer.

Let the Sword Sect disciples take it themselves.

After he had taken all the meat from the grill, he took out new pieces from the jade slip and placed them on top.

Just as he was baking the second batch, a large number of diners, drawn by the aroma, finally arrived.

The diners looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Since they arrived at roughly the same time, they were likely to have similar cultivation levels.

They were all old acquaintances.

"Fellow Daoist Xiushui is fast enough; you lived right behind me and arrived at the same time."

“Fellow Daoist Huang Ming is not bad either; I chased him all the way but couldn’t catch up.”

"Oh my, Daoist Drunken Wind and Dust has come too."

"I suppose you fellow cultivators are also here to find the source of that flavor?"

“Indeed. I have never smelled such a special scent in my entire life of cultivation, so I came here specifically to see it.”

"Let's go in together, and I think the host will be kind to us."

As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome Taoist priest dressed in a Bagua robe and wearing a Tongtian crown walked up to the door.

He said to the gatekeeper, "Please inform them that several idlers from the Flowing Cloud Sect, Broken Water Sect, and Azure Sky Temple have come to visit."

The gatekeeper said politely, "Please wait a moment, esteemed guest."

Upon hearing his disciple's report, Jian Chen nodded slightly.

He glanced at Ye Feng and a smile appeared on his lips.

This kid is really something else; he managed to wipe out several leaders of a top-tier sect in one fell swoop.

If he had the ability to keep these people in the courtyard for a day or two, it would indeed cause a lot of trouble for the Guiyi Sect.

You are a top-tier sect, yet the person in charge of your participating sect has been wandering around outside.

What else could it be but poor hospitality?

Even if you had a mouth all over your body, you still couldn't explain this.

That would truly be like mud falling into your crotch!

Standing up, Elder Jian Chen walked towards the door.

After exchanging pleasantries, he led everyone into the courtyard.

At the same time, Ye Feng had just finished sprinkling the seasonings, and an extremely rich aroma filled the entire courtyard.

Come on, let's have some skewers!

The bigwigs who came attracted by the aroma were all surprised to find that their mouths started to water uncontrollably.

Even my stomach is starting to rumble with hunger!

This novel experience made them even more interested in the sizzling, oily foods.

It was still Master Zui Fengchen who led the charge.

The Taoist priest walked up to Ye Feng with measured steps and asked:

"This humble Taoist priest of Qingtian Temple is drunk with worldly desires. What kind of food have you prepared, young friend? How can it be so enticing?"

Ye Feng quickly greeted him, saying, "Greetings, Daoist Master. This is called lamb skewers."

With a warm smile on his face, Zui Fengchen took a deep breath and said:

"I have been wandering for a thousand years and have eaten a lot of mutton, but I have never smelled such a fragrance. I think the taste must be unforgettable."

"Please wait a moment, Master. The meat will be ready soon."

While the two were talking, the others also gathered around.

The Rose Fairy and the White-Clad Fairy had already disappeared before the group even entered.

The last image left for Ye Feng was of his mouth covered in grease and seasoning.

He didn't ask about her identity.

The chef only needs to cook, not care who the diners are.

This was the master's final instruction before I completed my apprenticeship.

The lamb on the barbecue grill gradually turned yellowish-brown.

Cumin seeds, chili powder, and other seasonings have been spread on top.

The fat on the mutton seemed to drip off but wasn't quite falling off, making it incredibly tempting.

Ye Feng picked one up and handed it to Daoist Zui Fengchen, saying:

"I am not very experienced and do not know your identities, but since you are guests from afar, please try the food of my Shushan Sword Sect."

Daoist Zui Fengchen laughed loudly, "Well said, 'You're a guest from afar,' then we'll shamelessly bother you for a while."

After taking the meat skewers and glancing at them briefly, I already knew what I wanted.

The six strings of coins for the peers and the three strings for the younger generation were distributed.

Qingyun Temple was a first-class sect, and Daoist Zui Fengchen was also well-known.

No one thought there was anything wrong with how he distributed them.

Ye Feng picked up a skewer and started eating it himself.

Eat it the same way as the Peony Fairy.

Seeing this, Master Zui Fengchen and the others immediately followed suit.

Then, the group of people were as if they were under a spell.

The lamb skewers Ye Feng wore weren't as small as the skewers on Earth.

Those small meat skewers are basically made with inferior lamb.

Wearing clothes that are too big makes it easy to bite into the meat fibers, affecting the taste.

The lamb he chooses is all genuine young male lamb.

Unlike braised mutton, the best sheep for making mutton skewers is a sheep.

The baby was cleaned at 6 months old and started eating meat at 12 months old.

Not only does it have no gamey smell, but the meat is also tender and juicy, making it a truly exquisite dish.

No matter how large the pieces are, you don't have to worry about the meat being too tough to chew.

A 4-centimeter square piece of meat, with a piece of lean meat sandwiched with a piece of fat.

That one bite was so pleasurable, it felt like the sensation traveled from my toes all the way to the top of my head, and I even shuddered a couple of times.

The Drunken Wind and Dust Daoist and his entourage were so engrossed in their meal that they kept praising it.

"With each chew, it feels like even more delicious flavors are released, making it almost too good to swallow."

"What is the ultimate goal of nearly a thousand years of cultivation? Why do I feel as if I have wasted my time?"

"This is the most delicious thing I've ever eaten in my life. Senior brother, give me yours, I still have two bottles of fasting pills."

"Get lost! How can such delicious food compare to fasting pills?"

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

Regardless of their stance, positive reviews from diners are always the most pleasing thing for a chef.

He picked up another string of jade slips and then took out a small wine pot from the jade slip.

A bite of meat, a sip of wine—the joy is boundless, the comfort indescribable.