Two hours later.
Once the excess heat in his body dissipated, Song Chen, unable to withstand the force of the canyon water, immediately retreated back to the platform.
On the platform, a group of white-haired demon cultivators were carrying countless seafood, eagerly waiting for Song Chen.
Song Chen was about to test the changes in the spiritual fire. He landed on the platform and patted his storage bag with his right hand.
A giant cauldron, forty meters wide, suddenly appeared in mid-air.
Song Chen gestured with his chin toward Jiang Xia and the others:
"Just throw the ingredients in and make a seafood stew."
Upon hearing this, the group of demon cultivators were delighted. They swam to the pot and threw all the seafood they were holding into it.
Song Chen took out his storage bag and started preparing the ingredients for the seafood stew.
When everything is ready.
The demon cultivators retreated to the platform, and Song Chen swam to the pot, grasped the handle, and activated the new spiritual fire.
At the center of the purple flame, which was more than ten meters in diameter, a red flame the size of a fist appeared.
The moment the red flame appeared, the intense burning sensation was immediately transmitted to the platform.
Song Chen carefully adapted to the new cooking temperature and tentatively stir-fried seafood.
On the platform.
Zhao Ziyi is settling the spirit stones for Jiangxia.
Zhao Ziyi took out a storage bag, handed it to Jiang Xia, and explained:
"Those pearls and corals, calculated by weight, are worth 100 spirit stones per jin, totaling 300,000 spirit stones."
Those five stones contained five sparks of fire, ranked 19th, 32nd, 36th, 67th, and 87th on the Spirit Fire Ranking.
Based on rarity, the starting price for the first fifty spirit fires is 500,000 spirit stones, increasing sequentially.
Spirit fire ranked 50th or higher has a uniform price of 450,000 spirit stones per cluster.
This is the reward for the five spirit flames, totaling 4.53 million spirit stones.
Jiang Xia took the heavy bag and felt lucky for the first time, having found several sparks of fire from the stone so easily.
He was even more grateful to have met Zhao Ziyi and Song Chen.
Even pearls and corals with no spiritual energy can be exchanged for spirit stones!
"Boss Zhao is so generous! Don't worry, we will definitely work even harder!" Jiang Xia happily took the storage bag and turned around to divide the money with the other demon cultivators.
At this moment, the spicy and savory aroma of seafood, carried by the ocean current, comes from above.
The group of demon cultivators, holding the spirit stones, almost burst into tears.
"Food and money to be had—what an amazing life!"
"I earned a lot of money and ate well. For the first time, I knew what life was all about!"
"My strength is growing rapidly, and I want to follow Boss Zhao and Boss Song forever!"
"Have you seen the commemorative jade slip from the Spicy Palace's first anniversary? Those foxes get to eat boxed lunches every day!"
"I get jealous just thinking about those foxes! We should get our patriarch to intervene and keep the two bosses here with us!"
"Do you think the Ancestor doesn't know? But the Star Pivot Immortal Fox Clan already has a Spicy Palace."
"If the two bosses had reached the Void Refinement stage, they would have had clones. They could have their clones come to our Red-Bottomed Macaque clan and open a branch of the Spicy Palace."
"You know what, this method is great!"
Zhao Ziyi was both amused and exasperated by these words.
It seems that the chaotic energy is indeed a good thing, and cultivators are eager to obtain it.
The aroma wafting from above grew stronger and stronger. The demon cultivators used spells to isolate themselves from the seawater, set out tables, chairs, bowls, and chopsticks, and waited quietly for the meal to begin.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Song Chen put down the large pot, and the spicy and fragrant seafood stew, stir-fried in oil and steaming hot, was ready to be served.
He shouted down:
"Come on up, take the food away, and then start making the last pot of steamed seafood stew."
Upon hearing this, the monks rushed forward with their bowls and chopsticks, surrounding the edge of the pot in a circle.
The large pot was protected by a seawater isolation array, but the food was not.
Every time they ate, the monks would gather around the pot and serve themselves food and rice.
Fortunately, the pot is large enough to accommodate many people at the same time.
Ten breaths later, the seafood stew, which was originally overflowing, was completely empty, with not a drop of soup left.
Even the pots were washed, and the water used for washing them was taken away.
Song Chen nodded in satisfaction, then poured in another batch of seafood.
Fires always burn brighter the longer they burn, and Song Chen's spiritual fire experienced an exceptionally significant increase in power under such intense training.
The red flames that were just the size of a fist have now grown to the size of a normal pot lid.
Song Chen tirelessly refined the new spiritual fire.
Steamed seafood requires very little cooking time.
The seafood was cooked in just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
The demon cultivators below had not yet finished their spicy seafood stew.
They could only watch helplessly as they frantically ate the food in their bowls.
Because Song Chen established a rule that food should not be wasted, and if you want more, you must first empty the bowl of food.
The demon cultivators ate what was in their bowls while eyeing what was in the pot.
Song Chen took two plates of steamed seafood and swam over to Zhao Ziyi's side.
The two sat facing each other, eating and chatting.
Song Chen released a red spiritual flame the size of a pot lid, demonstrating the new state of the spiritual flame:
"After cooking several million more kilograms of dishes, these spiritual flames will be able to completely merge with Linglong Zi. After merging, all the spiritual flames in my body will be in this state."
Zhao Ziyi sensed the intensity of the spiritual fire and felt that it could instantly kill Shi Fang in the previous battle.
"Hmm! These five Fire Stones are really good! You've even sped up your cooking speed by three..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
Suddenly, the voice of Patriarch Wuzhiqi came from afar:
"Hahaha! You've made something delicious? What a coincidence! Qingluan and I just arrived!"
Zhao Ziyi and Song Chen looked up and saw the two ancestors revealing their true forms, rapidly sinking into the deep sea.
As the two ancestors approached the large pot, they immediately transformed into human form. They took out bowls and chopsticks and scooped out most of the steamed seafood from the pot.
The bowls and chopsticks of these demon cultivators are all made of spiritual energy. They have large internal spaces, are equipped with arrays, and their storage capacity is no less than that of storage bags.
The two elders, acting as if they were old friends, approached Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi.
They took out their own chairs and sat around the octagonal table.
Wuzhiqi, the old ancestor, grabbed a scallop the size of a face, and swallowed it in one gulp, along with the scallop roe and adductor muscle, all with their sweet juices.
"Mmm, not bad, not bad! It's been so long since I've had your cooking, Song Chen, it's still so delicious!"
As soon as Patriarch Wuzhiqi arrived, he began to eat and drink voraciously.
When the Azure Phoenix Ancestor had something on his mind, he was much more normal. He ate the sea fish slowly and nodded to Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi.
"It's been a long time, bosses."
Zhao Ziyi laughed:
"Why is the ancestor suddenly being so polite? I'm a little flattered."
Our relationship doesn't need to be so formal; please just call us by our names.
"Ancestor, is your visit this time related to the Small World?"
Ancestor Qingluan nodded:
"Yes, I brought three pieces of news this time, all of which are related to the small world."
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