"I think you've eaten too much braised pork ribs," the cultivator next to him said disdainfully, "How could there be braised pork ribs in this place? Putting aside whether anyone cooked them, the endless yellow sand here makes the conditions impossible."
The cultivator who mentioned the braised pork ribs thought what he said made perfect sense, but she could indeed smell the aroma of the braised pork ribs. She muttered to herself, "But it's getting stronger."
Until the cultivators arrived at the Yanbian barrier.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would probably never believe the bustling scene before them.
It was originally thought that after the demon army broke through the Yanbian barrier, they would invade the human world. The cultivators along the way were ready to attack and defend at any time, but now.
At the place where the Yanbian barrier disappeared, countless stoves were erected, and each stove was surrounded by dark-skinned people, who were standing by the stoves, as if waiting for something.
Until someone shouted.
"Open the pot!"
In the blink of an eye, all the dark-skinned people near the stoves reached out to lift the pots.
Now, all the immortal cultivators could clearly smell the aroma of the braised pork ribs.
Immortal cultivators: "..."
It’s really fucking braised spare ribs.
It's actually the demon army who's doing this?
Before the immortal cultivators could react from their daze, the demon army suddenly burst into demonic energy. The immortal cultivators hurriedly prepared for battle. Just when they thought the demon army had discovered them, the demon cultivators and devil cultivators in the demon army started fighting without saying a word.
"I obviously did the most work, so I should have the most braised spareribs."
"Bullshit, I'm still making fire. You have to give me at least a few dozen yuan for the braised spareribs."
"A few dozen dollars? I can't stand it. I made the braised spareribs, but you guys snatched them away."
"You just flipped the pot twice with a spatula and it turned into your braised spareribs? How interesting."
“…”
The immortal cultivators watched in amazement as the demon army started fighting among themselves over the braised spare ribs.
Until someone shouted.
"The immortal cultivators are coming! Don't let them make fun of us!"
The next second, the originally chaotic and evil demon army became as quiet as a chicken.
Immediately afterwards, the demon cultivators and devil cultivators who had been fighting fiercely began to give in to each other.
"Hey, this one should be given to you."
"No, no, this piece is a reward for you."
"Look at you guys, there's not much meat on you. I'll just give you a taste, you guys eat more."
"You eat too, you eat too."
“…”
Immortal cultivators: "..."
Perhaps the scene before them was too absurd, the cultivators were speechless.
After a long time, a cultivator uttered the first words: "What are they doing?"
The cultivator next to him replied numbly: "I don't know."
"Are they still fighting? They've all eaten it."
"Why don't you go and ask?"
"you go?"
"I'm not going. You go."
"I'm not going either. Why don't you go?"
"I don't want it."
“…”
The disciples of Yanshen Sect subconsciously looked at Shen Xinglan, but the Sect Master didn't even raise his eyelids. He just lowered his head and looked at the army of demons below, with an expression that seemed to be very interested.
So, what is the situation now?
"Ahem, although the Yanbian barrier has disappeared, they are still outside the barrier. Can we consider rebuilding the Yanbian barrier?" Finally, a cultivator coughed lightly a few times and said something reliable.
Soon, many cultivators responded.
"But we still have to negotiate with the demon army. After all, they cook...they are stationed quite close to the Yanbian barrier. What if they launch a sudden attack?" A cultivator expressed his concern.
"So, who will negotiate?"
This question made many cultivators look at each other in confusion, and then they all looked at Shen Xinglan, who seemed to be watching the excitement below.
Shen Xinglan: “…”
Even if he tried his best to ignore it, he couldn't ignore the many eyes focused on him.
Shen Xinglan waved his sleeves casually and said, "Okay, I'll go negotiate."
So, facing the expectant gazes of many cultivators, Shen Xinglan landed on the ground, then walked casually towards the army of demons. After randomly grabbing a lucky person from the army of demons, Shen Xinglan was about to speak, but his eyes fell on a figure mixed in the army of demons, so he asked the lucky person for some unknown reason.
"Is it tasty?"
The demon cultivator Shen Xinglan questioned was horrified. Although his legs couldn't help but tremble due to Shen Xinglan's strength, he said with tears in his eyes, "It's delicious. Absolutely delicious."
Shen Xinglan thought for a moment and said solemnly, "I don't believe it."
So, in full view of everyone in the sky, the demon cultivator brought a plate of braised pork ribs to Shen Xinglan.
Shen Xinglan took the chopsticks handed to him by another demon cultivator, then elegantly picked up a piece and tasted it: "Did you put a little too much soy sauce?"
"Ah? Ah, yes, is that so?" The demon cultivator was stunned and didn't react for a moment, "Not much, right?"
Then Shen Xinglan put down his chopsticks: "I want to talk to your leader."
Soon, a man in a black robe walked over. Shen Xinglan looked him up and down and asked, "You look familiar?"
The other party sneered: "What if I call myself old man?"
Shen Xinglan showed a look of sudden enlightenment: "So what are you doing?"
"In your opinion, what are we doing?" the other party asked back.
Shen Xinglan looked around: "Uh, making braised spareribs?"
The other party nodded seriously. "Yes, this is truly a very challenging activity, much more difficult than practicing. Just the phrase "two spoons of soy sauce", the size of the spoons, and the type of soy sauce are enough to make us feel extremely difficult."
Shen Xinglan: “…”
He really should have let someone else listen instead of letting him suffer alone.
The corners of Shen Xinglan's lips twitched. "Indeed, I just tried it, and I put too much soy sauce."
The other party was very angry: "What? Which stove did you use to make this? The master taught me so carefully, how come you still put too much?"
Shen Xinglan glanced at the trembling demon cultivator beside him and said silently, "Alright, let's talk about the Yanbian barrier first. Although I'm quite surprised by your current behavior, but... after all, the Yanbian barrier is a big deal."
"Elder, your ribs are burnt!"
The other person's face changed drastically: "Wait a minute, I'll go save my ribs."
Shen Xinglan: “…”
There was an immediate chaos in the demon army. Shen Xinglan felt a little headache, so when he scanned these demon cultivators and devil cultivators one by one, he suddenly paused.
He felt he had seen the culprit.
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