Senior Sister Ding's voice was so loud, and the expression on her face scared Su Yunlan and Tian Rou. They looked at Yang Zhen and Senior Sister Ding in surprise.
Yang Zhen was also startled, thinking that Yang Dingtian was the same name as someone else, and said strangely: "Yang Dingtian, what's wrong?"
"Ah!" Sister Ding suddenly screamed, holding Yang Zhen's hand and saying, "You are Yang Dingtian. Did you invent the hot pot spicy hot pot?"
Su Yunlan and Tian Rou looked at each other in disbelief and said in unison: "Are you really a spiritual chef?"
Yang Zhen's words were really unbelievable. When he said that he was now a glorious chef, Su Yunlan and Tian Rou didn't quite believe it. They both thought that Yang Zhen had used some method to get in.
Whether it was Su Yunlan or Tian Rou, they were deeply impressed by Yang Zhen's attainments in literary talent and admired him very much. Such talent was extremely rare. How could someone have such high talent and attainments in so many aspects? Even if Yang Zhen said in person that he was now a chef, the two women did not believe it.
But after hearing what Senior Sister Ding said, the two suddenly reacted. Including Senior Sister Ding, many Spiritual Academy disciples, especially the female disciples, now know that there is something called Dingtian Malatang in the kitchen of the Spiritual Academy. It is extremely delicious and most importantly, very satisfying to eat. Moreover, the spiritual materials’ true essence of heaven and earth is well preserved. Therefore, many female disciples are crazy about it and try every means to have a meal of Malatang.
It is said that this spicy hot pot was invented by a new chef named Yang Dingtian. Even the famous chef Hu Tao was willing to be his assistant.
It was not until this moment that Su Yunlan and Tian Rou suddenly realized that what Yang Zhen had just said was that his name was now Yang Dingtian.
Oh my god! The two gorgeous women looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, and they didn't react for a long time, until Yang Zhen waved his hand in front of the two women. The two women suddenly came back to their senses, one on the left and one on the right, and pulled Yang Zhen and said, "Please treat us to spicy hot pot!"
Yang Zhen smiled complacently and said, "No problem, Senior Sister Ding will come too."
Senior Sister Ding nodded hurriedly and said, "Even if you don't invite me, I will go without being invited!"
At this moment, a loud bell sound suddenly came from the top of the mountain, resounding through the sky. It was low and ancient, and the sound was shocking. Everyone who heard the bell was startled, and their mood actually calmed down.
Yang Zhen was startled and looked in the direction where the sound came from in surprise.
Senior Sister Ding smiled and explained, "This is the Spiritual Academy's Purifying Bell. It is said to be a secret treasure handed down from the Shangheng period. It can cleanse the mind and calm a person."
Yang Zhen suddenly realized, and then another loud bell sound was heard. His mind unexpectedly calmed down, as calm as an ancient well, which was amazing.
Senior Sister Ding turned around and looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression and said, "The birthday party is about to begin, Yang... Dingtian, you... do your job well."
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, little sister. I am the most low-key person. I just like to cook on weekdays. I won't do anything else no matter how much money you pay me."
Su Yunlan and Tian Rou looked at each other, giggled, and pulled Senior Sister Ding away.
"Don't forget to treat us to spicy hot pot!" Senior Sister Ding turned around and reminded: "Oh, and give us some food below!"
Yang Zhen's mouth twitched, and he said with a stiff face: "It's a deal, it's a deal!"
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Immortal music lingered, and the true essence was surging! On the top of the mountain, people gradually walked into the birthday party and were arranged to sit by the disciples of the Spiritual Academy who had already welcomed them here.
What made Yang Zhen proud was that although Su Yunlan and others came in, they were not even assigned a seat, but stood behind the crowd.
Not long after, Yang Zhen's whole body shook, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.
Hua Youyue! After many days, Yang Zhen finally saw the little girl again. He smiled but it stopped in mid-air, and he looked surprised.
After not seeing her for so many days, the aura of the little girl became more and more ethereal. Yang Zhen was stunned and muttered to himself: "Damn, is the Heavenly Destiny Holy Root so powerful? It's only been a few days since I last saw her, and the aura of the little girl has become so pure, almost catching up with this Sao Saint?"
This was not Yang Zhen's illusion, but the reality. Compared with Hua Youyue, even Mo Xueling, who also had countless halos around her, was a little dimmer. As soon as she entered the scene, she became like the moon surrounded by stars, and almost everyone's eyes fell on Hua Youyue.
"No!" Yang Zhen suddenly frowned. "Even if it was against the will of heaven to change fate, the aura of the little girl shouldn't have changed so much. Something must have changed in her."
Yang Zhen looked at Hua Youyue in surprise. She was hiding behind the crowd, without even a sense of existence. However, Hua Youyue seemed to sense something. Her whole body trembled slightly, and she looked towards Yang Zhen through the crowd.
When their eyes met, Yang Zhen was also a little surprised. His eyes lit up and he blinked at Hua Youyue from a distance.
Seeing this action, Hua Youyue, who was originally quiet and peaceful, suddenly flashed a smile on her face, and suddenly it was like spring flowers blooming, and the surrounding world seemed to be brighter.
There were sounds of people gasping all around, and everyone, whether sitting or standing, looked at Hua Youyue in amazement, their expressions full of shock and amazement.
No one noticed the eye contact between the two. Even Mo Xueling, who was beside Hua Youyue, was just slightly stunned. She looked towards Yang Zhen, but couldn't find Yang Zhen's location. She looked at Hua Youyue with a strange expression.
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Sao Ji stood on Hua Youyue's shoulder, arrogantly, like a phoenix high above. From time to time, he tucked his head under his wings to preen his feathers. Occasionally, he glanced at the crowd with a look of arrogance. Even at some powerful beings in the Tribulation Crossing Period, he always looked at them with one eye and an arrogant attitude.
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Now that almost everyone had arrived, Yang Zhen was a little surprised that the little girl actually had a place to sit. Although she sat with Mo Xueling and the disciples of Mo Chi Peak, it was still better than the groups of cultivators who could only stand on the periphery.
There were as many as two to three thousand people gathered inside and outside the entire mountain top. These were only a small number of disciples from the Spiritual Academy. The rest were all powerful monks who came here because of its reputation.
At this moment, a hearty laugh was heard. Everyone turned around in surprise and saw a group of people coming with proud attitudes and flying swords.
After seeing these people, most of the people present changed their expressions and took a breath.
"They are here, but I didn't expect them to enter in this way. They are really arrogant."
"So what? They have the capital to be arrogant. They are probably the only ones who can be compared with Mochi Peak and Lingxue Palace."
“Senior, who are these people? There are so many powerful people in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. It is really terrifying.”
"Beiguyuan, the master's successor!"
"What?" The people around were shocked and said in astonishment, "Are they the descendants of the legendary Master who is eloquent and has a brilliant culture?"
Yang Zhen curled his lips when he heard this. He was just the master's successor, not the master himself. What a arrogant person!
(End of this chapter)