The opportunities bestowed by heaven and earth in each era are limited. Jiang Lu, with his level of strength, understands this principle very thoroughly. Everything in the cultivation world requires competition; there is never a time when everyone is doing well, only when everyone is doing well, and only when everyone is doing well, does everyone else suffer.
What everyone is competing for is the limited resources within this world. Once the Dao principles of this group of disciples from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect manifest, the Dao principles left for others in the world will decrease accordingly. It will not be until many, many years have passed that the Dao principles are replenished.
Over these many, many years, countless cultivators will die, and the deaths of these cultivators will replenish a portion of the Dao principles. Those cultivators who do not strive will eventually become part of these Dao principles.
Jiang Lu was only saying these things to remind these disciples. If they could take it to heart, that would be their good fortune. If they couldn't, he had already fulfilled his responsibility as a patriarch.
After saying that, Jiang Lu stopped talking nonsense, moved the plates around, and then lifted the lid, and then...
"vomit……"
"vomit……"
"Ugh... Holy crap! Who's plotting against your grandpa?"
"How could my incredibly delicious food smell so foul? Could someone have poisoned it?"
"Who the hell poisoned me with this stinky stuff? Even a dog wouldn't eat something this smelly, how could it possibly poison anyone?"
"Then why does it smell so bad? Master Ye's fish dish looks and smells delicious, it can't possibly be the reason, right?"
"How would I know? The disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect didn't say anything when they served the dishes."
Not only him, but almost everyone in the private rooms of the mountaintop retreat was studying this dish of secret-recipe stinky mandarin fish. The smell was simply too overpowering, making everyone wonder if someone was trying to assassinate them.
Just as everyone was speculating, Ye Feng's voice rang out at the opportune moment: "Distinguished guests, rest assured, no one intends to harm you. This dish is called Secret Recipe Stinky Mandarin Fish. Due to the preparation method and marinating process, the taste is somewhat unique. Although it smells exceptionally pungent, the taste will definitely satisfy you. Of course, if any of you find it unpalatable, you can tell the disciple outside the door, and I can arrange a different dish for you. By the way, eating this dish will increase your damage against the Tribulation Demon by 45% for three hours. Leave the last piece of meat in the jade slip; you can eat it whenever you are about to undergo the Tribulation Demon."
"Increases damage against the Demon of Calamity by 45%?"
As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, one or more gasps of surprise came from almost every private room.
The Shushan Sword Sect has always sold its dark cuisine for dealing with the Calamity Demon, but its effectiveness decreases as the level increases. Moreover, the Calamity Demon seems to have adjusted its strength. Even a Body Refinement Realm cultivator has a chance to encounter a 1000-year-old Calamity Demon. In that case, even with the blessing of the dark cuisine, they can only fight the Calamity Demon to a draw at best. Those cultivators can't even break through the Calamity Demon's defenses, so there's no point in talking about killing it.
The same applies to those at higher levels; their cultivation levels have been increased by at least five hundred years from their original levels, leaving many cultivators with unspeakable suffering.
Now that this dish has suddenly appeared, everyone's eyes immediately lit up, and their opinions completely changed.
"You jest, Master Ye. Retreat is out of the question. It's not because it increases my attack power against the Calamity Demon; I just really enjoy it."
"Yes, yes, yes, it's really our fault for taking the time out of our busy schedules to answer our questions. We'll go back and have a good meal now."
"As expected of Supreme Master Ye, he is truly dedicated to the development of the cultivation world. He even brought out such a fine item. We have misunderstood Supreme Master Ye, which is really inexcusable. We should have a few more drinks to apologize to Supreme Master Ye later."
Just now, almost all the private rooms were filled with complaints, including Jiang Lu, but there was one person who remained completely unmoved, and that was the Boundless Immortal Emperor.
"Hmph, based on my many years of experience hosting banquets in the Immortal Realm, this level of stench is nothing to me. Moreover, Heaven is fair. After losing one thing, it often finds satisfaction in other areas. If food loses its crucial aroma, then its taste will inevitably be greatly improved."
While thinking about it, the chopsticks in his hand didn't stop. Unaffected by anything, he picked up a large piece of mandarin fish and examined it closely.
"The meat looks firm and delicate. Although the sour smell is a bit too strong, there is also an indescribable fragrance, which is probably the product of spices combined with this stench."
As he put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, the Boundless Immortal Emperor's eyes lit up.
"Just as I guessed, after sacrificing the aroma, the taste is simply superb. Its salty and fragrant flavor is like a gentle and docile Shuqi, tenderly embracing my taste buds; and when I chew this fish, it will bloom with its unique charm like the passionate Shuqi, constantly stimulating the tip of my tongue."
The Boundless Immortal Emperor was very satisfied with the taste of the stinky mandarin fish, but he was not very satisfied with the fact that it did not increase the chances of having children.
Jiang Lu frowned as he stared at the "delicious food" before him. Even without the threat of the demonic invasion, he still felt an instinctive aversion to the dish. However, he was clever; he didn't judge things based on just one factor.
Looking up at Huanfeng, he said, "Huanfeng, try the taste of this mandarin fish first, and tell your honest opinion to your advisor."
Huanfeng's heart tightened and he quickly said, "My ability to appreciate fine food has always been average. I think it's better to let Yusheng do it. Before he came up the mountain, his family was a very prestigious and well-known family at the foot of the mountain. I think he can describe the unique features of this food very well."
Jiang Lu nodded in agreement with Huanfeng's words, and then he and Huanfeng stared at the disciple named Yusheng.
Yu Sheng looked to be in his early twenties. His long hair was held back with an exquisitely crafted white jade hairpin, and his thick, striking eyebrows were very eye-catching.
Yu Sheng was sitting there quietly like a quail, but unexpectedly a nameless fire burned directly on him. He wanted to refuse, but one was his master and the other was his grandmaster. Neither of them was easy to talk to!
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