"Fellow Daoist, we've known each other for thousands of years, so I'm only telling you this secret now. You absolutely must keep it a secret from me."
"My nickname is 'Keeping Secrets.' Once a secret enters my heart, it will never leave. Feel free to speak freely."
“I’m telling you, you must remember to buy 75 jars of that Immortal Jade Liquor at the dinner table, and you must insist on the limit of 15 people per table.”
"Um...it's just a jar of wine, is it really that big of a deal?"
"A jar of wine?? That's all?? I'm telling you, that can get you into the state of embryonic breathing!"
"What? I, a mere Tribulation Transcending Realm cultivator, can just enter so easily?"
“Mingdaoren drank it all and went in, so how could you not go in?”
"Hey, you guys! Those thirty-odd Daoist auras you just experienced, were they caused by that wine?"
"If it weren't for that, would I be telling you this secret?! If you don't want it, buy it and sell it to me later, I'll pay double!"
...
Of course, besides these, the group of "Old Six" is also indispensable.
“Fellow Daoist, I found their wine quite palatable just now, but the host family has limited stock and only sold me 75 jars. You don’t usually drink, so why don’t you buy a few dozen jars for me at the dinner table? I’ll pay double the price.”
"Hey, it's just a little wine. Don't even mention double, why not give it to you for free?"
"Alright! I've got your words in mind, fellow Daoist. How about we make a Heavenly Dao Oath? That way, it'll show that we both value our promises!"
"Alright, let's make it happen. I, Zheng Yuan, always keep my word."
After making the Heavenly Oath, Zheng Yuan asked with considerable doubt, "Fellow Daoist Mo Shang, why is this oath so strange? Breaking the oath means defecating for 10 consecutive days?"
Young Master Mo chuckled, but his expression was somewhat unnatural.
"I only believe in your character, fellow Daoist. It's just a small oath. Why fight to the death?"
"Fellow Daoist is truly a man of genuine character! You truly live up to your reputation as a gentleman of unparalleled elegance and a peerless gentleman!"
...
When the second wave of diners filed into the store, most of them exchanged glances with smiles on their faces.
Upon seeing the rather solitary cultivator, his smile deepened even further.
The second group of diners were all seated, and a new round of dishes began to be served.
The types and order of the dishes were exactly the same as those of the first group of diners.
The reactions of everyone after finishing the meal were all pretty much the same.
Aside from some diners who had never tried spicy food before and were slurping their food from the spiciness, there was nothing different.
Then came the familiar soaring Daoist aura.
Dozens of beams of light shot into the sky, making Shenqing Zhenjun and Jian Qingfeng, who were staying in the Shushan Sword Sect, grin from ear to ear.
Although they practice the way of the sword, it is different from the way others practice.
However, different Daoist styles can provide the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect with some insights that can be applied to other areas.
This will help these disciples avoid detours on their spiritual path.
After all, those who can emit Daoist rhymes are at least at the initial stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, and many disciples may not be able to reach such a level even if they spend their entire lives.
Jian Qingfeng chuckled and said, "This disciple is such a bargain. The future of my Shushan Sword Sect is probably not limited to the cultivation world."
Shenqing Zhenjun nodded in agreement, saying, "In our cultivation world, there are only a handful of sects or holy lands that can be revered in various realms, such as the Wanhua Sect, Mount Sumeru, and Qingyun Temple. If you, Grandmaster, were to advance to a higher level and have two or three more disciples break through to the initial stage of the Mahayana Realm, with the current aptitude and strength of your disciples, you would indeed be able to stand on equal footing with other invincible sects."
Jian Qingfeng shook his head and said, "Although you are in charge of the Sword Sect, your knowledge is still somewhat shallow. Even if I reach the high level of the Mahayana Realm, it does not guarantee that our sect will become the new invincible sect. First, we need to produce an invincible Mahayana Realm cultivator. In recent days, the more I cultivate, the more I feel that the road ahead is long. I am afraid that I will need a lot of opportunities to reach the invincible realm."
Shenqing Zhenjun smiled confidently and said, "Grandmaster is being too cautious. Think about it, ever since my junior brother started to rise, has our Shushan Sword Sect had few opportunities? Not to mention the disciples, even the elders and above have benefited greatly. The teachings a few days ago even gave you, Grandmaster, a lot of insights, and you even saw the path to the middle stage of the Mahayana Realm directly. Anyway, I have full confidence in this amazing junior brother."
After a moment of contemplation, Jian Qingfeng said, "Shenqing, I have a question for you."
"Please speak, Master."
Jian Qingfeng coughed lightly, then remained silent for a while before asking softly, "Tell me, should I take him as my disciple?"
"ah?!"
Shenqing Zhenjun, who had been all smiles, was completely stunned on the spot.
What's going on?
What happened?
What did Grandmaster just say?
Taking a junior apprentice as a disciple?
What did he become to me?
Should I start calling him "Little Master"?
Then a group of disciples gained a junior grandmaster?
"Grandmaster... I think it's unnecessary. He has his own lineage, and frankly, even you probably don't have much to teach him."
Jian Qingfeng fell into deep thought.
It seems that's really the case?
Speaking of swordsmanship, it seems I'm still learning from him?
Speaking of his spiritual path, even he himself seems to be somewhat confused about his current level of understanding.
If you told me he's only at the high-level of the Nascent Soul Realm, I would never believe it, even if you beat me to death.
It seems Shen Qing is right; he really doesn't have much to teach him.
Could it be... that I'm going to acknowledge a master?
Shaking his head, Jian Qingfeng quickly banished the dangerous thought from his mind.
The plan to take Ye Feng as his disciple was thus shelved, and he never mentioned it again.
Ye Feng was unaware that he had inadvertently lost a chance to become a junior master.
Even if I knew, I wouldn't really want to.
The junior uncle is quite nice; he's approachable without being too distant.
Moreover, in all the novels, Junior Uncle is always an incredibly powerful and awesome character.
...
A small mountain retreat, with its kitchen.
Ye Feng was busy cooking.
He multitasks, using 132 cleavers to chop vegetables, 132 woks tossing food, and 132 spatulas to flip vegetables.
It's not that Ye Feng is a workaholic, nor that his disciples don't want to learn.
I don't know if it's the system's fault or my own teaching skills that's lacking, but whenever my disciples get involved in chopping or stir-frying vegetables, the food they make is extremely unpalatable.
At most, I can only help wash vegetables and serve dishes.
Soon, 132 plates of shredded pork with garlic sauce were ready. The moment they were plated, a disciple used a jade slip to collect the dish to preserve its perfect texture right after it came out of the pot.
After the last few dishes were all prepared, the disciples carried the empty plates out of the kitchen.
Upon arriving at the entrance of each private room, the dishes from the jade slips were taken out, placed on plates, and then served to the guests.
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