Chapter 133 This Evil and Wealthy Sect

The young man sat in the dining hall, and he never expected that what Feng Chao meant by a quick meal would actually be a quick meal.

A group of people came out of the kitchen in a crowd, each holding a large basin in their hands. They were emitting hot steam and carrying the unique smell of oil and smoke from the mortal world. However, their appearance and demeanor did not make them look like those of proper cooks.

Are the people of the Supreme Sect so primitive? They even need the treasure's direct disciple to serve them?

But Wu Xi soon realized that he was careless. His direct disciples not only served the dishes but also cooked the meals themselves.

The group of people ignored Wu Xi at first, chattered as they arranged several large pots of food, and then directly brought out a large pot of steamed buns and a large pot of rice.

Lin Du put down the bowl of red roasted pork in his hand, wiped his hands slowly, and looked up at the young man who was watching quietly, "Isn't this Taoist Wu Xi? The head sister didn't tell me, otherwise I would have to kill a goose today. I'm sorry to embarrass you with this simple meal."

Wu Xi raised his hand and saluted, "Little Taoist Lin..."

Lin Du just tilted his head. Ni Jinxuan, who was wearing a light-colored narrow-sleeved robe, came up from behind with a bowl and chopsticks. "Fellow Daoist Wu Xi, Junior Master and my master are of the same generation. You can call her Master like me."

Wu Xi glanced at Lin Du. Her aura was restrained and harmonious, and it even carried the faint smell of cooking fumes from the kitchen. She forced a smile and said, "Uncle Lin, I heard that you successfully completed the Dan formation a few days ago, but I haven't congratulated you yet."

Lin Du nodded slightly, "It's just a matter of course. There's nothing to congratulate."

It's like the top student in the class said, "Isn't it natural to get the first place? What is there to congratulate? There is no room for improvement."

Wu Xi had something to ask of someone, so he didn't dare to act rashly in the Supreme Sect. Upon hearing this, he just smiled and said, "You are gifted. I am sorry to bother you today."

Yuan Ye smiled and handed the bowl and chopsticks to Wu Xi. "Our junior master's cooking was praised by all the brothers and sisters. Since you are here, you can treat it as your own home and order whatever you want. It's just that we didn't know you were coming today, so we didn't make you a portion. If you're not full, we'll go and steam some steamed buns."

The Wushang Sect makes hundreds of steamed buns at a time, which are then placed in an ice cellar and can be taken out and eaten at any time, and can last for about seven or eight days.

Wu Xi looked at the row of pot-sized basins in front of him and fell into doubt. He thought everyone could take as much as they wanted to eat, but he didn't expect that they would be brought directly to the table.

Each pot of this is more than the amount of food prepared by the servants in each peak of Guiyuan Sect every day. There are only seven or eight direct disciples in Wushang Sect who need to eat, and there are at least dozens of people in each of their peaks. How can there not be enough food?

Maybe he was just trying to dislike him on purpose.

Wu Xi figured it out in a flash and regretted it secretly. It would have been fine to skip a meal to use the fasting pills, but why did he have to follow the leader's arrangement and come to their dining hall? He originally wanted to have a meal together and at least find out about the situation in the sect. Now it seems that this meal is either a Hongmen Banquet or a show of power.

A proud son of heaven who cooks his own meals? Wu Xi laughed in his heart, not understanding why the people of the Supreme Sect had such a strange style.

But it was obvious that these six people were not polite to him. The six people sat opposite each other, and he happened to be the only one left alone. There was not many people opposite them. There was a long table. Some were eating rice, some were taking steamed buns, and some were taking medicine.

Lin Du frowned as he drank a bowl of medicine soup. The rice in the iron basin was already covered with some of the best pork belly. The bright red soup soaked the full and crystal clear rice. The sweet and salty red stew mixed with the rice was enough to cover up the smell of medicine.

She quickly stuffed a piece of tender pork belly and ate a few mouthfuls of rice before she suppressed the taste of the medicine. She turned to Xia Tianwu and complained, "It's bitter. Even the braised pork is not sweet."

Xia Tian remained calm and acted along, "You say this every day. Your health is so poor. If you don't take medicine, your health will deteriorate. Make your choice."

Lin Du sighed sadly, "The May Snow is blooming so beautifully, I'd better wait until the flowers wither before I die."

Recently, ever since she started practicing physical exercises, the medicine she drank every day became stronger. It was thick, bitter, and sour, and the taste was so muddy that it made her hands and feet curl up.

Lin Du's body has been replenished a lot compared to before, but she started to practice body training for the future Zhongzhou Competition. Even though Tai Chi is good for the body's chronic illnesses, it can't withstand Lin Du's hard work. The tonic she drank was like falling into a bottomless pit. There was no way to replenish it, and she could only barely maintain the current situation.

But she probably couldn't die. If it weren't for the 500,000 high-quality spirit stones that Lin Du had scammed back before, the daily expenses for her and Mo Lin's medicine would have consumed 20% to 30% of the huge inner treasury.

Although Wu Xi was not familiar with pharmacology, he could still sense that the medicines of Mo Lin and Lin Du were extremely powerful.

It seems that the rumors are true. These two people were really harmed by that scum from Feixing Sect.

Lin Du formed the Dan in order to prolong his life. It is hard to say whether he can live to be a thousand years old. As for Mo Lin, the first disciple, he will probably be like his fellow disciples and remain silent.

The people of the Supreme Sect don’t have much time.

"Brother Wu, eat, eat, don't be restrained." Yan Qing greeted with a smile, and then grabbed the last chicken leg with incredible precision.

The spirit pheasants were killed by the head every day, one per person at noon and at night, no more.

Yan Qing and Yuan Ye sat next to him, served him a bowl of rice, and moved a bowl of vegetables towards him. "Eat more, eat more."

Whenever Lin Du cooks, there will always be a pot of pure green vegetables on the table, stir-fried.

Wu Xi: ...

He politely picked up a piece of vegetable with his chopsticks, then lowered his eyes in surprise.

The dish that was served earlier still smelled of oil and smoke, and he thought that the people from the Supreme Sect were really not picky. But after he put it in his mouth, he realized that the dish was so full of spiritual flavor. Even the dishes in high-end spiritual restaurants outside might not have such pure spiritual flavor.

After taking another piece of meat, Wu Xi was even more surprised, "You...are using spirit beasts at the Danhua level to cook?"

"Well, what's wrong?" Yuan Ye aimed at a tiger skin egg and quickly snatched it away. "There's nothing we can do. These piglets grow too slowly. When they grow to the Danhua stage, they will be killed and eaten."

Wu Xi glanced at the three people who hadn't yet formed their Dan. "The first-level demon beast of the Dan Hua realm is equivalent to the Tengyun realm of human cultivation, right? Will it be okay for you to eat it?"

The three looked at him innocently, their chopsticks in their hands not stopping, "You can't eat it? This is already the lowest grade beast meat in our sect."

Wu Xi: ...That's the truth. You eat so much meat from a higher realm than yours, won't your body explode and die? Moreover, if you eat like this every meal, how much money will it cost?

Master said that the Wushang Sect is very poor. Is it because they have been exploited by this group of people?

But then he quickly realized that there were seven people at the table, and all seven of them had been on the Qingyun List.

The Qingyun Ranking is based solely on talent, and people will automatically be removed from the list after they reach the age of 100.

The rankings of the three people who had not yet formed their elixir were much higher than when they were on the list.

Why would the Supreme Sect recruit ordinary people?

Even though he already knew that all the people in the Supreme Sect were geniuses, he was still so shocked by the difference that his brain couldn't react.

Wu Xi lowered his head to think, then raised his head and was shocked again.

Except for the green vegetables, most of the dishes were gone, leaving only a little soup and meat scraps, and everyone was holding a bowl of rice and pouring the soup on it frantically.

Wu Xi: ...Aren’t you afraid of exploding and dying by eating so much so fast?

But it was obvious that the people of the Supreme Sect were in high spirits, and they were even arguing about who should get the last bit of soup.

"The steamed buns dipped in meat soup are so delicious that you can even bite your tongue." Yuan Ye patted his belly and looked at the stiff Wu Xi, "Brother Wu, would you like to try it?"

Wu Xi looked at the thick, bright red stewed soup, hesitated for a moment, and took the piece of steamed bun that Yuan Ye reluctantly gave her.

When you take a bite, you can taste the rich sweet and salty sauce wrapped in the mellow malt aroma.

This evil wealthy sect! They actually use spiritual spring water for cooking!