God of Cuisine Reborn: I Became Invincible by Cooking

Seeing Wang Yao's touched expression as she stepped aside to give up her spot, Qingshi nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Just a second ago, he thought he and his disciple had secured their place, but who would have thought that in the next moment, Wang Yao would voluntarily give up her spot? Can you believe it?

Not only Qingshi, but everyone present had a look of disbelief on their faces.

For the sake of three meals a day, everyone on Divine Sword Peak went to great lengths, wishing they had eight hundred more tricks up their sleeves.

As long as it was within the rules, they would use any dirty trick they could think of.

But now, just because of a few words, damn it, this girl actually gave up her spot.

As for this steward, while he might not be the youngest in the Steward Hall, he was definitely far from reaching the end of his lifespan, so what he said earlier was nonsense.

Moreover, this kind of low-level trick had been used by many before, but all they got in return was a single word: "Scram."

"Still too young."

Someone sighed, and Qingshi was so angry he cursed.

"Disciple, what are you doing?"

"Ah, Master, I... I just thought he looked so pitiful."

Faced with Qingshi's roar, little Wang Yao was a bit scared and replied softly, causing Qingshi's heart to churn with qi and blood.

"Pitiful my foot, take a good look yourself."

Hearing her master's words, Wang Yao turned to look at the steward who had taken her spot. He was currently arguing fiercely with other stewards, showing no signs of someone nearing the end of his lifespan.

"You old man, you broke the rules by deceiving and bullying a naive young girl."

"Bullshit, old man, is this called deceiving? This is called mutual consent. What's wrong with someone willingly giving me their spot? Which rule says you can't give up your spot?"

"Disgraceful, you're a disgrace to our Dao Yi Sect."

"Nonsense, try going three days without food and see how you like it."

Seeing the elder suddenly become lively, Wang Yao called out dumbfounded.

"Senior, you..."

But not giving her a chance, the steward interrupted.

"Hey, little girl, you agreed to it just now, it's too late to regret it now."

Even the most naive would know they were deceived. Wang Yao pouted in dissatisfaction but didn't know what to say, so she sulked to the side, muttering.

"It's all lies. How could the leader of the righteous path do such things?"

To Wang Yao, the Dao Yi Sect was simply the leader of the righteous path in the Eastern Continent.

And what is the righteous path? According to Wang Yao's understanding, it means being upright and honest, never stooping to petty theft or despicable acts.

But now, look at these people from Divine Sword Peak, using all sorts of despicable means just for a meal, completely different from what she imagined.

"Sigh..."

Seeing Wang Yao's aggrieved look, Qingshi sighed helplessly. She still hadn't gone through hardships, her experience in the world was too shallow.

As for Hongzun beside him, he was already laughing uncontrollably.

"Senior Sister."

Seeing Wang Yao unable to hold back her tears, some female disciples who also didn't get a spot couldn't help but step forward to comfort her.

Taking the handkerchief, she wiped her tears while complaining.

"Aren't we the leader of the righteous path? Why can we deceive fellow disciples just for a meal? Is this still a righteous cultivator?"

Clearly, this incident had a big impact on Wang Yao. Seeing this, several female disciples sighed with a strange expression.

"Sigh, Senior Sister, you'll understand in the future. Junior Brother Changqing's cooking is different from others."

No matter how much they explained now, Wang Yao wouldn't understand, but soon she would.

With a call for mealtime, the courtyard gate of the kitchen opened, and those who got a spot excitedly rushed in.

At the same time, a rich aroma wafted over, and those who didn't get a spot began to inhale deeply.

"If I can't eat, I'll just inhale the aroma, suck all the fragrance away so you can only eat plain food."

"Alright, Junior Brother, your face is turning purple from inhaling, aren't you afraid of suffocating?"

"Senior Brother, before you talk about me, take care of yourself, your face is turning blue."

Even the female disciples surrounding Wang Yao were twitching their noses, greedily inhaling the aroma in the air.

"Senior Sister, you..."

"Don't talk, if we can't eat, inhaling the aroma is good enough."

Damn it, are they all crazy? Seeing this, Wang Yao was dumbfounded. Do these people have a psychological problem?

Isn't it simple to get food?

In Wang Yao's mind, it was just a meal, wasn't it simple to get some? But to be honest, the aroma was really tempting, making even someone like her, who wasn't interested in food, drool.

But this wasn't a difficult problem. With her master's love for her, he would definitely give her some.

That was true. The two of them relied on each other, and Qingshi always treated her as his own. Their relationship was like that of a father and daughter, and what father wouldn't love his little girl?

Thinking this, Wang Yao quickly ran into the courtyard, and once inside, the aroma became even stronger, making her swallow unconsciously.

At this moment, she seemed to understand why the disciples of Divine Sword Peak were so crazy.

Soon, she found her master's figure among the crowd, squatting on the steps with Hongzun, eating heartily.

Seeing her master eating so happily, Wang Yao couldn't resist and quickly approached, saying expectantly.

"Master, is it delicious?"

"De... delicious."

Mouth full of food, he mumbled a reply. Swallowing again, Wang Yao continued.

"I want to eat too, Master, can you..."

In the past, whenever Wang Yao said this, Qingshi would definitely give her the rest. She thought it would be the same this time, but upon hearing this, Qingshi looked up at her, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said seriously.

"Disciple, you're grown up now, you can't rely on your master for everything. The path ahead, your master can't protect you forever, it's time to grow up."

Hearing this, Wang Yao initially thought it was her master's teaching, and she lowered her head in guilt.

Yes, she was the one who got tricked out of her spot, how could she have the face to ask her master to give her some now?

Her eyes reddened, and thinking of her master's disappointment, Wang Yao was filled with guilt. Just as she was about to apologize to her master, Hongzun and Qingshi's conversation drifted into her ears.

"Even tricking your own disciple, you're really something."

"What do you know, I'm teaching her. Besides, Yao'er has been fasting for a long time, eating or not doesn't affect her."

"And you?"

"Stop talking and eat, such delicious food, how could I bear to share it with others, there's not even enough for myself."

The two old men, gobbling down food, muttered to each other as if no one else was around, and every word was heard by Wang Yao.

For a moment, she felt a fatherly love as overwhelming as a landslide.