God of Cuisine Reborn: I Became Invincible by Cooking

Watching Qingshi devour his meal without acknowledging her, Wang Yao stood there, dumbfounded.

"Master loves me, right? He should, right? Maybe?"

But the more she thought about it, the less Wang Yao could convince herself. Even her self-hypnosis wasn't working anymore.

Fatherly love really felt like a landslide.

Finally noticing Wang Yao standing beside him, with her eyes red, Qingshi felt a pang of guilt. After all, she was the little darling he had doted on since childhood.

He could only lower his head and finish the last bite of his meal with tears in his eyes, then let out a deep sigh.

"Sigh... that was satisfying."

Feeling fulfilled, as if his body and soul had been elevated, Wang Yao then saw a large bowl placed in front of her.

"Disciple, help your master wash this. I ate too much and feel a bit stuffed."

With that, he shoved the bowl into her hands without waiting for her agreement, stretching lazily as he walked away.

At that moment, the tears Wang Yao had been holding back for so long finally flowed down uncontrollably.

Everything had changed. Dao Yi Sect wasn't what she imagined, and even her master had changed.

While crying, she finished washing the bowl. Ye Changqing naturally noticed this new direct disciple crying while washing dishes and wondered aloud.

"What's up with this girl? Washing dishes shouldn't make you cry."

But he couldn't be bothered to care, as he lay down on a recliner, feeling comfortable.

Afterwards, the disciples left, but many left behind cultivation resources.

Though each didn't give much, the sheer number of disciples meant that it was like the entire Divine Sword Peak was supporting one person. The treatment was naturally enviable.

Ye Changqing had gotten used to it. According to the disciples, if Ye Changqing didn't accept, they wouldn't feel at ease.

Over time, this became a habit. Every so often, the disciples would replenish Ye Changqing's cultivation resources, leading him to disdain even the Body Refinement Pills.

With a cultivation level at the Meridian Surge Realm, Ye Changqing was already consuming Meridian Opening Pills, never actively refining them, just letting them be absorbed naturally. Such was his extravagance.

Casually tossing a Meridian Opening Pill into his mouth, the pill's fragrance was rich, tasting much better than the Body Refinement Pill. You get what you pay for, after all.

At night, Divine Sword Peak was still bustling, unlike other peaks, it was like a festival here.

Disciples could still be seen practicing everywhere.

The night passed with such cultivation, and by early morning, the disciples were already busy again.

But no one noticed a figure swiftly flying in from outside Divine Sword Peak, wearing the inner sect disciple attire of Dao Yi Sect.

It was none other than Jin Min, who hadn't been seen for a long time.

Since the kitchen rules changed, Jin Min, an inner sect disciple, hadn't been seen for quite some time.

Everyone was busy cultivating, eating, and competing for spots, so naturally, they didn't notice.

It was said she had taken a mission and left, but now she was finally back.

"There's still time."

With a slightly anxious expression, Jin Min checked the time and murmured softly, then sped up towards the kitchen.

Just returning to the sect in time for a meal, Jin Min felt it was destined for her to have a bite of today's breakfast.

She quickly reached the kitchen, where the competition had already begun, and Jin Min joined the fray without hesitation.

"Damn, Junior Sister Jin..."

A disciple who had just exchanged a move with Jin Min was shocked to see her, but then chuckled.

"Junior Sister, you're finally back, but today's breakfast isn't for you."

"Senior Brother, don't celebrate too soon."

In terms of strength, Jin Min was mid-to-low among the inner sect disciples. Not the weakest, but almost impossible to secure one of the 600 spots.

The gap was significant unless luck was on her side.

That's why this senior brother was so confident, but as the battle went on, his expression changed.

How did Jin Min become so strong after going out? Even her cultivation technique had reached a minor achievement.

"Junior Sister, you..."

He expressed his surprise, but Jin Min interrupted with a smile.

"Senior Brother, you don't know the price I paid just to have a bite of this meal."

"I've been through a lot, rolling in mud pits."

"Chased by great demons for thousands of miles."

"Facing hundreds of evil spirits alone."

"Entered the eight forbidden lands."

"Survived nine deaths to succeed by luck."

Jin Min said each word with unwavering determination, leaving the senior brother dumbfounded.

Wasn't Jin Min just on a mission? How did it become so perilous? Did she take a five-star mission? But even a five-star mission shouldn't be this dangerous.

Listen to what she's been through: rolling in mud pits, chased by great demons, facing hundreds of evil spirits alone, and most exaggeratedly, entering the eight forbidden lands.

Those are the eight most dangerous areas in the Eastern Continent, hence called forbidden lands.

Unless organized by the sect, led by a Peak Master or an elder-level powerhouse, Dao Yi Sect disciples wouldn't venture in.

"Junior Sister, you..."

He tried to say something again, but Jin Min interrupted once more.

"So, from now on, every meal in the kitchen should have a portion for me, Jin Min. This is what I earned with my life."

With that declaration, Jin Min formed hand seals, casting a spell that sent the senior brother flying.

In a short time, Jin Min seemed like a different person, all because of the food at Divine Sword Peak.

During her time away, every danger she faced was endured with the thought of the food at Divine Sword Peak. Thinking of those large bowls of braised noodles and rice, her eyes were filled with hope for life.

She couldn't die, she couldn't possibly die, not before tasting the kitchen's meals.

After winning, Jin Min looked at the kitchen with determination, at the still-closed courtyard gate.

Not far behind, the senior brother who had just been knocked away, now struggling to stand, seemed to see a blazing flame burning on Jin Min.

This was the obsession in her heart, now fully ignited in Jin Min.

"Junior Sister."

He called out with a complex expression, "To eat the kitchen's meals, you've gone this far?"

He had been puzzled by Jin Min's sudden departure, even willing to forgo Junior Brother Changqing's cooking.

But now he realized he was too naive. Junior Sister had put herself in a life-or-death situation to grow.

Compared to Junior Sister, was their daily cultivation considered diligent? Maybe it seemed so yesterday, but now it felt far too easy.

Junior Sister's was the true life-and-death trial, forcing herself to grow quickly. To achieve this, today's breakfast should indeed include her share.

A sense of admiration arose in his heart, but also a hint of unwillingness. Watching Jin Min join the queue, he murmured with determination.

"If Junior Sister can do it, so can I."