God of Cuisine Reborn: I Became Invincible by Cooking

In the Dao Yi Sect, the status of direct disciples from each peak is comparable to that of elders. The menial disciple didn't continue speaking, but the implication was clear.

Even two direct disciples obediently queued up, so even if you were an elder of the Divine Sword Peak, you had no special privileges.

Hearing this, Hongzun didn't mind much. He took a swig of wine and then honestly lined up behind the other menial disciples.

"Dinner's ready."

As a disciple shouted loudly in the courtyard, the line began to move forward at a steady pace.

The disciples ahead were all eager, wishing they could swap their large bowls for basins, piling their rice as high as possible until they couldn't fit any more.

Such actions made those behind them anxious.

"Damn it, Chen Daniu, that's enough."

"That's about right."

"Save some for the brothers behind you."

Though they said this, when it was their turn, each one gritted their teeth to get extra rice, pressing it down again and again to fit more.

Even Lu Youyou and Liu Shuang did the same. Watching Liu Shuang angrily press her rice flat and then add more, Ye Changqing couldn't help but comment.

"Senior Sister, do you have a grudge against the rice?"

"No, it's just that Senior Sister has a big appetite, and this bowl is too small."

Hearing this, Liu Shuang continued her actions without looking up, causing Ye Changqing's mouth to twitch.

This bowl is probably as big as your head, and you still think it's small?

Everyone racked their brains to get more rice, but Ye Changqing had prepared plenty, so there was no shortage. After all, there were only about fifty or sixty people eating each meal.

After a full quarter of an hour, it was finally Hongzun's turn. He had just seen his two disciples each holding a bowl larger than their heads, eating voraciously.

They didn't even notice their master.

Seeing the two women disregarding their image, Hongzun became intrigued. What magic did this little kitchen hold?

As Hongzun got closer to the kitchen, the fragrance grew stronger. By the time it was his turn, his beard was soaked with drool, and his chest was wet.

"Serve the food, serve the food, quickly..."

His eyes glowed green, like a hungry wolf, staring intently at the pot of stir-fried pork.

Even though Ye Changqing was used to the disciples' expressions, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Hongzun.

What's with this old man? Is he rabid?

"Um... Senior, are you okay?"

"Bowl, give me a bowl."

But Hongzun didn't hear him at all, his mind focused solely on the food.

Seeing this, Ye Changqing pointed to a large bowl nearby. Hongzun, even more exaggerated than Liu Shuang, directly used his cultivation.

"Not enough, not enough, press it down, press it down more..."

Using spiritual power to compress the rice in the bowl, just to add a bit more?

Ye Changqing was dumbfounded, and on the other side, Lu Youyou and Liu Shuang sensed the spiritual power fluctuations. Looking up, they realized it was their master.

Why was their master here?

But that wasn't the most important thing right now. Seeing their master continuously compressing the rice with spiritual power, and the rice in the bucket rapidly diminishing, Lu Youyou quickly stood up.

"Master, you can't use spiritual power to serve food, it breaks the rules."

As Lu Youyou's words fell, many disciples looked up. The master of the direct disciples, wasn't that the Peak Master of Divine Sword Peak?

Such a big figure eating with them? But when they saw the amount of rice in Hongzun's bowl, their eyes turned red.

Goodness, how much did he take?

"Master, the kitchen has its rules, you can't break them."

Liu Shuang also spoke up, and although the other menial disciples said nothing, the red glow in their eyes said it all.

The rice in the bucket had significantly decreased.

Under the gaze of so many people and the reproach of his two disciples, Hongzun couldn't help but blush.

"Hehe, I couldn't help myself, couldn't help myself."

He then restrained his spiritual power but still scooped a large spoonful of stir-fried pork on top.

Then he strode over to Lu Youyou and Liu Shuang, eating heartily without any regard for his image.

"Delicious, delicious..."

He mumbled as he ate.

Though old, Hongzun's eating speed was no slower than anyone else's, even surpassing them.

When some disciples finished eating and wanted to get more rice, they only saw a shadow flash before their eyes, and Hongzun was already at the large table.

"Little brother, can I get more rice?"

"Sure, as long as you don't waste food like before, you can."

"Hehe, alright."

Hearing this, Hongzun grinned and filled another large bowl, while the disciples behind him watched with red eyes.

This old man has no sense of martial ethics. If they weren't mistaken, he used agility martial arts just now, definitely did.

Even Lu Youyou and Liu Shuang were stunned, then suddenly realized.

Master is amazing, why didn't they think of that?

Initially, they had to queue, but for extra rice, there was no need to line up. As long as they finished their food and didn't waste it, they could get more.

Happily, they filled another large bowl.

Inspired by their master, Lu Youyou and Liu Shuang also used their agility martial arts.

The menial disciples didn't even react, only feeling a gust of wind as the two women were already at the large table.

This caused an uproar among the crowd.

"Damn, can we still eat? Are you bullying us because our cultivation is low?"

"Are you bullying us because we don't have agility martial arts?"

"Senior Sisters, leave some meat, at least some meat juice for us to mix with our rice."

The menial disciples wailed, and only after filling a large bowl did Lu Youyou turn to them with a smile.

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"We didn't break any rules. Getting extra rice is first come, first served, and we queued up before."

Indeed, they didn't break any rules. Ye Changqing hadn't anticipated this situation, using agility martial arts just to get food, who would've thought?

The disciples were speechless. Lu Youyou was right; she had queued before, and getting extra rice was first come, first served, which was normal.

"You little brats, not practicing properly, see now, you can't even get food, know the importance of cultivation now?"

On the other side, Hongzun, with oil dripping from his mouth, laughed and scolded.

Then he lowered his head and continued eating voraciously. This was heavenly food, living so many years, he never imagined such deliciousness existed.

As for the menial disciples, after Hongzun, Lu Youyou, and Liu Shuang, chaos ensued, though it was unclear who started it.

"Damn, leave me some."

"Junior Brother, just one bite, let me have one more bite, I beg you."