My Informative Cultivation Life

"Come, here's the menu. Pick whatever you like!" Lang Canghai offered generously.

"I'll have a 'Twin Phoenix from One Egg,' 'Immortal Crystal Duck,' 'Immortal Fairy Attending Court,' and 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!'" Buddha Child chuckled, "Senior, this is going to be costly, very costly!"

"Not at all, not at all. Buddha Child, my young friend, please order as you wish, there's no need to be polite!" Lang Canghai's complexion was very good, his face full of mirth.

"Your Excellency, take a look!" He then turned his gaze to Yang Ji.

"I'll just have a few simpler dishes. I'll have 'Stir-Fried Dragon Liver,' 'Rejuvenation Soup,' and 'Roasted Phoenix Wings,' please!" Yang Ji scanned the menu and said.

"Then I'll add 'Immortal Meat,' 'Immortal Lotus Soup,' and 'Golden Lobster!'" Lang Canghai pointed at the names on the menu, and with that, a faint light began to emanate from it, projecting the virtual images of diverse dishes. Clearly, the menu was a magical treasure.

After he confirmed the selection, the light from the menu faded away, indicating that the kitchen had likely received the order and was beginning to prepare the food.

With nothing particular to do, everyone chatted and drank tea while they waited leisurely.

A tea-time later, while the trio was chatting, Yang Ji's powerful Divine Sense suddenly caught an interesting voice. He looked towards the window with a moved expression.

Lang Canghai obviously noticed Yang Ji's sidelong glance, and with his hands intertwined and energy coursing, he pulled apart his crossed hands, bringing forth a field of Xuan Light that displayed the scene outside the Xianlai Restaurant.

"Go on, go away. Where did this country girl come from, thinking she can become a Spirit Chef at our Xianlai Restaurant? Really, she's dreaming!" At the entrance, two Void Refining Guards were shaking their heads with a laugh and waved her away.

"Can you please give me a chance? I'm really good at cooking!" The girl, around sixteen, was modestly dressed, with clear brows and beautiful eyes, lively and adorable, her eyes filled with resilience and determination.

"Your cooking is good? Maybe in your village, but do you know where you are? This is the Xianlai Restaurant, where immortals assemble, full of Cultivators who eat Spiritual Ingredients and Spirit Food, all high-level cuisine. You've never even seen such ingredients, how could you possibly cook them well? Go away!" The guards laughed and shooed her off.

"I am naturally clever and a descendant of the Culinary God. Just by smelling the aroma and looking at the ingredients, I know how to make the most delicious dishes. You don't believe me? Let me in to compare my skills with the Spirit Chefs of your Xianlai Restaurant!" The girl asserted confidently, her chin lifted.

"You? A descendant of the Culinary God?" The two Void Refining Guards scoffed and shook their heads, "You're just a mortal girl, without even a Spiritual Root. What makes you think you're a descendant of the Culinary God? We can't waste high-level ingredients on you. And you want to compete with the Spirit Chefs of our Xianlai Restaurant?

You really don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is!"

As he spoke, one guard sent out a burst of Spiritual Light, flicking her forehead.

"Ouch!" The girl rubbed her forehead and frowned, "Hmph! You say my cooking isn't up to snuff, so why were you sniffing so deeply at the broth I was boiling just now? The rich fragrance clearly attracted you. Aren't you all Cultivators? Since you thought my broth tasted good, then why wouldn't other Cultivators like it too?"

"I must say, your old hen broth does smell rich and fragrant. With your cooking skills, you could become a Culinary God in the secular world and enjoy all the riches and honors! But coming to our Xianlai Restaurant, that's truly the wrong place.

We stew Spiritual Chickens here, all high-level ingredients, not the old hens of the mortal world." Although the two Void Refining Cultivators spoke this way, their eyes involuntarily glanced at the soup jar in the girl's hand, revealing an unusual glint.

Yang Ji clearly saw the thought bubble above their heads, [This old hen soup really does smell amazing!]

"Oh, now I get it. You look down on my ingredients, right? Just give me high-level ingredients, like that Great Firebird that just flew in, bring it down, and I can make you a hundred different dishes. Oh, and that big snake encircled with lightning that just flew in too, if you catch it for me, I can make you snake soup, roasted snake meat... ooh..."

The girl had yet to finish her sentence when one of the guards hurriedly covered her mouth, "My goodness, those are the mounts of esteemed guests of our Xianlai Restaurant , you can't talk nonsense like that! It's only because the people at our Xianlai Restaurant are kind-hearted. If you were at another inn causing such a fuss, I reckon you would have been thrown far away by now."

"Hmph! I don't even care for their inns!" The girl pouted.

"Oh? And why is that?" The guard asked with interest.

"I asked around and was told that of all the inns in the city, yours is the biggest, the wealthiest, and the most powerful. Joining such a force is the only way I can truly access high-level ingredients, show off my talent, and fully harness my potential," the girl said, lifting her chin.

"Heh, I have to say, you've got a good eye and you're quite shrewd at choosing. If you were a Cultivator, I might let you have a try, but you're just a mortal, unable to even conjure a flame, and you're dreaming of cooking? Those high-level ingredients can't be stewed properly with common wood! And that big snake with the thunder from earlier, that's a Thunder Python.

You haven't got a trace of Cultivation; touch its thunder, and you'll be reincarnated thousands of times over. Don't even think about cooking it. Sigh! It's not that we don't give you a chance; it's just that you don't have a chance!"