Chapter 1566: The Vermilion Bird Hall Master Who Astonishes Heaven

Ye Zhangqing couldn't believe that the person capable of making this was the one Bai Xian'er, older sister, had spoken of—someone who had studied cooking for many years.

Even if you let a novice come, it's impossible to do this so outrageously.

Besides, what's that sticky goo on top? What, did you melt the pot?

Under Ye Zhangqing's doubtful stare, Bai Xian'er, older sister's words directly left him frozen in place.

Seeing a flash of fear in Bai Xian'er, older sister's eyes, she hurriedly said.

"Greetings, Hall Master. By the way, this is Ye Zhangqing, whom I mentioned earlier, and he's also a Spirit Chef with decent skill."

"Since you, Hall Master, have researched a new dish, why not let him try it? After all, professional work should be left to professionals."

Huh???

Hearing this, Ye Zhangqing froze, his eyes wide as he stared at Bai Xian'er, older sister.

Do you want to hear what you're saying? What kind of nonsense is this? Is this even human speech?

I trusted you so much, and you're screwing me over like this?

Is this thing even edible?

But they didn't give Ye Zhangqing a chance to speak; upon hearing Bai Xian'er, older sister's words, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master's eyes lit up, her gaze locking onto Ye Zhangqing.

She said with a smile.

"Are you Ye Zhangqing? Come, come, come, quickly try my newly researched pastry."

"This......... I............."

"What this, what that, hurry up and try it."

Speaking, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master casually reached out, and before Qiu Baiyi could react, Ye Zhangqing was uncontrollably pulled through the air to stand before the table.

Such strength is beyond what an ordinary Emperor Sovereign expert can match; no wonder Bai Xian'er, older sister said so.

The four Hall Masters of Yongye can each handle at least several Emperor Sovereign experts at once, and still have the strength to win.

This Vermilion Bird Hall Master before us, plain in appearance and demeanor like a village woman, is truly not to be underestimated.

In a daze, he ended up before the table, and under the Vermilion Bird Hall Master's expectant gaze, Ye Zhangqing felt embarrassed.

Looking at it up close makes it even harder to bring myself to eat it.

What is this thing? Why does it even come with soup and water?

Moreover, the broth is black, with chunks of pitch-black stuff floating on it, like iron slag.

His instincts frantically warned Ye Zhangqing that this cannot be eaten, absolutely cannot be eaten, or else something will happen.

"Come, hurry up and try it."

But the Vermilion Bird Hall Master paid no heed to these concerns, continually urging, as if letting people taste her dishes were a most joyous thing.

But you damn well are an assassin—what are you doing making this stuff?

Faced with the Vermilion Bird Hall Master's urging, Ye Zhangqing swallowed, then had an idea and said.

"This time, junior has a request for senior; how can it be like this? Why not give junior a chance, and let senior sample junior's cooking?"

"This..............."

Upon hearing this, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master hesitated for a moment; the words sounded reasonable, yet she still wanted people to taste the new dish she had painstakingly researched.

This was something she had expended considerable effort to devise.

Seeing this, Ye Zhangqing struck while the iron was hot and said.

"Senior, please wait a moment; junior will go take care of this. As for the pastry, why not let Senior Bai try it? After all, she is also your subordinate."

Huh???

Never expecting Ye Zhangqing to pull a "counterattack," Bai Xian'er, older sister, who had just relaxed a bit, was left dumbfounded upon hearing this.

But the next second, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master already nodded and said.

"Good, not bad; then I'll wait to sample your skill."

"I will certainly not disappoint you, senior."

Immediately, Ye Zhangqing asked for the kitchen's location, then promptly led Qiu Baiyi into it; as for Bai Xian'er and her sister, they were left to fend for themselves.

Anyway, Ye Zhangqing felt that the so-called pastry on that plate was off no matter how he looked at it.

This being his first time showing his skill before the Vermilion Bird Hall Master, Ye Zhangqing naturally wouldn't do a half-hearted job.

He took out the top-tier ingredients he had prepared beforehand, all of which he had brought from the Dao Yi Sacred Ground.

Among them were demon emperor ingredients, though of course not an entire head.

He began preparing skillfully, giving it his all, and soon Ye Zhangqing had finished making seven dishes and one soup.

When he and Qiu Baiyi brought the finished dishes to the courtyard, he saw only the Vermilion Bird Hall Master and Bai Xian'er; Bai Xian'er's sister had already vanished.

Seeing this, Ye Zhangqing curiously asked Bai Xian'er.

"Where is your sister?"

"She's lying down inside; she just ate a piece of the pastry."

You see, I told you it would be like this; Ye Zhangqing's expression said 'as expected'—is that thing something you can just eat? No wonder something happened.

Meanwhile, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master beside him muttered quietly.

"You've grown lax; your body is too weak—eating a piece of pastry just won't do."

Huh???

Ye Zhangqing very much wanted to tell her, "Is this a bodily problem? Or is it your pastry's problem?"

Of course, saying that is obviously out of the question; as the saying goes, 'one Daoist's death is another's gain,' and besides, your internal affairs are none of our outsiders' business—go play by yourselves.

Just as he was speaking, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master suddenly caught a whiff of rich fragrance; turning her head, she saw that on the courtyard table, unbeknownst when, the seven dishes and one soup had already been set out.

Looking at its color, it was temptingly appealing.

Without further ado, she went straight to the table, examined it closely, and then smiled and said.

Is this the dish you made?

Yes, please give me your guidance, senior.

Then I won't stand on ceremony.

Having said that, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master already picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

After one bite, her eyes widened; the flavor left her stunned on the spot.

What a divine delicacy; after that, things proceeded normally, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master alone at the table ate as if sweeping away the clouds with the wind.

Ye Zhangqing, Qiu Baiyi, and Bai Xian'er, the three of them also did not fight over the food; matters were more important, and if they wanted to eat, Ye Zhangqing could provide it anytime, so they need not rush.

Seven dishes and one soup, with plenty of each, but in an instant, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master swept them all away with the speed of thunder before one could cover one's ears.

The plates remained spotless, not a trace of oil left from being licked.

After finishing, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master still closed her eyes, savoring the aftertaste with an expression of lingering desire.

The flavor of this meal was absolutely the best she had ever tasted in her life.

Compared to Ye Zhangqing's skill, those famed holy-level spirit chefs from the various worlds were not even worthy to carry his shoes.

Their fame was huge, yet to have a meal one had to obey a pile of rules and regulations.

Before tasting Ye Zhangqing's cooking, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master had thought it was not bad, after all, under a great reputation there are no mediocrities.

But now, upon reflection, what nonsense; compared to Ye Zhangqing, that flavor is worlds apart.

After savoring, the Vermilion Bird Hall Master's eyes lit up as she looked at Ye Zhangqing, the fiery glow in her gaze as if she wanted to devour him.

Faced with the Vermilion Bird Hall Master's such fiery gaze, Ye Zhangqing felt a bit guilty.

What kind of look is this? Are you trying to eat me, or what?