Chapter 2441: The Resentful Souls Are All Hungry

Everyone was trapped in this Myriad Soul Banner, unable to cultivate or escape, their mood growing increasingly anxious and desperate.

However, at this critical moment, Ye Zhangqing proposed to cook a meal for everyone; this suggestion was like a ray of dawn, bringing a hint of hope and comfort.

Ye Zhangqing's Chúyì in the Immortal Realm is renowned far and wide, known to all.

Although some may never have tasted it personally, the legends of his Chúyì have long spread throughout the Immortal Realm.

It is said that his Chúyì has reached the pinnacle of perfection; the dishes he prepares are not only perfect in color, aroma, and taste, but also leave an endless aftertaste.

Now, everyone actually has the chance to taste the dishes Ye Zhangqing personally cooks; this is undoubtedly a rare pleasure.

Everyone knows that, under ordinary circumstances, getting to eat Ye Zhangqing's dishes is nearly as hard as climbing to heaven.

But now they need do nothing and can simply enjoy this delicacy—how could they not be excited?

Everyone's gaze unconsciously gathered on the busy Ye Zhangqing at the stove, filled with anticipation and longing.

Time passed second by second, and the food's aroma gradually spread.

That rich fragrance, like a clear spring, refreshed the heart and spleen, making mouths water.

Especially the disciples of Wushen Palace could not restrain their inner excitement, shouting out in turn.

"How fragrant!"

"Just smelling this flavor, I'm already drooling uncontrollably."

"Don't rush, don't rush, everyone will get a share; just be patient and wait a bit."

Someone even could not suppress the urge, almost reaching out to snatch it, but fortunately they managed to hold back with strong willpower.

The dishes Ye Zhangqing prepared are actually not complicated; they are merely ordinary home-cooked meals.

However, with the aid of the Heaven and Earth Pot and the Qiankun Shovel—two Fairy Artifacts—these otherwise ordinary dishes emitted a mouth‑watering aroma, and their flavor was greatly enhanced.

Even Ye Zhangqing himself clearly felt more adept than before while cooking.

The marvel of these two Fairy Artifacts is indeed beyond comparison with ordinary magic treasures.

With the help of the Heaven and Earth Pot and the Qiankun Shovel, Ye Zhangqing's cooking speed increased greatly, and efficiency rose significantly.

However, at this very moment, the artifact spirits Tianxing Lao Ren and Tie Dan were enduring an indescribable torment.

That tempting aroma kept drifting into their nostrils, making their saliva flow like a breached flood.

Yet, as artifact spirits, they could not leave the Immortal Artifact Space to taste the delicious dishes; they could only stare helplessly at the scent, suffering torment.

Tianxing Lao Ren could not help but complain.

"I've already become an artifact spirit—why must I suffer like this? And furthermore..."

Just thinking that from now on they could only smell that tempting aroma but never taste those delicious dishes, Tianxing Lao Ren and Tie Dan felt an indescribable anguish and helplessness well up inside.

Ye Zhangqing's Chúyì is practically heaven‑defying, yet they, as artifact spirits of the Qiankun Shovel and Heaven and Earth Pot, can only stare helplessly—this feeling is like facing a peerless treasure within reach but untouchable, truly agonizing to the extreme.

Ye Zhangqing noticed none of this; at this moment he was completely immersed in the joy of cooking.

With the aid of a Fairy Artifact, cooking became extraordinarily easy; his technique was skilled and elegant, as if he were creating a work of art.

Not long after, a feast sufficient to fill everyone appeared before them.

"Come serve yourselves; today there's plenty."

Ye Zhangqing warmly greeted everyone, his face lit with a satisfied smile.

Thank you, Ye Shī xiōng.

Everyone responded in unison, feeling as if a great burden had been lifted; they had long been starving to the point of their fronts touching their backs, eyes strained awaiting this moment.

Hearing Ye Zhangqing's call, everyone nodded eagerly, hastily taking out bowls and chopsticks from their Space Rings; those without utensils quickly found a magic treasure to serve as a container—shortly, everyone tried every means to enjoy the meal as soon as possible.

The aroma of the food wafted over like a magical spell, sweeping away the previously pervasive gloom.

The crowd's mindset, formerly on the verge of collapse, now seemed infused with new vitality, bursting with renewed energy.

Everyone eagerly formed a long line, each face brimming with anticipation, as if they had completely forgotten they were standing in the perilous Myriad Soul Banner.

One by one they received their food, found a spot to squat, and immediately began to feast heartily.

However, the good times did not last.

Soon, the wandering resentful souls and fierce ghosts nearby seemed also drawn by the tempting food aroma, unconsciously gathering around the crowd.

Their eyes fixed unblinkingly on the food in everyone's bowls, resembling starving wild beasts, sending chills down the spine.

Being surrounded at close range by these resentful souls and fierce ghosts, everyone naturally felt extremely uneasy.

While frantically driving off these uninvited guests, they tightly guarded their bowls full of food, fearing the evil ghosts would snatch them away.

"Scram! You've become resentful souls and fierce ghosts of the Myriad Soul Banner—what are you eating? Go cool off somewhere."

Someone finally could not bear it, lashed out in fury, and in an instant cut down a whole swath of resentful souls and fierce ghosts.

Yet astonishingly, the Myriad Soul Banner actually harbored so many resentful souls and fierce ghosts.

Moreover, even more terrifying, the Myriad Soul Banner seemed to possess a regenerative ability, causing these resentful souls and fierce ghosts to appear endless.

Despite everyone joining forces and continually attacking, the resentful souls and fierce ghosts in droves were blasted to death on the spot by their great power.

Yet unexpectedly, these resentful souls and fierce ghosts did not diminish; instead, their numbers grew ever more, flowing in like an endless tide.

Faced with these inexhaustible resentful souls and fierce ghosts, everyone felt helpless.

No matter how hard they tried, they could not completely eradicate these evil spirits.

Gradually, people realized this was an endless battle that could not be won.

Fortunately, these resentful souls and fierce ghosts seemed not to intend to seize the food actively; they merely hovered silently around the crowd, as if observing their every move.

Seeing this, everyone ultimately decided to ignore the resentful souls and fierce ghosts, after all there were more pressing matters—namely, enjoying the meal.

In the face of this tempting feast, who would still bother with those resentful souls and fierce ghosts?

Thus, everyone quickly shifted their attention to the delicious food, completely casting those resentful souls and fierce ghosts behind them.