Chapter 594

Dining Hall.

A thin, withered old man stared at Unlike Ning Zhuo: "So you are the pockmarked child who wants me to make food on the spot?"

Unlike Ning Zhuo hurriedly bowed: "Thank you, senior, for taking action."

"Hmph." The old man glanced at Unlike Ning Zhuo, his expression arrogant.

He was the head chef of the Hidden Yang Mansion; although he had been trapped in the late Foundation Establishment cultivation all his life, his spirit cooking skills were very good.

Unlike Ning Zhuo sat in front of the old man.

Many male concubines in the dining hall cast curious, envious, vigilant, jealous, and other gazes toward Unlike Ning Zhuo.

The spirit chef old man brought out a huge bronze cauldron and poured a large amount of Underworld Flood Dragon River water into it.

He connected his hands and channeled the Nether Ghost Fire to burn the bronze cauldron.

The cauldron body trembled, the river water inside boiled, and as the water vapor rose, it was accompanied by the faint sound of ghosts crying and snakes hissing, which was very eerie.

The spirit chef old man took out a mysterious turtle shell, rubbed it with his palms, and turned the shell into blue-gray powder.

He added the powder, boiled the cauldron water for a while, and immediately poured in a large amount of ingredients.

Not long after, he stopped the ghost fire and ended the production of this spirit food.

Inside the bronze cauldron was already Underworld Yellow Spring Soup; the surface of the soup was as deep as black jade, and if you looked closely, it seemed that there were many remnant souls twisting in the soup.

Unlike Ning Zhuo took out a soup spoon, scooped a mouthful of soup from the huge bronze cauldron, and put it into his mouth.

As soon as it entered his mouth, it felt like he had swallowed a bronze piece, the kind that had grown green rust.

After barely forcing himself to swallow it, a strong iron fishy smell remained in Unlike Ning Zhuo's throat.

By the time he finished all the soup, his tongue and lips were a bronze color.

However, his soul foundation also soared. After these days of every meal of spirit food, Unlike Ning Zhuo's soul foundation was already three hundred times that of an ordinary person!

The spirit chef old man saw Unlike Ning Zhuo enduring it, biting the bullet and eating the full cauldron of soup, and couldn't help but look Unlike Ning Zhuo up and down: "Good, you ate the food I made, you kid are sensible."

"However, you actually finished it directly, which is too disrespectful to me; is it really that delicious?!"

The spirit chef old man had a strange temper; he both appreciated Unlike Ning Zhuo's swallowing it all into his stomach and blamed Unlike Ning Zhuo for eating it too simply, which gave him no sense of achievement in torturing diners.

"Look at the second dish I made!" The spirit chef old man continued to make it.

He first took out a large tripod, performed rituals around the tripod, and soon formed a thunder cloud and purple energy vortex in the tripod.

The spirit chef stepped on the pace and chanted, which was a mouth seal. At the same time, he threw out mysterious bird tear crystals, slashed them into pieces with his palm blade, and threw them all into the tripod.

He performed the martial art Dragon Claw Hand, continuously tapping the tripod body, and at the same time threw in many ingredients again.

Some ingredients melted quickly, while others floated in the tripod, very tenacious.

The spirit chef old man suddenly gave a soft shout, and a muffled thunder-like explosion suddenly erupted in the tripod, and then black smoke rose rapidly, lingering on the main beam, like a thick dark cloud.

The burnt smell came to his face, making Unlike Ning Zhuo and others strongly suspect that the spirit chef had failed to make the spirit food.

But after waiting for the spirit chef to wave his sleeve and blow the black smoke clean, he sneered proudly and took out a few pieces of black crisp from the bottom of the tripod.

It was the spirit food—Three Lives Broken Tooth Crisp.

"This is too hard!" Unlike Ning Zhuo tried to put it into his mouth, but his cheeks were about to cramp from the effort, and he couldn't bite it.

He cast a look of help toward the spirit chef old man.

The old man hugged his arms and saw Unlike Ning Zhuo's embarrassment, then sneered proudly: "You can't even chew this, kid, you still want to learn to order food from others?"

Unlike Ning Zhuo couldn't help but snort, reflecting the unyielding nature of a teenager.

He didn't use spells, but performed magic arts, condensing two dense blood tendons on his cheeks, which greatly enhanced his bite force.

This time, when he gnawed again, he finally gnawed off a small piece, really like chewing black iron.

The key was that the black crisp entered his mouth, and the taste was like the sour and foul smell of a rotten lotus pod, which made Unlike Ning Zhuo want to vomit.

Every time he swallowed, Unlike Ning Zhuo felt his rolling Adam's apple grinding against iron and stone.

His stomach also faced an unprecedented challenge; these few pieces of black crisp were really too difficult to digest.

It was a pity that for such spirit food, if you used magic power to resolve it, the effect would be greatly reduced!

Unlike Ning Zhuo could only cover his stomach and endure the faint bloating pain.

The spirit chef old man looked at him playfully.

"Not good, if I continue to eat, I am afraid my stomach will be difficult to digest, the burden is too heavy, and it will cause a joke." Unlike Ning Zhuo had a flash of inspiration and activated the Magic Dyeing Blood Tendon Art.

His stomach suddenly expanded by thirty percent, the surface was all muscle entanglement, and the digestive ability was blessed by magic arts, soaring several times!

The black crisp was finally digested slowly under such circumstances.

The bloating pain in his stomach slowly eased.

Unlike Ning Zhuo ate slowly, catering to his digestive ability, and finally did not make a fool of himself.

The spirit chef old man saw that Unlike Ning Zhuo had actually finished the entire Three Lives Broken Tooth Crisp, his expression cleared slightly, and he gave a positive evaluation: "You have some qualifications to taste my delicacies."

Unlike Ning Zhuo heard the four words "delicacies," and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

He finally finished five portions of spirit food, and his belly was so bloated that he could only sit or lie in his seat, enduring the envious or puzzled gazes of the people around him.

The envious part was that Unlike Ning Zhuo didn't hesitate to spend his own results to exchange for a large amount of Underworld food to increase his soul foundation, and the effect was excellent.

The puzzled part was also here; many people would use results to exchange for medicine to increase the output of yang energy, so that their own results would be better, and this positive cycle would continue. How could this guy Jiao Ma, who "luckily" obtained the forty-seventh place and was on the list, be so wasteful and slack?

"The soul foundation has reached three hundred and twenty times that of an ordinary person."

"It only took one meal to grow so much! It is indeed difficult to eat, but it is also really fragrant."

Unlike Ning Zhuo sighed sincerely.

Although the places he had traveled were not many, his experience was very rich, and his cognition had also advanced by leaps and bounds. At this moment, in this situation, Unlike Ning Zhuo understood very well: how rare an opportunity this was for soul cultivation!

A head chef like the spirit chef old man was not someone he could contact at will.

And there was no such unique geographical environment in White Paper Xiancheng to provide a large amount of precious and fresh ingredients.

Various conditions combined to create the opportunity in front of him.

It looked ordinary, but it was actually quite rare.

"It is just right to make up for my shortcomings!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo had suffered losses in this regard, and the battle between the Heaven and Earth ghosts made him realize very deeply that the weakness of the soul was one of the fatal weaknesses.

Therefore, he had a very strong motivation to promote this major shortcoming of his!

"I am only at the Foundation Establishment stage, not Jin Dan. Low cultivation also has advantages. That is, I can use the hundred arts of cultivation to relatively easily improve the places that the main cultivation technique cannot take care of."

When the cultivation level is improved, such as reaching the Jin Dan stage, if Unlike Ning Zhuo eats these Underworld foods again, the effect will be greatly reduced.

When the cultivation is weak, it is also the best time to lay the foundation, so it should not be missed.

"Jiao Ma, how long have you been here, and you are actually on the list?"

"Do you have any experience or insights that you can pass on to us?"

"You used the results that you worked so hard to get to exchange for these Underworld foods; aren't you worried that you will be brushed down?"

Seeing Unlike Ning Zhuo lying and sitting, some male concubines came to chat and ask for advice in twos and threes, holding unwillingness.

Unlike Ning Zhuo covered his bloated belly and said lazily and proudly: "I practice the 'Three Jiao True Yang Scripture,' and I have the divine medicine secretly sold to me by Yang Yang Weida, so it is easy to surpass most people, so naturally I don't worry."

But he was lying with his eyes open, and didn't mention a word about the great hero, the Yin-Yang One-Qi Pot.

Everyone's ears moved slightly.

They all knew about the "Three Jiao True Yang Scripture."

Unlike Ning Zhuo was on the list, and this information was known to everyone after he broke through to the top fifty.

What was Yang Yang Weida's divine medicine?

Everyone looked at each other quickly, and all perceived each other's surprise. They didn't expect that they could really find out some valuable information; this Jiao Ma was too young!

Everyone had their own main cultivation techniques, and many people even changed to practice the "Soul Fragrance Scripture" or "Dark Ghost Fetus Art," so who would practice the "Three Jiao True Yang Scripture"?

But Yang Yang Weida's medicine was something everyone could eat.

Alchemy is the head of the hundred arts of cultivation; having such skills really facilitated many people.

And looking at Yang Yang Weida's ranking, he was actually in the top thirty!

This further proved that his divine medicine was extremely effective.

So, on the spot, many people directly abandoned Unlike Ning Zhuo and walked away in a hurry, without even saying hello, to find Yang Yang Weida.

Undoubtedly, these people were almost all aiming for the Virility-Enhancing Courtyard. They were very enterprising when it came to their own future.

Unlike Ning Zhuo also had his own enterprising spirit.

After digesting most of the spirit food, he had some mobility, so he walked back to Grade A Room 1 and continued his practice.

If male concubines of the Hidden Yang Mansion were promoted to the three courtyards, they would meet the Funeral Music Ghost Maiden alone, and after the latter's face-to-face divination, they would confirm that they were not spies before entering the three courtyards.

By then, Unlike Ning Zhuo would naturally see the Funeral Music Ghost Maiden, present the token, and obtain the divination opportunity he wanted.

Now, it could not be forced.

The Funeral Music Ghost Maiden had just been assassinated, and the wind was blowing and the grass was moving; Unlike Ning Zhuo exposing his identity would likely lead to misunderstanding.

As for the Yin-Yang One-Qi Pot, it could not be exposed even more!

This treasure was of great value to the White Paper City Lord and was on the right track. Although the White Paper City Lord was righteous, in such a predicament, human hearts were too difficult to measure.

Unlike Ning Zhuo didn't need to put his fate on the integrity of others.

Even if the White Paper City Lord had no intention of harming him and had righteous integrity, he couldn't stand the fact that the interior of White Paper Xiancheng was full of loopholes and had been infiltrated by the enemy like a sieve.

If Unlike Ning Zhuo showed a key role, he would likely be focused on and assassinated by the enemy.

Look at the Funeral Music Ghost Maiden; she was powerful in White Paper Xiancheng and was the right-hand woman of the City Lord, and she was also proficient in divination. Now, knowing her situation, he knew the seriousness of the problem.

Unlike Ning Zhuo continued his practice.

He still had national power bricks in his hand, but at the strange-phenomenon seed-talisman stage, it was not the accumulation of quantity, but the understanding of the technique itself.

Unlike Ning Zhuo practiced three techniques at the same time, which was a happy trouble!

The "Mirror Platform Spirit-Connecting Art" was practiced, the progress of the "Five Elements Qi Law Art" was also very fast, after all, the five-element realm was quite profound. The "Magic Dyeing Blood Tendon Art" was Unlike Ning Zhuo's shortcoming, and the progress was quite average.

Unlike Ning Zhuo used his main energy to ponder the "Magic Dyeing Blood Tendon Art," and the time spent on the "Five Elements Qi Law Art" was only twenty percent of the former. Even so, the progress of the latter was far beyond the former.

Unlike Ning Zhuo didn't just practice techniques, but also used the fetal breath spirit boat to exercise his body.

The improvement of the physical foundation brought all-round benefits. Not to mention the long-term, just taking the spirit food in front of him, the physical improvement also increased the digestive ability.

Finally, it was the soul.

"In this regard, my own requirements are the lowest, as long as I try my best to promote and make up for the shortcomings, so that I will not be targeted so much."

Unlike Ning Zhuo thought so, not knowing that he was comparing himself to the Heaven and Earth ghosts, and the standard was extremely high, far exceeding soul cultivators.

The ghost tide was rising continuously.

A large number of lantern ghosts appeared, releasing heavy yin fire, burning the White Paper city wall, attracting the attention of most people.

The Funeral Music Ghost Maiden suddenly sent a flying letter to Tie Tie Tie Tie Tie Guzheng, the commander of the city guard army.

Tie Tie Tie Tie Tie Guzheng scanned with his spiritual sense and immediately mobilized a group of city guards to concentrate on the west city wall. He ordered them to use special paper daggers, not to worry about consumption, and to wait for the enemy's ropes.

Sure enough, under the west city wall, a group of hanging ghosts gathered secretly, and under the cover of yin fire, they released hanging ropes together, tied them to the city wall, and climbed rapidly.

Where did the city guard army know that they were prepared, and when they saw the hanging ropes, they immediately used paper daggers to cut them off.

Without the hanging ropes, these hanging ghosts all fell and died on the spot.

The victory report came back, Tie Tie Tie Tie Tie Guzheng spat out a mouthful of turbid air, and secretly thanked the Funeral Music Ghost Maiden, who was as reliable as ever.

In the Hidden Yang Mansion, Unlike Ning Zhuo's soul foundation rose quietly to four hundred and fifty times that of an ordinary person.

Outside the city, ten thousand ghosts galloped, impacting White Paper Xiancheng.

Inside the city, in a certain corner.

The Ghost Gate Pass was built secretly, and it was about to cooperate inside and outside to break the city together.

Suddenly, Wen Wen Ruanyu led a group of city guards and went straight to this place.

The Ghost Gate Pass had just spat out some yin soldiers when it was blocked, and it was directly removed!

Wen Wen Ruanyu thought it was dangerous; if it weren't for the Funeral Music Ghost Maiden's divination, which allowed a large number of yin soldiers to be secretly sent into the Ghost Gate Pass, the problem would be very difficult to deal with.

The noise and chaos in the city passed through the door and wall of the Hidden Yang Mansion, causing the male concubines to discuss.

On the list, Unlike Ning Zhuo was still hanging in the top forty, under the gaze of the spirit chef old man,

silently eating multiple portions of Underworld food.

His soul foundation had already broken the five hundred mark, reaching more than six hundred and ninety times that of an ordinary person.

"Woo woo woo..."

In the ghost tide, several ghost mothers with huge bodies appeared.

These ghost mothers had high-bulging bellies, continuously producing small ghost heads and large ghost heads, bringing strong military strength.

"Kill!" Tie Tie Tie Tie Tie Guzheng, who had received the Funeral Music Ghost Maiden's reminder early, had already organized a group of elites, suddenly teleported into the ghost tide, killed the ghost mothers, and then quickly retreated.

More than a dozen good hands died, Tie Tie Tie Tie Tie Guzheng suffered minor injuries, but also resolved this crisis.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's soul foundation rose to eight hundred and thirty-eight times that of an ordinary person.

He also finally waited for the opportunity.

A group of excellent male concubines would be summoned and divined by the Funeral Music Ghost Maiden, and after passing, they would be able to successfully promote to the three courtyards.