Chapter 227: Wu Dang Awakens Divine Powers

But Bixiao wasn't really into this, blinking twice as a smile flickered in her eyes.

"Just one day?"

"I think we should still report this major matter to the Jade Emperor."

Bixiao spoke with a hint of pleasure.

Zhao Gongming felt two heads big, had no choice, and could only surrender.

"From now on, your food and drink, I, Zhao Gongming, will cover it all."

Zhao Gongming winced at the pain in his flesh.

The younger martial sisters had mentioned their respective fee standards—three younger martial sisters, totaling six thousand taels of silver per occasion, which converts to six hundred taels of gold.

This is no small sum, and there's also the cost of drinks to consider.

Zhao Gongming's mental abacus clicked with crystal clarity, yet he forgot his own terrifying fee standard.

In comparison, it's merely a petty sorcerer meeting a great sorcerer.

This is about right; Bixiao nodded in satisfaction and returned to her original seat.

Zhao Gongming rose, tears welling but no tears falling, as another three hundred taels of gold were credited to his account.

Now, everyone had a peach soda.

Leaning against the chair back, taking a small sip, comfortable and content—this is the charm of soda.

So refreshing.

The mild spiciness stimulating the mouth was simply touching everyone's heartstrings.

Moreover, the benefits of the nine-thousand-year peach are profound!

"I wish I could come every day."

Holy Mother Jin Ling sighed deeply; as head of the Battle Department, even if she didn't manage affairs, wanting to come out every day is utterly impossible.

Moreover, each meal requires one-tenth of her cultivation; eating daily would mean the energy accumulation speed of the Investiture of the Gods could never catch up.

Haotian will surely discover she is willing but unable.

Everyone nodded—who would say no? If possible, please let them live daily in Xiāntiān to eat and sleep!

The Master's friendship is not without reason; setting aside Shopkeeper Chen's unfathomable cultivation, the dishes of Chaos Residence are worth it!

"Elder Martial Sister!

Can you let me try your fried chicken?"

Bixiao pleaded with Holy Mother Jin Ling.

That golden crispy skin was too tempting; Bixiao couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

Holy Mother Jin Ling smiled slightly; for this youngest, clever and lively younger martial sister, she had always been indulgent.

"Sure."

Holy Mother Jin Ling pushed her fried chicken plate closer to Bixiao.

"Thank you, Elder Martial Sister."

Bixiao beamed with joy, eagerly pinching up a piece.

Sizzle!

This is the crisp sound when teeth touch the outer skin, carrying oil aroma and the original chicken flavor, wrapped in chili powder, which further slightly stimulates the tongue, causing the spirit to sway dazedly.

It's simply too delicious.

Bixiao's eyes narrowed into slits, overflowing with happiness, as she finished the juicy, delicious fried chicken.

Oil already coated her lips, making her vermilion lips even more alluring.

Regaining composure, Bixiao also properly passed her braised pork over.

"Elder Martial Sister, you also try."

Holy Mother Jin Ling nodded approvingly, "Not bad."

Not forgetting her care and favoritism toward her in the sect, she is the foremost Immortal Maiden of the sect; generally, whatever Bixiao messes up, she handles it herself.

She has always felt their temperaments are similar—fearing neither heaven nor earth—except Bixiao's nature is even more mischievous.

Holding her chopsticks, Holy Mother Jin Ling pinched up a piece of braised pork with appealing color and balanced fat and lean.

"Isn't this the dish from the banquet?"

Holy Mother Jin Ling let out a soft sound of surprise, her eyes showing curiosity.

"The banquet's head chef is Shopkeeper Chen's apprentice; if the apprentice can make it, why couldn't the master?"

Hearing Bixiao's words, Holy Mother Jin Ling nodded, saying it was indeed so.

Placed in the mouth, the texture was soft and glutinous, actually like a cotton cloud; the meat was fatty yet not greasy, meat aroma filling the mouth, the whole person seeming to dwell within a cotton cloud.

Tender, comfortable.

One couldn't help but wish to remain immersed in this moment; compared to that dish at the banquet, this braised pork before us, in color, shape, and flavor, is far superior.

No wonder it's Shopkeeper Chen!

"Second Younger Martial Sister, want to try this sweet and sour pork tenderloin? It's delicious."

Yunxiao smiled faintly, pushing her plate toward Qiong Xiao.

Qiong Xiao, deeply focused on conquering the mildly spicy mapo tofu, paused her action, her expression startled.

Gazing at the orange dish before her, glistening with sauce, Qiong Xiao dazedly said: "Okay, thank you, Elder Sister."

Somewhat reluctantly, she also passed her mapo tofu over.

"Elder Sister, you also eat."

The two women began exchanging food and eating happily.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming felt quite tempted; he also wanted to swap.

He glanced at the only Younger Martial Sister who hadn't tried any dish.

Watching her elegantly sip her white rice porridge,

Zhao Gongming's mouth twitched as he dismissed the thought—this thing had already touched his lips, how could he share it? Helpless, he could only sullenly rinse his own hot pot, the meat slices entering his mouth, all worries vanishing.

Everyone fell again into the immersion of delicious food.

Chen Nuo watched the lively scene before him with interest; after all, the Jie Sect this time could truly be called having gathered its second-generation disciples most completely.

"Master"

Suddenly, Ao Ling's voice came from behind Chen Nuo, he slightly turned his head: "What is it?"

Ao Ling, leaning against the counter, covered her stomach and muttered: "I'm so hungry!

I also want to eat"

Watching these immortals eat so heartily, she couldn't bear it.

As a little Golden Immortal, why must she suffer this?

Chen Nuo furrowed his brow and did not agree: "Guests are eating, you follow and eat—does that make sense? Besides, didn't you eat this morning?"

Chen Nuo softly scolded.

Having eaten and still hungry… Ao Ling inwardly complained, yet dared not speak, lowering her head in silence, again fiddling with the crystal ball in her hand.

Chen Nuo turned his head lightly, but suddenly a mechanical sound rang in his mind.

"Ding!

Holy Mother Wu Dang consumed Peach Blossom Porridge, awakened Divine Ability Myriad Flower Jade Rain—synchronize awakening?"

Has the first awakened Divine Ability already appeared? Chen Nuo watched the already motionless Holy Mother Wu Dang circulating her technique, secretly nodding.

He knew someone would definitely awaken; after all, among the six, three were first-timers.

But he hadn't expected the first to be none other than the flawless Holy Mother Wu Dang.

Myriad Flower Jade Rain: Spiritual power condenses into flower petals, drifting down as flower rain; each petal can devour spiritual power; the rain's range, petal size, and duration depend on one's own spiritual power to maintain.

This is a crowd-control skill!

Chen Nuo nodded, not bad.

If it were a prolonged battle, using this first could nauseate the opposition—fundamentally fearless of group attacks.

"Synchronize"

Chen Nuo thought inwardly.

"Younger Martial Sister, what's wrong with her?"

Jin Ling noticed Holy Mother Wu Dang's oddity—why no movement for half a day, eyes closed while circulating technique? Given their cultivation, even if soda water had the effect of a nine-thousand-year peach, it could be naturally absorbed entirely—no need for this.

For a moment, everyone looked over.

Seeing this, Yunxiao said: "It's fine, Younger Martial Sister Wu Dang merely awakened her Divine Ability."

"Divine Ability"

Jin Ling and Zhao Gongming exclaimed in unison.

"How did this involve Divine Ability? Forgot to tell you—Chen the shopkeeper's dishes possess the power to awaken Divine Abilities."

Yunxiao smiled slightly, explaining.

Yet this sentence shocked Jin Ling Holy Mother and Zhao Gongming to the core.

Awaken Divine Ability by eating? No joke, right?

Jin Ling and Zhao Gongming both gaped, utterly incredulous.