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“What…is this? Why do these dishes give off such overwhelming Spiritual Energy? Little Heng, what ingredients did you use for these dishes?” Fu Hua’s gaze, fixed on the dishes, shone as if she was marveling at low-grade natural treasures.

With Fu Hua’s discerning eye, she could tell that these seemingly ordinary dishes held something profound—abundant Spiritual Energy.

Observing the astonishing level of Spiritual Energy in these dishes, Fu Hua couldn’t help wondering if an ordinary person could survive even a single bite, fearing they might be overwhelmed.

“Master, please have a seat first. I just purchased high-tier cooking, which allows me to create immortal dishes. The meat used in these dishes came from Gilgamesh and underwent special processing to convert the mana in the ingredients into Spiritual Energy. Consuming these dishes aids in cultivation.” Then Chen Heng placed a specially prepared meal in front of Ryougi Shiki. “Here, this is your medicinal cuisine.”

Chen Heng had prepared only five dishes and a medicinal cuisine, but these had kept him busy all afternoon. It was his first time, so he felt a bit inexperienced.

“High-tier cooking…” Fu Hua had seen the price of high-tier cooking. If she remembered correctly, it cost around 5,000 points.

“This is also for what happened this afternoon, as a way to apologize to you. Master, please eat. Afterward, you can focus on your cultivation. These dishes are incredibly helpful for it.”

“…Next time, you don’t need to spend so much. I wasn’t really angry, just a bit embarrassed at that moment. Also, don’t use your Steal skill on me next time, got it?” When Chen Heng mentioned what had happened that afternoon, Fu Hua, who had intended to forget about it, blushed again.

Don’t misunderstand. It’s not out of shyness but anger.

However, after looking at the high-quality dishes on the table, she gradually calmed her emotions.

“I understand, Master. I won’t do it again next time.” Sorry, I still dare to do so next time.

Regardless of whether his master was angry or not, Chen Heng was now relieved to have achieved his goal; his master was no longer angry.

“By the way, Shiki, after you finish this medicinal cuisine, you should go back to sleep.”

“Huh? Elder Brother, do I have to sleep more? I just woke up not too long ago.” Right now, Ryougi Shiki did not feel like sleeping at all.

“This medicinal cuisine contains ingredients that help you sleep, and sleep is when the body recovers the fastest. It’s for your own good. After you wake up tomorrow, I can teach you cultivation techniques, and you won’t need medicinal cuisines with sleep-inducing ingredients anymore.”

“No wonder I felt so sleepy this afternoon. It was all Elder Brother’s doing.”

“Isn’t it all for your own good? After today, you can go back to eating regular food. I’ll prepare a grand feast for you tomorrow. Don’t worry.”

“Alright.”

Chen Heng’s continuous reassurance eventually persuaded Ryougi Shiki to eat the medicinal cuisine. Moreover, her initial reluctance disappeared after the first bite. After that, she completely cast the drowsiness “side effect” to the back of her mind.

Excellent! How fragrant!

Seeing Ryougi Shiki peacefully enjoying her meal, Chen Heng eagerly turned his attention to the five immortal dishes before him. To be honest, he was very excited about these dishes. He had been anticipating this meal, which he had prepared himself, for quite some time. The fact that he had made it made all the difference in how he perceived its taste. More importantly, he had sampled the dishes after cooking them to be sure of the taste, which unleashed his inner glutton.

“…Let’s start the meal,” Fu Hua said, noticing Chen Heng’s avid gaze and knowing what to do.

[TL Note: In a traditional Chinese meal setting, the most senior person at the table starts off the meal. In a family setting, those of the junior generation would sort of greet those of the senior generation with words like “Senior, please eat.” This will proceed in the order of most junior to the more senior members. As a master-disciple relationship is similar to that of a family, Chen Heng had done his greeting and was waiting for his master to start off the meal.]

“Alright, Master.”

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Chen Heng thoroughly enjoyed the meal. High-tier cooking truly lived up to its reputation; the flavors were outstanding. And…

“Master, I can’t resist anymore. I need to go and cultivate. Leave the dishes here; I’ll clean up after I’m done.” Chen Heng couldn’t hold back any longer. The immortal dishes made from high-tier cooking, combined with the Phantasmal Species’ meat and various immortal ingredients, were incredibly potent.

When Chen Heng initially converted to cultivation, he jumped from the limit of a martial artist to the Nascent Soul Realm’s sixth layer—the Nascent Soul Realm’s mid-stage. In his last cultivation session, he progressed to the Nascent Soul Realm’s seventh layer, reaching the Nascent Soul Realm’s late stage.

Now, Chen Heng felt he might become an eighth-layer Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. Having exceptional talent had its perks.

However, it was worth noting that Chen Heng used a significant amount of immortal ingredients.

Gilgamesh had provided the Phantasmal Species’ meat, but just this extraordinary meat would not be sufficient; the seasonings had to be accounted for. Fortunately, Chen Heng had plenty of immortal ingredients that he could use as condiments in his space.

Since it was his first time preparing such a meal, he wasn’t sure about the ideal quantity. As a result, he decided to use all available ingredients, maximizing the medicinal properties within the dishes, pushing the potency to the limit of what the main ingredients could handle.

“How much good stuff did this kid use to make this meal?” Fu Hua sighed as she watched Chen Heng disappear from the room.

Although Fu Hua had eaten a lot, her high cultivation level allowed her to tolerate it. The immortal ingredients greatly benefited her, but they weren’t enough to push her to the next cultivation grade.

After escorting Ryougi Shiki, who was in a wheelchair, back to Ryougi Shiki’s room and putting away the tableware, Fu Hua returned to her room. She then converted the Spiritual Energy she had absorbed from the meal into her own Spiritual Energy.

Chen Heng had spatial jumped into his room. After sitting cross-legged, he circulated the Chen Clan Cultivation Technique.

The small purple sword in his dantian, which represented the nascent soul, pointed downward and began spinning rapidly. It gradually converted the Spiritual Energy obtained from the meal’s ingredients into Chen Heng’s Spiritual Energy.

After an indeterminate period of time, Chen Heng finally absorbed all the Spiritual Energy. His Spiritual Energy reached a critical point and began circulating rapidly through his meridians.

Boom! A considerable shock wave burst forth from Chen Heng’s body, throwing his room into disarray.

Thankfully, he had set up a barrier in advance to contain the shock wave in anticipation of a breakthrough and prevent it from spreading outside the room. Nevertheless, the room was a mess.

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