Kunlun Mountain's First Culinary Competition

Lin Shen's "immortal" days passed by in a flash.

Under the "hands-off" pampering of his three masters, his daily routine consisted of eating, drinking, playing, and sleeping.

And his cultivation steadily grew amidst this seemingly idle daily life.

The initial stage of Refining Void into Dao was solidified by him with unparalleled firmness.

All of this was thanks to his heaven-defying true form.

As the first innate Ginseng Spiritual Root to undergo Form Transformation in the world, his affinity with the Great Dao was maxed out.

Every breath he took was an exchange of spiritual energy with heaven and earth.

Every moment of play was a frolic with the laws of the universe.

Not to mention the quality of the items his three masters brought out to "feed" him.

Taishang Laojun's Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir was treated by him like candy.

The Immortal Fruits nourished by Yuanshi Tianzun with Ten Thousand Year Jade Marrow were gnawed by him like snacks.

The Dragon Liver and Phoenix Marrow that Tongtian Jiaozhu "borrowed" from the East Sea Dragon Palace served as his main course.

Of course, he couldn't eat much, and the rest benefited his three masters and his mount, the Ink Qilin.

With the accumulation of such top-tier resources, even a pig could be fed into Marshal Tianpeng.

Lin Shen's body was also nourished to become better and better.

His skin was rosy and fair, delicate enough to break with a touch, and he constantly exuded a refreshing fragrance that invigorated anyone who smelled it.

The small ginseng leaf on his head had also become even more lush and green, with Dao patterns faintly flowing on it.

One day, Lin Shen woke up from a nap, rubbed his eyes, and habitually called out:

"Yiya..."

His voice was soft and tender, with the nasal tone of someone just waking up.

Almost the instant the sound fell, three figures appeared by his small bed simultaneously.

"Good disciple, you're awake?"

Taishang Laojun smilingly handed over a small jade bowl containing several golden, shimmering pills the size of longan.

"Come, try the Hundred Fruit Dragon Origin Elixir my master just refined. It tastes wonderful."

"Eldest Brother, too many pills can cause internal heat."

Yuanshi Tianzun subtly moved Taishang Laojun's bowl aside and then presented a plate of sliced Immortal Fruits.

The fruits were crystal clear, like carved ice, emitting a refreshing coolness.

"Lin Shen, come, have some of Second Master's Ice Soul Jade Pear. It cleanses the heart and moistens the lungs."

"Pills are too dry, and fruits are too cold! Children should eat something warm!"

Tongtian Jiaozhu squeezed to the front, holding a giant sea bowl filled with steaming hot soup.

The soup was golden yellow, with a powerful aroma, and various top-tier ingredients like Dragon Tendons and Phoenix Wings floated within.

"Good disciple, look at the Dragon Phoenix Auspicious Soup Third Master stewed for you! Highly nourishing!"

The three top figures of the Primordial World were like three ordinary old grandpas vying to feed their grandson.

They looked eagerly at Lin Shen, waiting for him to "choose."

Lin Shen sat on the bed, looking at the three "delicacies" before him, caught in a happy dilemma.

Which one should he eat first?

He looked at Taishang Laojun's pills, which smelled sweet.

He then looked at Yuanshi Tianzun's Immortal Fruits, which looked moist.

And then he looked at Tongtian Jiaozhu's meat soup, which smelled... so fragrant!

As a former corporate slave, the craving for meat was etched into his DNA.

Without hesitation, he reached out his little chubby hand and pointed at Tongtian Jiaozhu's bowl of "Dragon Phoenix Auspicious Soup."

"Yiya!"

"Hahaha!"

Tongtian Jiaozhu's heart bloomed with joy, and he glanced triumphantly at his two elder brothers.

His expression seemed to say: See? I'm the one who understands my disciple best!

He carefully scooped a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and then fed it to Lin Shen's mouth.

Lin Shen opened his small mouth and took a sip.

Fresh! Fragrant! Warm!

An indescribably delicious flavor exploded on his taste buds.

Vast vital energy slid down his throat into his belly, making him squint his eyes in comfort.

The rich flavor of the broth built layer by layer in his mouth. First, the chewy texture of the dragon tendon, then the tender smoothness of the phoenix wing, and finally, the deep aroma from a blend of top-tier spices.

"This is so delicious!"

He urged Tongtian Jiaozhu, taking bite after bite, and soon finished more than half a bowl.

Seeing Lin Shen eat so heartily, a smile never left Tongtian Jiaozhu's face.

His tail was practically wagging in the sky.

Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun, however, looked a little displeased.

Taishang Laojun gazed at the elixirs he had meticulously refined, lost in thought.

Was the taste not good enough?

Should I add more honey next time I refine pills?

Yuanshi Tianzun, on the other hand, stared at the plate of Ice Soul Jade Pears, his brow furrowed.

He felt that his fruits were top-notch in appearance, texture, and efficacy, so why did they lose to his third brother's messy bowl of meat broth?

Could it be... not hot enough?

An invisible "culinary" competition had quietly begun among the Three Pure Ones.

From that day on, the way the three masters "fed" Lin Shen became incredibly varied and intensely competitive.

Taishang Laojun was no longer content with refining elixirs.

He began to study "Medicinal Cuisine."

He combined various top-tier Spiritual Roots and immortal herbs with grains and cereals, using his magic to activate them, creating a series of nourishing foods like "Ginseng Fruit Porridge," "Yellow Central Plum Cake," and "Immortal Brew of Peaches of Immortality," all of which were exquisite in color, aroma, and taste.

Yuanshi Tianzun also moved beyond raw immortal fruits.

He leveraged his expertise in formations to create a magical artifact called the "Five Elements Brazier," specifically for cooking.

He arranged ingredients according to their Five Elements attributes and used the power of formations to bring out their original flavors, creating "Five-Colored Qilin Steak" and "Bagua Phoenix Wings"—exquisite "artistic dishes" with profound meanings.

Tongtian Jiaozhu's approach was the wildest.

He believed in "the Great Dao is simple" and his cooking style was characterized by its "boldness."

He directly set up a large pot on the sword-testing grounds. What did it matter if it was Dragon Liver and Phoenix Marrow, immortal birds, or exotic beasts? He threw them all in, along with various spices gathered from the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands.

He used his Sword Intent as fuel, stewing everything vigorously.

He proudly called it "One Pot Wonder."

And so, on the peaks of Kunlun Mountain, a peculiar spectacle unfolded daily.

From the Eight Sceneries Palace in the east, the aroma of elixirs mixed with the scent of food, drifting for a hundred miles.

From the Yuxu Palace in the west, auspicious rays of light intertwined with the fragrance of dishes, emitting a thousand streams of auspicious energy.

The Biyou Palace (a temporarily erected kitchen) in the center, however, was filled with the overwhelming smell of meat and overflowing sword energy.

Lin Shen's happiest time each day was "mealtime."

He would sit like a little emperor in his exclusive high chair.

In front of him were the "children's meals" meticulously prepared by his three masters, which would make even the most powerful beings in the Primordial World fight over them.

He would taste his eldest master's pastries today, gnaw on his second master's roasted wings tomorrow, and drink his third master's broth the day after.

He was busy and happy.

As for the three masters, they would determine their "day's score" based on the degree of Lin Shen's "favor."

"Haha, Lin Shen ate three of my Yellow Central Plum Cakes today! Eldest Brother, your medicinal cuisine is nothing special!"

"Hmph, he just tasted them. Look, he ate my entire Qilin Steak! That means my dish is the main course!"

"Stop arguing! He still drank a bowl of my soup in the end! That's called Original Soup Transforms Original Food, which means my soup is the finishing touch!"

Duobao Daoist watched the three venerable masters argue heatedly over whose food their junior disciple ate.

He felt his worldview being refreshed day by day.

Were these really the three Dao Ancestors who shook the Primordial World with their words manifesting reality?

They seemed more like concubines vying for favor in the mortal world... cough cough, no, like chefs competing to show off.

However, thanks to the little junior disciple, he could also benefit.

The "scraps" left by the three masters each day were enough to make him eat until his mouth was greasy and his cultivation soared.

He could wake up from dreams of this divine life, laughing.

And Lin Shen, in this escalating "culinary competition," was fed until he was plump and fair.

Another layer of baby fat had formed on him.

He felt as though he wasn't here to cultivate immortality in the Primordial World, but to attend a tasting event at a top Michelin-starred restaurant.

He even began to anticipate what new dishes his three masters would research next to "out-compete" each other.

Life, truly, was full of anticipation and deliciousness!