A few hours later that same day.
It was already deep into the night, when the moonlight was at its richest. In the private courtyard attached to his residence.
At this moment.
After being busy all day, Ling Wuyuan still had no chance to rest.
He was acting as the grill master, helping Yan Xiujin deal with her late-night meal.
"Add more chili."
"You can use less Sichuan pepper."
"And I want a plate of delicious fried rice..."
Listening to her stream of instructions as though she were ordering at a restaurant, Ling Wuyuan could only roll his eyes at her helplessly.
Still.
Thinking of how she really had been cultivating diligently lately, he decided to heed her requests, treating it as a small reward for her.
After all... he wanted to eat too.
After working overtime for several months, he had finally succeeded in creating [All Things Known].
As someone who liked balancing work and rest.
He naturally had to reward himself.
Thus.
As he silently noted down her requests.
A string of dish names automatically surfaced in Ling Wuyuan's mind...
Don't ask where the ingredients came from.
Inside his spatial items, all sorts of things had long been piled higher than mountains.
Many of those ingredients would make Yan Xiujin spit blood on the spot after just one bite.
Don't misunderstand.
It wasn't because the food was poisonous.
It was because Yan Xiujin was too weak to handle such potent nourishment.
For example, the former owners of some fresh meat.
While they had still been alive, they had at the very least been capable of posing an actual threat to Divine Ability Realm cultivators. With Yan Xiujin's strength—not even at the Source Gathering Realm—one bite would cause something to go wrong immediately.
Besides that.
Many special ingredients could