"With your current strength, it's no longer appropriate for you to remain in the kitchen. How about this—we'll establish a Culinary God Peak, and you'll serve as its Peak Master."
As he spoke, Liu Zhengyang seemed to think of something and turned to the head chef again. "Sect Master, forget it. The culinary path is weak, and few are willing to cultivate it. There's no need to establish another peak. If anyone wishes to cultivate the culinary path, you can simply send them to the kitchen..." The head chef shook his head slightly, declining Liu Zhengyang's proposal.
As the Falling Cloud Sect's only culinary-path cultivator, the head chef understood that the culinary path was far less appealing than popular miscellaneous arts such as the sword path, formation path, and talisman path. Even if they opened a separate peak, they would likely find no disciples...
"Then do as you wish. I'll grant you the benefits due a Peak Master..." Seeing that the head chef had no such intention, Liu Zhengyang said no more.
"Thank you, Sect Master..." The head chef nodded in gratitude.
"No need to be so polite. You've earned it..." Liu Zhengyang waved his hand.
After chatting for a few more moments, Liu Zhengyang, burdened with official duties, did not linger and soon departed.
Now that the Falling Cloud Sect had expanded several times over, Liu Zhengyang spent every day either handling sect affairs or on the way to handle sect affairs.
Seeing Liu Zhengyang leave, Mo Shang sidled up to the head chef, rubbed his hands together, and said with a beaming smile, "Head Chef, are you free? I have something I'd like to ask you to help with..."
"What is it? I'm just a cook. Don't come looking for me if it's about fighting..." the head chef