The Handsomest Men Can Cook!

Facing this seemingly overwhelming attack, Lin Ming merely slowly raised the Sky-Propping Spear in his hand.

"Hehe, a fifth spirit skill that isn't even a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Skill, and you dare act up in front of me?"

The third purple Spirit Ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up.

"Third Spirit Skill, Sky-Propping Break!"

A blazing white light flashed at the tip of the Sky-Propping Spear before it fiercely shot forward at the enormous blood-red bat phantom.

Spear Intent blossomed from the spear tip like crashing waves and collided with the enormous blood-red bat phantom.

Though both were Thousand-Year Spirit Skills, the effects they displayed through different Martial Souls were entirely different.

The Blood-Sucking Bat Martial Soul could at best be considered close to a high-tier Martial Soul. Its wielder even had to cultivate through bloodsucking, making it difficult not to become an Evil Soul Master. Its strength could only be called decent.

The Sky-Propping Spear Martial Soul, however, was different. As one of the very finest top-tier Martial Souls, even its most ordinary Thousand-Year attack spirit skill, when used through the Sky-Propping Spear Martial Soul, possessed power that even some Ten-Thousand-Year attack spirit skills of other Martial Souls could hardly match.

Boom!

A massive explosion erupted, blasting away all the surrounding grass and trees.

The commotion of battle caught Zhang Lexuan's attention. She tossed aside the fish she had just caught and hurried over.

The moment she arrived, she saw a scene that left her dumbfounded.

Lin Ming was carrying the Sky-Propping Spear as he chased after a black-robed man.

Beneath Lin Ming's feet were naturally his original four Spirit Rings—yellow, purple, purple, and black—while beneath the black-robed man's feet were six Spirit Rings: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, and black.

What was going on?

A Soul Ancestor was chasing a Soul Emperor?!

Lin Ming's fourth Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring lit up. His aura surged, and his speed increased sharply. With one thrust of his spear, he pierced the Evil Soul Master clean through the heart.

The Evil Soul Master died there, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

"Lin Ming, what happened here?" Zhang Lexuan asked, pointing at the Evil Soul Master's corpse on the ground.

Lin Ming put away his Martial Soul and wiped a few beads of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. His face brimmed with the joy of a good haul. "It's nothing, Sister Lexuan. Just an Evil Soul Master. Hehe, we're in for a treat!"

Zhang Lexuan was utterly confused by his words.

What did an Evil Soul Master have to do with having a treat? Could it be...

Zhang Lexuan looked at Lin Ming with an odd expression. "Lin Ming, you said you brought me out for a picnic. It's fine if we can't find any soul beasts; we can just eat fish. There's no need to eat an Evil Soul Master, right? Even though I hate them, if we eat one..."

"Stop, stop, stop!!!" Lin Ming interrupted Zhang Lexuan's wild imagination. "Sister Lexuan, what are you thinking? By treat, I meant that guy just killed a Thousand-Year Rock Bull. Its meat is really good!"

Zhang Lexuan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they were not eating an Evil Soul Master's corpse, it was fine. That guy looked poisonous anyway.

Looking at Lin Ming's back, Zhang Lexuan's mind was filled with the sight of him killing that Evil Soul Master Soul Emperor with a single spear thrust.

Zhang Lexuan felt dazed. The little boy who had awakened his Martial Soul and run over to show it off to her six years ago now possessed the strength to kill a Soul Emperor alone.

"Lin Ming is already this strong. It seems Sister Lexuan needs to work harder too, or I won't even be able to protect him anymore." Thinking this, Zhang Lexuan quickened her pace and caught up with Lin Ming.

The two arrived beside the Rock Bull's corpse. Its Spirit Ring had yet to dissipate, so it had clearly died only moments ago.

"Not bad. You can tell the meat is fresh just by looking at it!" Lin Ming said with satisfaction as he patted the Rock Bull's body.

He did not take out a knife from his Soul Tool to cut the meat. Instead, he raised his right hand.

"One must treat ingredients with respect!"

Dark golden light flickered at his fingertips, and five Dark Gold Terrorclaws gleaming with cold light emerged.

They were his External Soul Bone, the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Right Palm Bone.

In terms of sharpness, almost no weapon could compare to it.

Facing the Rock Bull's corpse, Lin Ming took several deep breaths before his right hand began moving swiftly.

The Douluo Continent version of Butcher Ding carving an ox had officially begun.

Every cut was perfectly precise, cleanly separating bone from meat and meat from hide.

The Rock Bull was most famous for its skin, which was as hard as rock.

Yet before the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Right Palm Bone, that hide was no different from paper, easily sliced open by its razor-sharp claws.

After breaking down the meat, Lin Ming took the tenderest portion and returned to the riverbank with Zhang Lexuan.

Several grass carp Zhang Lexuan had caught earlier lay on the ground, already gasping weakly from lack of oxygen.

Lin Ming placed the firewood he had gathered on the ground.

Then, before Zhang Lexuan's astonished eyes, he pulled out a pile of bricks from his Storage Soul Tool.

Lin Ming skillfully picked up one brick after another, and in no time at all, expertly built a simple stove.

Next, Lin Ming took out all kinds of seasonings and a large iron wok from his Soul Tool.

Lin Ming did not only know how to barbecue; his stir-fried dishes were exceptional as well.

The varieties of vegetables on Douluo Continent were similar to those on Blue Star, saving Lin Ming the trouble of figuring out substitutes himself.

After taking out several green and red peppers along with a piece of Thousand-Year Rock Bull meat, he decided to make a simple stir-fry of Rock Bull beef.

He expertly lit the fire, poured in oil, and added the ingredients...

Zhang Lexuan quietly watched from the side.

People said men who could cook were the handsomest. In Zhang Lexuan's eyes, Lin Ming's focused yet excited expression as he stir-fried was indeed somewhat handsome.

Before long, Lin Ming finished cooking.

He took out a table, a plate, and two pairs of chopsticks.

Lin Ming had two Storage Soul Tools, one of which was specifically for storing dining utensils.

He had asked Xuan Zi before, and Xuan Zi did the same.

"Come on, Sister Lexuan, give it a try!"

Lin Ming plated the dish and handed the chopsticks to Zhang Lexuan.

Zhang Lexuan accepted them, picked up a piece of beef, and put it into her mouth.

The instant the beef entered her mouth, rich flavors bloomed across her palate.

Numbing spice, heat, freshness, and fragrance—nothing was missing!

Zhang Lexuan's eyes widened slightly.

"Well? Is it good, Sister Lexuan?"

Zhang Lexuan gave him a thumbs-up. "Lin Ming, it would be such a waste of your cooking talent if you didn't become a chef!"

Lin Ming scratched his head. "There's no need for me to become a chef. After all, not just anyone gets to eat the food I make. Hehe, but Sister Lexuan, if you like it, I can cook for you every day from now on. Only for you!"

At that moment, within Shrek Academy's Inner Court.

Xuan Zi, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up. "Strange, why do I feel like I've lost something important?"

Zhang Lexuan's cheeks flushed slightly at his words, but she still shook her head. "Forget it. If you do that, Elder Xuan will fight me to the death."

At that moment, in the Inner Court.

A feeling of having regained something lost surfaced in Xuan Zi's heart.

"Seems like it came back. Forget it, I won't think about it. Back to sleep!" Xuan Zi did not think much of it and promptly lay back down to continue sleeping.