The Eve

The next morning.

"I'd nearly forgotten, brother—you're such a fine cook."

Her whole body limp and weak, Charm Ancestor reclined half against the soft couch, sounding utterly listless even when she spoke.

Xu Xing sat before the couch with a bowl of porridge, feeding her spoonful by spoonful.

Actually...

If Charm Ancestor wanted to, she could recover at any moment.

After all, Xu Xing had already stopped interfering, and she was a True Immortal...

Yet she greatly enjoyed this feeling, so she did not do so.

And the reason she gave was perfectly justified!

When they did that, he turned her into an ordinary person. Now that she was an ordinary person, was he unwilling to take care of her?

"Did you learn it from Spirit Ancestor?"

Spirit Ancestor was the number one spirit chef in the Great Profound Realm.

Xu Xing paused, then shook his head slightly.

"No."

"Then did you develop it yourself?"

Brother was proficient in every one of the hundred arts of cultivation, and for most of them, he was even their founder.

Developing his own cooking skills...

It seemed to make sense.

"No, I learned my cooking from a friend."

"A friend..." Charm Ancestor seemed to think of something. "Do I know them?"

"No. Of all of you, only Confusion should know him."

Confusion...?

Right, Confusion had been famed for his innocence during Remote Antiquity.

It seemed that only after suffering some change had he become as stubbornly obsessive as he was now.

Could the person who taught brother to cook have been connected to what Confusion had gone through?

The thought flashed through Charm Ancestor's mind and vanished.

Very quickly, she changed the subject.

"Yesterday, you said Yuanjun might care if others saw her past. Was her personality strange when she was little?"

"What,