On the grasslands behind Azure Phoenix City.
Lu Ya dug out a giant lake to cook the Kun Head, chopped ten million peppers to stew the soup, and the fragrant, spicy scent of bone drifted through the skies above Floating Mountain.
Looking at the enormous Kun Head with its mouth gaping toward the heavens, stuffed full of red peppers and spiraling in reverse, Quan Ranzi and the other two felt as though they were mocking the heavens and devouring the darkness.
It was their first time seeing such an exaggerated cooking method.
"This is called Stargazing. Have a sip of the soup."
With the great task complete, Lu Ya stood beside the soup cauldron and extended an invitation.
Quan Ranzi and the other two initially refused. Who would eat bait?
But the soup smelled far too good. In the end, they could not resist taking a sip—and instantly fell into it.
Ji Ruobai, the pale-faced woman, took a small sip. A flush unexpectedly rose on her deathly pale face, and amid the terrifying ghostly aura surrounding her emerged the faintest trace of alluring softness.
If a low-ranking immortal drank a sip of Kun Head soup, they might not be able to distinguish the subtle difference between Lu Ya's cooking and Yuan Zhou's cooking skills (with Lu Ya's ingredients).
But Quan Ranzi and the other two were Immortal Venerables. The moment the Kun soup went down their throats, they sensed the dense spiritual power carrying the flavor of bone within it. It was actually richer and purer than high-grade medicinal pills!
Cooking was like pill refinement. Reaching eighty points was not difficult, but going from eighty to ninety was hard. Beyond ninety, every additional point was as difficult as climbing to heaven.
As for what realm Lu Ya's cooking had truly