The Wutong Sacred Sect's kitchen lay in a secluded spot at the back of the sect's mountains, surrounded by bamboo groves and murmuring springs. The setting was exceptionally elegant.
Shangguan Zijin usually liked to study recipes here. Sometimes, she would also cook a few small dishes for the sect's disciples, and they were quite popular with everyone.
After entering the kitchen, Shangguan Zijin skillfully tied on an apron and began preparing the ingredients.
Mo Chen stood to one side, watching her busy figure with great interest.
"Master, what do you like to eat?"
As Shangguan Zijin chopped vegetables, she looked up and asked, her eyes full of anticipation.
Mo Chen smiled and said casually, "I'm not picky. I'll try whatever you make."
At that, a trace of mischief flashed through Shangguan Zijin's eyes. She smiled and said, "Then I'll make a few of my best dishes. I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
As she spoke, her movements became even more deft.
She washed and chopped fresh spirit vegetables, then took some rare spirit beast meat from her storage ring and began cooking.
Before long, waves of fragrance filled the kitchen.
Smelling that enticing aroma, Mo Chen could not help nodding in praise. "It seems your cooking really is quite good."
Shangguan Zijin proudly raised her brows and smiled. "Of course! I studied it specially."
Very soon, several dishes perfect in color, aroma, and flavor were placed on the table.
Shangguan Zijin served Mo Chen a bowl of spirit rice and poured him a cup of spirit wine. Only then did she sit down and look at him expectantly.
"Master, hurry and try it!" she urged.
Mo Chen picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of spirit beast meat, and put it into his mouth, savoring it carefully.
The meat was fresh