Without even realizing it, he was about to become a Saint. Unfortunately, Qin Fen had no idea that filling out a WeChat verification form could cause such an uproar, because he hadn't felt a thing. Of course he hadn't-he hadn't even been struck by lightning! Besides, the strict mortal realm laws imposed such overwhelming suppression that he hadn't felt his strength skyrocket. He felt much the same as usual.
Now that he had finished setting up WeChat, he checked the time. It was about right. The crystal dumplings were ready to come off the heat!
Wails filled the Heavenly Court. The bizarre spectacle brought about by three True Self Tribulations was absolutely historic, turning a new page in the history of tribulations. Someone had actually fucking passed without getting struck by lightning!
Of course, the greatest mystery left for the immortals was why the Purple Firmament hadn't struck.
Qin Fen knew nothing about it. He had gone back to focusing on his cooking. He took down the steamer and lifted the lid, releasing a great cloud of steam that obscured his face. White mist billowed everywhere, making it seem as though he stood in an immortal paradise.
The basket of crystal dumplings was ready. Looking at the little translucent things inside, Qin Fen smiled in satisfaction. "My first time making them. They look pretty decent!"
His first time? The owner's eyebrows twitched unevenly. So he wasn't an experienced hand after all.
He had thought Qin Fen was an old hand, given how convincing his performance had been at the start. So you're only a dabbler too? These are for foreigners. If they aren't good, won't that cause trouble?
"Master Qin made these, so they have nothing to do with us, right?" The restaurant's head chef was troubled too. *His first