This Was No Ordinary Firewood Chopper

Miscellaneous Dao Institute, kitchen.

Wang Baole swiftly wielded his machete, carving a piece of tofu.

A moment later, a lifelike white chicken appeared on the table.

He looked at the white chicken in front of him, an excited expression on his face.

"I did it! I did it!"

The loud noise startled everyone in the courtyard.

Half-asleep, Chu Feng suddenly sat up in bed, and at the same time, a familiar mechanical voice rang in his mind.

"Congratulations, host, your disciple has grasped the Ji Saber Intent. You are rewarded with +1 to the true meaning of Culinary Dao."

Um.

Chu Feng was instantly wide awake, muttering to himself, "I didn't expect Little Fatty to improve so quickly; only two and a half months have passed."

He tidied himself up, then pushed open the door and headed towards the kitchen.

When Chu Feng arrived in the kitchen, Qin Qin and Elder Bing were carefully examining a white chicken that was only the size of an adult's thumb.

Wang Baole saw his master and walked up to him with a grin. "Master, I have mastered the cutting and picking techniques with a knife. Can you tell if I am up to standard?"

Chu Feng examined it carefully and muttered, "Not bad, you're ready to graduate. If there's anything lacking, it's that the chicken's hairstyle isn't a middle part, and its feet aren't dyed black with soy sauce."

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The three people present all looked at Chu Feng with puzzled expressions.

Elder Bing asked, "Chief Chu, why did you carve the chicken into such a strange shape?"

Chu Feng smiled and explained, "It's nothing, I just like it."

Elder Bing: "..."

Chu Feng patted Wang Baole on the shoulder. "Little Fatty, go back and pack your things after dinner. We're leaving tonight."

"Ah?"

Wang Baole hadn't expected his master to be in such a hurry for him to leave the mountain.

"What, kid? Don't you want to become stronger? Or are you going to be an unknown little chef for the rest of your life?"

Chu Feng asked in succession.

Despite his frustration, Wang Baole nodded and said, "Disciple, I'll go back and pack my things now."

After saying this, he put down the wood-chopping knife in his hand and walked out of the kitchen.

"Etc."

Chu Feng called out to him again.

Wang Baole suddenly turned around and asked with a grin, "Master, is there something you need?"

Chu Feng handed the wood-chopping knife to Wang Baole: "Why didn't you bring a weapon?"

"This..."

Wang Baole looked at the wood-chopping knife in front of him, his eyes filled with doubt and confusion.

Chu Feng asked, "What, you don't like this wood-chopping knife?"

Wang Baole shook his head. "No, it's just that everyone else carries weapons like swords and knives when they go out, and it feels a bit ridiculous for me to carry this."

Although he cultivated the Culinary Dao, he also harbored a dream of becoming a saint.

Carrying a machete with you when you go out—what's the difference between you and a clown?

Qin Qin and Elder Bing, who were standing to the side, remained silent, only casting curious glances at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng explained earnestly, "You really have no sense at all."

This is no ordinary wood-chopping knife; it was used by Half-Saint. Although it has not developed sentience, it has remained intact for nearly a thousand years, making it even stronger than magical artifacts.

If you can make it gain sentience, then you're not far from becoming Half-Saint.

Upon hearing this, Wang Baole's eyes lit up immediately. He took the wood-chopping knife and carefully rubbed the back of the blade.

"Brother Firewood, I was blind before. From now on, you're my second life."

Only after he finished speaking did he notice that the three people in the kitchen were looking at him with strange eyes.

Wang Baole chuckled and said, "Hehe, Master, I'm going back to pack my things now."

Seeing Wang Baole disappear, Elder Bing asked with a puzzled look, "Chief Chu, was that woodcutter's knife really used by Half-Saint?"

Chu Feng nodded seriously. "That's right, that's how the old dean introduced it to me back then."

Elder Bing's eyes flashed with astonishment upon hearing this. How could Chief Chu use his master's tricks to deceive his disciple? Wasn't he afraid that his junior disciple would get into trouble while out?

"Master, Junior Brother is only at the Dao Foundation Third Layer. Isn't it inappropriate for him to go out with only a wood-chopping knife?"

Qin Qin kindly offered a reminder.

Chu Feng laughed and said, "If even a little girl like you can think of this, how could I not? The reason I let him leave tonight is to prepare something to protect him."

Upon hearing this, the two women suddenly realized what was going on.

It was dusk.

Chu Feng, accompanied by two disciples, saw Wang Baole off.

Qin Qin took out a pile of spirit stones from her storage bag.

"Junior brother, I don't have anything good to give you. You'll need spirit stones everywhere after you go down the mountain, so please keep these spirit stones with you."

"Thank you, senior sister."

Wang Baole gratefully accepted the spirit stone and placed it into the storage bag his master had given him.

"Junior brother, I know you have a big appetite. Take these ten bottles of Fasting Pill with you. If you get really hungry, just take one."

Cao Youqian placed the pills one by one into Wang Baole's hands.

"Second Brother, you're so kind."

Wang Baole was so moved that he almost shed tears.

Chu Feng then took out a jade pendant from his waist and handed it over.

"Within this jade pendant lie three Sword Qi of my master. If your life is in danger, use your divine sense to activate the pendant and release the Sword Qi to save your life."

Upon hearing this, Wang Baole accepted the jade pendant with both hands. "Thank you, Master. I knew you were the best to me."

Looking at the jade pendant in Wang Baole's hand, Cao Youqian felt a sense of déjà vu.

Chu Feng felt Cao Youqian's probing gaze. "Stop looking, this jade pendant is the very same magical artifact you lost to me."

No wonder I said he looked familiar.

Cao Youqian murmured, as forgotten memories flooded back into his mind, and his expression became unnatural.

Wang Baole was completely bewildered when he heard the conversation between his master and his second senior brother. How dare his second senior brother make a bet with their master?

However, he ultimately chose to keep this question to himself and bowed to Chu Feng.

"Master, your disciple is going down the mountain."

"Go, and remember you only have six months to cultivate. Unless something happens, you must return to participate in the Outer Sect Grand Competition."

Chu Feng gave specific instructions.

Wang Baole nodded. "Disciple will remember Master's instructions."

After saying this, he slowly walked down the mountain. The setting sun shone on him, and the afterglow stretched his shadow long and long until it disappeared.

call...

Cao Youqian breathed a sigh of relief after seeing his junior brother walk away, then turned to Chu Feng and said, "Master, we don't need to go down the mountain to buy goods every few days anymore."

"You're right, this Little Fatty can really eat a lot. He's only at the Dao Foundation Realm, who's going to be able to feed him in the future?"

Chu Feng couldn't help but sigh.

Even the usually taciturn Qin Qin couldn't help but chime in, "Junior Brother's Taotie Physique is indeed well-deserved of its reputation, but his cultivation speed is truly astounding."

Cao Youqian complained, "Junior sister, if you ate that much every day, how could you refine all that food so quickly?"

Qin Qin shook her head. "Forget it, I don't want to get fat."

Chu Feng couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this; indeed, girls from every world love beauty.

"Let's go, you should all go back to cultivate. If our junior brother catches up with you, you'll be the ones who lose face."

Upon hearing this, a strong fighting spirit instantly appeared on the faces of the two, and they said in unison, "Master, we will do our best!"