Elder Mo's Shock!

"Senior brother, whatever you see later, don't speak or interfere."

In the sky, Elder Bai was flying through the air, gave a special instruction.

"I understand."

Mo Yu didn't know how his junior brother Bai had become so fussy. In his memory, these past hundred years...

The Miscellaneous Dao Institute is on the verge of disbanding. If his beloved grandson suffers any injustice at the Miscellaneous Dao Institute, he will definitely teach those guys Miscellaneous Dao Institute a lesson.

The two quickly landed outside the main villa.

Elder Bai was the first to respectfully greet Chief Chu.

"Old Bai is here, come in quickly."

A young and gentle voice came from the courtyard, which annoyed Mo Yu.

The Miscellaneous Dao Institute has fallen so low that it has appointed a greenhorn as its head, and Junior Brother Bai still acts like he's arranged a good place for Baole. Just wait and see how I establish my authority.

The two entered the Miscellaneous Dao Institute one after the other. Mo Yu froze on the spot as soon as he entered, his expression as if he had seen a ghost. Shouldn't this terrifying being be in the Heavenly Spirit Institute?

He asked tremblingly, "Junior Sister Bing, what are you doing here?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Bai's face darkened instantly. He wished he could sew Senior Brother Mo's mouth shut with a needle, cursing inwardly:

Didn't I tell you long ago not to say anything no matter what you see? Why is it going in one ear and out the other?

Upon hearing this, Elder Bing looked at Mo Yu with a questioning gaze. "Who are you?"

Mo Yu was dumbfounded. He really wanted to introduce himself, but seeing that his Junior Sister Bing didn't recognize him at all, he didn't know what to say and awkwardly touched his nose.

Elder Bai had no choice but to step forward and explain, "Senior Sister Bing, this is a former fellow disciple of mine. She witnessed your youthful prowess before."

Upon hearing this, Elder Bing said nothing more or asked any further questions.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "Old Bai, is this the new friend you wanted to introduce to me?"

Elder Bai then realized what was happening. "That's right, Chief Chu, this gentleman is an old friend of mine. He came to visit the Dao-Seeking Academy today, so I brought him along. Please forgive me if this has caused any disturbance, Chief Chu."

"It's alright, I thought you old rascal was just thirsty."

No sooner had Chu Feng finished speaking than a figure that blotted out the sky descended upon the heavens.

Mo Yu looked up and was dumbfounded again, even beginning to question the meaning of life.

What kind of mess is this? Why is this person even in the Miscellaneous Dao Institute?

The Golden-Winged Eagle King saw Mo Yu and jokingly said, "Oh, isn't this the little brat from the Mo Clan? You've gotten so old in the blink of an eye!"

"Mo Yu pays respects to Senior Golden Wing."

Mo Yu quickly bowed.

The Golden-Winged Eagle King adopted an impatient stance. "Alright, alright, stop playing games with me."

After saying that, it immediately put on a fawning expression and looked at Chu Feng: "Brother, do you have any Desire Dream Wine here?"

Chu Feng didn't give this guy a friendly look. "You've got the wrong person. Go ask Xiuyuan for it."

The Golden-Winged Eagle King smiled obsequiously, "That kid Xiuyuan hides his wine like it's a treasure; I can't very well steal it."

Chu Feng said seriously, "Be precise, what you're doing is theft. Only scholars call it stealing."

"..."

The Golden-Winged Eagle King looked speechless, but quickly put on a pitiful expression. "Brother, I know you have some, please have some, I feel uncomfortable if I don't drink Desire Dream Wine for a day."

Chu Feng's storage ring lit up, and he handed over a flask of wine. "This is the last flask. If you finish it, I won't have any left."

I knew you were the best!

The Golden-Winged Eagle King immediately reverted to its usual arrogant demeanor, flapping its wings and flying away.

Chu Feng had long been used to the Golden-Winged Eagle King's dog-like behavior, and sometimes he even wondered if the guy was a dog demon in his past life.

Only Mo Yu remained rooted to the spot, but fortunately Elder Bai spoke up in time, "It smells so good... Chief Chu, what delicious treat is Junior Nephew Wang making?"

"It should be stir-fried Taisui, how about we stay and have a drink?" Chu Feng invited.

"That's fine."

Elder Bai became excited when he heard about drinking.

Mo Yu, who was standing to the side, only realized the purpose of her visit after hearing Elder Bai's words.

My precious grandson is doing such a lowly job as a cook in this Miscellaneous Dao Institute! He deserves to die!

Just as Mo Yu was about to erupt, he felt himself being dragged and heard Bai Shidi's voice in his ear.

"Chief Chu, would you mind if we went to see what Junior Nephew Wang was cooking?"

"Go, go."

Chu Feng waved his hand. It wasn't a big secret that Little Fatty could cook; what harm was there in letting them see?

Elder Bing watched the two figures disappear into the distance, her brows furrowing slightly. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but she sensed a hint of anger emanating from the old man.

Outside the kitchen.

Mo Yu stared at the busy figures in the kitchen, her molars almost grinding to powder, and asked, word by word:

"Junior Brother Bai, can you give me an explanation?"

Elder Bai said, quite annoyed, "Senior brother, can't you even look at what level your junior nephew's cultivation is now?"

???

Mo Yu paused for a moment, used his divine sense to examine Wang Baole, and then blurted out.

"How is this possible? How could he have reached the True Fate Realm, and even the Late-stage True Fate Realm? He... he's only been at the Dao-Seeking Academy for a few years!"

Elder Mo still remembers when Wang Baole came to the Dao-Seeking Academy, he hadn't even touched the threshold of the Dao Foundation.

Elder Bai smiled and said, "You'll see his swordsmanship again in a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Baole held a kitchen knife in his hand and swung it rapidly. With each swing, Mo Yu could feel the Saber Intent.

hiss...

Mo Yu gasped, muttering under his breath, "How did my grandson turn into a monster?"

"Not quite a monster, just barely a prodigy."

Elder Bai spoke cryptically.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! My grandson is the number one prodigy of the Dao-Seeking Academy!"

Mo Yu got so excited that she shouted it out.

These words immediately startled Wang Baole in the kitchen, and even Chu Feng and Elder Bing in the courtyard heard them.

Chu Feng looked at Elder Bing and said, "Elder Bing, do you think that Elder Mo might be out of his mind? Coming to our Miscellaneous Dao Institute and shouting such things."

Elder Bing nodded. "It looks like it to me."

The Elder Bai man was dumbfounded. He now deeply regretted leading Senior Brother Mo the way. He should have let him come and experience the hardship himself. He still had a place in the Dao-Seeking Academy in the future.

Wang Baole ignored the voices outside, even though they sounded very similar to his grandfather's voice in his memory.

He always kept in mind the saying that cooking is a form of self-cultivation, and nothing and no one should affect his cooking.

After finishing the last dish, Wang Baole stopped what he was doing and turned his gaze to the kitchen door.

He looked at the aged, familiar figure outside the door, and tears instantly streamed down his face. He couldn't help but cry out, "Grandpa, is it really you?"