The Nine-Faced Demon God Shook Heaven and Earth

North of the Southern Yan Divine Continent, an abandoned island lay amid the surging azure sea.

Divine Void City Lord Sun Cheng flipped through a "cookbook" while using magic to prepare a soup of hundred-treasures chicken.

Thud thud—clang—bang bang—

The hammering nearby vexed him beyond measure. Sun Cheng raised his head and shouted at the towering furnace, "Can you take two days off? You forge swords every day—aren't you tired?"

Mu Shansheng, dressed as a swordsmith, crawled out from beneath the forging platform below the furnace. "Soon, soon. Just a few more days."

At present, he had forged three thousand six hundred and forty-eight Demon-Subduing Swords. Two more would complete the sword artifacts for the Heavenly Cycle Demon-Subduing Formation.

"Keep your voice down! I'm cooking over here! If it turns out badly, you people won't eat it again!"

Sun Cheng sighed heavily. If his luck had not been so rotten that he drew "provisions and logistics" three times, why would he have spent so much effort studying the Immortal-Eating Dao Art?

Even after working so hard, those bastards still complained every day about his poor cooking. He was not Canglan Zi—he was a complete beginner.

For now, Sun Cheng could only silently strive on with the cookbook compiled by Fu Henghua.

"You should keep it down. I'm brewing tea over here, and I find your side far too annoying as well." At the clear spring winding around the mountainside, Xuan Ling True Person shouted at Mu Shansheng.

A jade kettle hung in midair. Samadhi True Fire transformed into three firebirds that continuously breathed flames around its body. Wisps of green smoke spouted from the spout, transforming into immortal cranes that flew into the sky.

He excelled at tea-making, utterly unlike the complete novice Sun Cheng. Under his improvements, the Cloud