Part 2
“Culinary cultivation was because of a master! A very powerful master! Unfortunately…I don’t know his name, nor his appearance, or even if he’s male or female…” Wang Gou’dan scratched his head in embarrassment, but answered honestly, “As for the soul-seizing technique, I dug it out of the wall of my house!”
The wall? A simple farmer’s wall, yet it yielded a soul-seizing technique.
…This was indeed a wall full of hidden dragons and tigers.
Wen Ying thought.
As a cook, Wang Gou’dan finally did something only a cook could do today—steal food in the kitchen.
The moment the greens entered his mouth, two lines of clear tears fell from Wang Gou’dan’s eyes again.
At that moment, Wen Ying was making braised pork.
The saying “women are made of water” isn’t entirely accurate.
Because Wang Gou’dan was also made of water.
After the food was ready, Wen Ying waited a while longer in the kitchen.
She was waiting for Da Hei.
After the pickled vegetable incident this morning, Da Hei agreed to come to the kitchen. Perhaps he would come at noon?
After waiting until the dining hall finished serving, Wen Ying still didn’t see Da Hei.
Well, she could take it slowly; there was no rush.
When Wen Ying left the kitchen, a large group of disciples had just finished their meal.
Many of them looked stuffed, some even had oily mouths, glistening in the sunlight like they had applied lipstick.
The disciples chatted happily, Wen Ying’s mind was elsewhere, she only vaguely heard some snippets.
Mostly about how delicious the braised pork was, the best they’d ever eaten, indescribable, and the greens were just so-so but still good with the braised pork.
Besides, Wen Ying also heard prayers similar to “Thank you, Food God.”
It seemed that after the outrageous “Exam God,” the disciples had found a new spiritual comfort—”Food God.”
It was normal for nonexistent gods to be born through word-of-mouth when everyone faced adversity together.
Idle chatter was just gossip. Wen Ying was focused on finding a suitable location to teleport back to her cave.
Xiao Sun-sun and Xiao Hei had been together for a long time, she wondered how they were doing.
Fortunately, Wen Ying had sealed three portions of the braised pork she just made, to take back for Xiao Hei and Xiao Sun-sun.
…
When Wen Ying teleported to her cave, she could hardly believe her eyes.
Not only was the inside of the cave in chaos, but the mountaintop where the cave was located was also in ruins. The originally grass-covered ground was now bare and pitted, like the surface of the moon.
Wen Ying had heard that cats and dogs can destroy homes.
She had seen videos of cats and dogs destroying homes.
But she never imagined that this would happen to her.
If ordinary cats and dogs destroying a home has the destructive power of a fighter jet, then Xiao Hei, being a spirit animal, definitely had the destructive power of an atomic bomb!
“Xiao Hei!” Wen Ying stomped her foot hard and yelled, “Get your ass out here!”
If she hadn’t considered her house and restrained her strength, Wen Ying’s kick could have split the mountain in two.
“Meow~”
As soon as Wen Ying finished speaking, a small black cat came out of the cave obediently. It blinked its bright, sparkling eyes, tilted its head cutely, and meowed softly.
Wen Ying was certain this was a meaningless meow.
If there was any meaning, it was pure cuteness!
No matter how angry the owner is, they can only choose to forgive when faced with a cute cat or dog.
Unfortunately, Wen Ying wasn’t that kind of owner.
Wen Ying sneered, extended her hand, and grabbed Xiao Hei by the scruff of its neck.
“Meow! Meow meow! Meow meow meow!”
Xiao Hei finally started speaking human.
Wen Ying could hear Xiao Hei saying: “Master! Master, what are you going to do!! I’m sorry, I really know I’m wrong!!!”
Wen Ying looked at the little black cat, struggling in her grasp, and sneered again.
Spanking it? Too lenient.
In the master’s eyes, Xiao Hei saw no warmth. In the master’s laughter, Xiao Hei heard only despair!
Xiao Hei panicked; as an innocent and pitiful little kitty, Xiao Hei finally panicked!
But Xiao Hei could only watch as his master carried him to the edge of the cliff.
“Meow——!”
Wen Ying knew what he was saying.
Xiao Hei was yelling: “Don’t——!”
But Wen Ying pretended not to hear.
She extended her arm and decisively released her grip.
“Meow~~~~!!!”
Xiao Hei’s cry echoed from the clifftop to the bottom.
Wen Ying clapped her hands.
Let it cry, it wouldn’t die from a fall.
Wasn’t it full of energy? Then let it climb the mountain for a while. It could also fight with the spirit beasts at the bottom of the mountain to exercise.
Originally, Wen Ying planned to bring Xiao Hei lunch.
But now it seemed Xiao Hei didn’t need any food. It was already full enough.
Wen Ying turned around, looked at the mess in the cave, and frowned.
“…Help… help me…”
From within the chaos, came the faint voice of Xiao Sun-sun.
It seemed that Xiao Sun-sun was trapped under the overturned furniture.
Helpless, Wen Ying could only start cleaning up the mess.
Fortunately, with the help of magic, in about a quarter of an hour, Wen Ying had restored the cave to its original state.
As for the bare mountaintop… Wen Ying found it unpleasant, but there was nothing she could do.
There were spells to help grass grow rapidly, but without seeds, it wouldn’t grow.
If nothing else worked, she could ask Kong Jingjing to come and help. She should be better at planting flowers and plants.
Wen Ying could only temporarily level the mountaintop.
Following Wang Gou’dan’s devastating dark culinary skills, Wen Ying discovered another infuriatingly destructive ability today—Xiao Hei’s ability to destroy homes.
After the cave was restored, Xiao Sun-sun finally crawled out from under the bookcase slowly.
Looking at Xiao Sun-sun, covered in dust and fur, Wen Ying vaguely remembered her own little turtle, which always liked to escape from its basin and end up dusty and dirty.