I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Chapter 709 So delicious I cried

Fang Jianqing turned his head and looked at the food in Zhongli Yu's bowl. Suddenly, he had doubts. The food smelled delicious, but could it really be eaten? He had just told Zhang San that he didn't eat.

Fang Jianqing was making his own plans.

Zhang San ignored what Fang Jianqing had just said and dragged everyone to join the queue.

The line was much longer than the line where we had our documents checked earlier.

Zhang San held the basin and gestured for Fang Jianqing to pick it up as well.

Although it was their first time visiting the Free and Unfettered Sect, the basins in their hands allowed them to blend in perfectly.

Fang Jianqing finally understood what the basin was for. He watched as cultivators carrying bowls of rice walked past him.

The aroma of the dishes wafted through the air, and Fang Jianqing swallowed hard. He lowered his head as the queue split up, with the first group dispersing to different windows to receive their food.

Fang Jianqing reached the rice bucket and suddenly saw a familiar cultivator. He exclaimed in surprise:

"Didn't you just check my ID?"

The person serving the food was a half-demon. Apart from the half-demon in front of Fang Jianqing, the people serving food and carrying buckets on either side were also half-demons.

Looking from Fang Jianqing's direction, there were ten half-demon figures bustling about at the entrance of the cafeteria.

"Yeah, can't I do it part-time?"

The half-demon has many clones, and he completely takes over the job of serving food in the cafeteria.

Meanwhile, his clones were also busy in various locations.

Fang Jianqing found it strange.

The fact that this ghost cultivator from the Free and Unfettered Sect can control so many clones to act simultaneously demonstrates that his cultivation level is not low and his mental strength is extremely powerful.

Thinking of this, Fang Jianqing felt completely relieved. With such an expert in charge of the sect, it seemed that the Xiaoyao Sect was quite strong, so his trip was not a mistake.

Fang Jianqing and Zhang San each carried a bowl of rice away, half rice and half vegetables.

Ever since Zhong Liyu died once, the half-ghost has gotten rid of his trembling hands.

He packed the rice tightly onto Fang Jianqing's plate until the bowl was overflowing.

Fang Jianqing held the basin, his body clearly having abstained from grains, and the moment he received the food, his stomach began to rumble.

He swallowed hard and followed Zhang San back to the place they had just been.

Zhong Liyu greeted the two warmly, addressing them as "Brother Fang" repeatedly.

Fang Jianqing and Zhang San were both in the experimental group. As newcomers, they had already started eating before they were even familiar with the Xiaoyao Sect.

The garlic ribs and rice were steaming hot.

The garlic ribs were placed in the center of the rice bowl by the half-demon; from the outside, they looked golden and crispy.

Besides the garlic ribs, there were other dishes, and the various aromas blended together, making Zhang San unsure which one to smell first, his eyes dazzled by the sight.

He hesitated for a long time before eagerly picking up a piece of pork rib.

Before even putting it in my mouth, a rich garlic aroma filled my nostrils.

Garlic-flavored spare ribs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

He took a bite, and the crispy outer layer sandwiched a piece of meat in his mouth.

The tender meat and crispy crust combine to create a rich and delicious flavor.

The crispy skin collides with your teeth, leaving a slightly crunchy sensation. The aroma of meat fills the air, and the juices and fried garlic cloves blend together with the meat, creating a fragrance that permeates your heart.

Before he could react, Zhang San had already swallowed the boneless meat in one gulp.

A light flashed in his eyes.

The meat looked oily, but when you ate it, all you felt was tender meat, and it wasn't greasy at all.

Zhang San rummaged through the white food underneath and saw that he had never seen it before. However, his brain subconsciously told him that the two should be eaten together.

Zhang San picked up a rib, then scooped up a mouthful of rice. The aroma of rice and the flavor of the ribs mingled together, creating a unique blend in his mouth. Zhang San's eyes widened once again.

"Wow, this is so delicious!"

Just as Zhang San was about to speak, Fang Jianqing, who was squatting beside him, started eating rice while tears streamed down his face. This sight not only stunned Zhang San, but even made Ye Yinqiu, who happened to be passing by, stop in her tracks.

"Don't cry. I just comforted someone. Our Free and Unfettered Sect isn't a place for illegal work. Everyone is doing it voluntarily. If you want to leave, no one will stop you..."

Clearly, Ye Yinqiu misunderstood.

Fang Jianqing whimpered twice, swallowed the rice in his mouth, and quickly picked up two more pieces of ribs and rice and put them into his mouth.

He couldn't help but chew the rice, filling his mouth before he began to speak:

"No, no, no, I just feel like I've wasted my life before. How could this food be so delicious? I'm a little touched."

Besides, why wouldn't I want to? I'd be more than willing, even if it meant working illegally.

After Fang Jianqing finished speaking, he buried his head in his rice. Ye Yinqiu paused for a moment, realizing that the food was so delicious that she cried.

That's all right, which was perfectly normal in Ye Yinqiu's eyes.

How could the spiritual food made by the eldest brother not be delicious?

Ye Yinqiu rubbed his stomach. He had just finished eating. The food had been really good lately. He felt like he had gained a few pounds. Thinking of this, Ye Yinqiu quickened his pace. He needed to do more work. Back then, he was the most handsome guy in the Hehuan major. If he continued like this, he would get even fatter than he already was, since he was already dark-skinned.

That would make him a dark, fat, round ball, which would damage the image of their Free and Unfettered Sect.

After Ye Yinqiu left, Fang Jianqing completely let loose. He no longer had the thought of running away, nor was he afraid. In short, he felt very happy.

Garlic ribs with rice – you have to try it to believe it!

The food was so delicious that Fang Jianqing stopped talking to Zhang San and focused solely on eating.

Zhang San was the same; he ate his rice with increasing gusto.

After eating for only a short while, Zhang San was sweating profusely, and his body was emitting a steamy aura. Zhang San didn't feel any change in his body, but Fang Jianqing, who was sitting close to him, immediately noticed it. He stopped eating and quickly nudged Zhang San.

"Brother Pu, your body... seems to be smoking?"

Fang Jianqing's expression turned to shock. How could Zhang San's body be emitting smoke while he was eating? Moreover, from his perspective, Zhang San was completely soaked, as if he had just emerged from water after a sauna. He was covered in sweat.

At first, Zhang San thought it was just sweating from eating and nothing else. But after Fang Jianqing reminded him, he gradually began to pay attention to his body.

Zhang San stared at his arm, his vision blurred for a moment, and then suddenly, everything went black and he fainted.

Before he fainted, Zhang San was still thinking about the food in his hand.

Someone fainted during a meal, and suddenly a cultivator came over.

Lan Mu walked over with a medical kit, looked at Zhang San lying on the ground, and roughly determined why Zhang San had fainted.

Before Zhang San, many other cultivators had also fainted after consuming spiritual food.

She patiently helped Zhang San into a comfortable sleeping position, then got up and said to Fang Jianqing:

"Don't worry, his cultivation level and spiritual root foundation are not good. The spiritual food he eats will first expel the impurities from his body, which is equivalent to cleansing his marrow. Once he wakes up, he will be able to withstand the spiritual food next time."

After hearing Lan Mu's words, Fang Jianqing felt relieved to know that Zhang San was safe, but the next second, his heart jumped again:

"What did you just say?"

Lanmu: "Don't worry..."

"No, not that sentence, the next one."

"His cultivation level and spiritual root foundation are poor?"

"No, it's just... that phrase about spiritual food."

Lanmu: "The spiritual food we eat will first expel impurities from our bodies..."

"So, the food we're eating now is spiritual food?"

Lanmu nodded: "Yes, it's delicious, isn't it? Our boss made it himself."