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The leftover Five Poisons he had previously used for his soup had yet to be depleted, Song Tianjing bit into a dried scorpion, which would normally have turned his lips purple and made him dizzy to the point of directly passing out if it were severe.

But now, after eating an entire dried scorpion, nothing happened to him.

"The Poison Immune Body, indeed this is the Poison Immune Body!" Song Tianjing was ecstatic, such a legendary physique had actually appeared on him.

Although his Poison Immune Body was far from even beginner level, this was a good start.

Song Tianjing was over the moon, just one dish had not only caused his breakthrough but also given him a physique impervious to all poisons!

Once his excitement subsided, Song Tianjing pondered calmly on why the recipes in the book granted him immunity to poison.

"That’s it, in Ancient Times the Human race didn’t know which foods were edible and which were not, poisonous substances were everywhere, and the Ancestor of Spirit Chef, in order for the Human race to flourish, designated the first dish in the cookbook as a detoxifying dish, so that the Human race could have the ability not to be poisoned to death."

"The Ancestor of Spirit Chef took great pains indeed."

With the first fish soup having such an effect, Song Tianjing couldn’t wait to study the second dish. When he was cooking the soup before, he had already glanced through the cookbook, but now he wanted to study it meticulously.

"The name of the second dish is Eight Treasure Chicken Duck Fish."

"Don’t throw away the fish bones from the first dish; the fish bones absorbed the purification of the first dish. Retrieve them, dry them, grind them into powder, and use it as the starter for Eight Treasure Chicken Duck Fish."

"A starter?" Song Tianjing was full of questions, he had only heard of medicine starters, this was the first time he heard of a dish starter.

Never mind, just do as the book instructs.

"Feed the chicken and duck with the fish bone powder, they will fall into a coma, then take advantage of their state to slaughter them."

"The chicken and duck’s internal organs contain the essence of the Five Elements, so they must not be discarded. Cut open the duck’s belly, stuff it with the chicken, then add eight precious ingredients and steam for two hours..."

The ingredients listed in the cookbook were too preposterous, some were ancient exotic species, Divine Grass and Immortal Flower, others were long extinct and impossible to find, thus Song Tianjing had to find the best substitutes he could.

Two hours later, Song Tianjing looked at the chicken and duck in the plate with their eyes unshut in death, feeling that his substitutes were too excessive?

No matter, let’s eat.

Song Tianjing braced himself and took a bite, and indeed, it was a delicacy of the Mortal World, the taste of duck in the chicken, the taste of chicken in the duck, and upon closer tasting, there was also a taste of fish, the three flavors dancing on the tip of the tongue, with an endless aftertaste.

Song Tianjing wolfed down the dish, patting his belly afterward with a satisfied smile on his face.

He felt something sticky on his body, and looking down, he discovered a black substance secreting from his skin, both fishy and foul-smelling.

"Washing Marrow?" Song Tianjing’s voice trembled; he had taken Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills, but since the elixirs were too low-grade, a few uses and they were useless. Besides, he couldn’t afford higher-end ones.

Could it be that just by eating the second dish, he had undergone a Washing Marrow process?!

After taking a bath, Song Tianjing felt lighter and immediately couldn’t wait to start on the third dish.

The third dish was named Red Dust Memories.

Song Tianjing, as usual, used low-grade substitutes and after eating, once again fell into a coma.

When he woke up, he found that his body had not undergone the same changes as before.

"Strange, how long was I out?"

Song Tianjing emerged from his house in a daze, only to learn upon inquiring that he had been comatose for seven days, and today was the day the Spirit Chef exam was supposed to take place!

He rushed over to the Spirit Chef competition, signed up for the Foundation Establishment Group Spirit Chef exam, and by chance met the Holy Daughter of the Jade Rabbit Clan, which also led to the Saint Heir of the Five Poison Clan holding a grudge against him.

The exam’s theme was "fish," but the finished product couldn’t show any fish.

The Saint Heir of the Five Poison Clan secretly poisoned the fish for Song Tianjing, but Song Tianjing’s Pearl Fish Soup actually required the Five Poisons, which rather improved the quality of the dish.

Then Song Tianjing made a second dish with fish bones, which was widely praised by the judges.

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The Holy Daughter of the Jade Rabbit Clan, sitting below the stage, had her beautiful eyes continuously conveying silent admiration and her heart secretly promised.

Song Tianjing won first place once again with the third dish in the Spirit Chef Competition, enjoying unparalleled glory.

However, the people from the Spirit Chef Alliance recognized that the dish made by Song Tianjing was from the Complete Culinary Compendium, a forbidden recipe, and secretly sent an assassin after him.

During the assassination attempt, Song Tianjing continually made breakthroughs, acquiring new recipes and successfully turning the tables on his attacker.

In the end, Song Tianjing obtained the entire Complete Culinary Compendium, and in the Great Xia Palace, he faced off against the Alliance Hierarch of the Spirit Chef Alliance in a culinary duel, winning two out of three matches, and overthrowing the Alliance Hierarch’s rank.

He also became the universally acknowledged successor to the Ancestor of Spirit Chef, generation by generation.

Before Emperor Xia, Song Tianjing took the hand of the Holy Daughter of the Jade Rabbit Clan, looking at her with deep affection, "Yu’er, I like you, let’s get married."

The two closed their eyes and kissed, but when Song Tianjing woke up again, he found himself lying on the ground, his head aching as if he had hit it on something.

Struggling to his feet, he touched the bowl of Pearl Fish Soup on the table; the soup was still warm, his eyes filled with confusion.

"What is real, and what is fake..."

...

Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng walked side by side through the bustling square, holding freshly baked meat pies, taking bites that left their mouths oozing with grease.

The air around them was filled with the aroma of various foods, enough to make anyone’s mouth water.

"This place sure has a lot of good food." Although Lu Yang wasn’t particular about food, after a round of eating, he felt that accepting the Spirit Chef Alliance’s invitation was the right choice.

"Right? Right? I told you this place is great," Yun Mengmeng said with a smile that brightened her eyes.

Both of them were cultivators, with virtually bottomless stomachs, able to eat endlessly as long as they desired.

And without worrying about overeating to the point of losing their appetite.

"Where is that seventh-generation successor from the Yangyuan Building, though? Why haven’t we seen him?" Lu Yang wondered. It was already the second day, and the guy had said he wanted to rent a stall to make money; why wasn’t he seen after making a round? The guy seemed honest enough; he couldn’t have taken the money and run, could he?

"He’s probably studying my recipes; after all, my recipes aren’t something one can understand at a glance," Fairy Eternity confidently stated.

"What’s being sold over there, chunks of soil?" Yun Mengmeng noticed a small, quiet snack stall with little business, where two Spirit Chefs were stir-frying soil chunks in an iron pot.

"Is this some sort of local specialty?" Yun Mengmeng asked curiously, pulling Lu Yang over with her.

"Boss, two portions, please."

"Coming right up."

One of the Spirit Chefs served two bowls of soil chunks, and Yun Mengmeng took a bite, making a face of disgust.

"Isn’t this just ordinary soil chunks?"

Lu Yang was also perplexed; while others sold food, these people were selling soil. What was the meaning of this?

Could it be that these soil chunks contain some mystery?

Lu Yang activated his spiritual essence, employing Devour the Sky and Swallow the Earth, and took a bite as well.

"These aren’t just ordinary soil chunks, are they mixed with some Soil of Rest?"

Seeing this, the two Spirit Chefs exchanged a knowing look and quietly approached, "Fellow Daoist, you’ve come quite late, you might be the last one here, the meeting is about to begin, please, this way."

Lu Yang: "..."

What are you two talking about?