C15 Cook

When he pushed open the door, he saw Qing Qing sitting on a chair in the living room. His hands were holding a handprint he had never seen before, and his eyes were closed in meditation.

The morning sunlight shone on her slightly anxious face, reflecting a pure radiance.

"She really waited for me here for an entire night?" His heart was deeply moved. He had the feeling that someone was looking out for him, that he was being cared for.

If it was said that he still harbored many feelings towards Qing Qing before, then now, he truly treated her as his own older sister.

He felt ashamed of the thoughts that had appeared in his mind. He decided that he would definitely listen to what Big Sister Qing Qing had said in the future.

A single thought often determined the cause and effect of the next hundred years. What Jing Tian didn't expect was that his decision today would make his sister's heart ache for the rest of her life.

Just as he walked into the living room, Qing Qing sensed something. She opened her beautiful eyes and saw that the boy was safe and sound in front of her.

After that, Qing Qing realized the change in Jing Tian's body, and became even happier, but within 90% of the happiness, there was still a trace of helplessness.

"The Enlightenment Pill is truly worthy of being called a supreme divine medicine. It can actually make a person's cultivation come from nothing." She thought of the regret in the family: "Ah, ancestor, you have really found a way to save the family. But why didn't you come back and lead us? If this pill can be consumed by Wuhen, then our family will truly be able to stand at the summit of our empire. "

She was shocked by her own thoughts. "Why would I think that? How could I be so selfish? Senior Demonic King was right, the weakness of Human race could easily deceive one. "Sigh."

Discarding the troubling thoughts in her heart, she stood up with a smile: "It seems like Jingtian you got lucky from your misfortune, now you're also a Profound Practitioner of the second rank, your Soul Nation already has two super geniuses."

"Elder sister, don't say that. I feel embarrassed." Jing Tian looked at Qing Qing, and the title of his mouth changed. Furthermore, I have the strength of soul and no soul skills. If I get hit by someone's soul, I'm afraid I won't be able to avoid the fate of being humiliated. "

"Humiliated? It shouldn't be, right? Hun Jinghun is your future patriarch, you should be very close to your clansmen. " Qing Qing was very confused. Both he and his brother had very high statuses in the clan. Their father had told them that only with love could they respect him, which would benefit their family's long-term development.

This kind of reasoning, was probably understood by the young patriarch s of famous dynasties.

"Yes, sister is right." Jing Tian spread his hands. "This may be a special characteristic of our Hun Family, not just our patriarch. Even my brother, the exalted ruler of a nation, treats his own younger brother in such a unique way. "

"The king? Little brother? Hun Aotian, Hun Jingtian. " Qing Qing muttered these words to himself, "Could it be that you are a cripple ?"

She quickly covered her mouth to prevent the words from flying out.

But Jing Tian had already guessed what she was going to say.

He nodded indifferently, "It seems that my reputation is not small either. I am the famous Loser prince in the world. "

Qing Qing, who was covering her mouth, remembered her father's words.

How could this be? Father even told himself when he was at home. The Hun Clan was actually the Soul Master Clan, and their clan members had an innate talent in cultivation of strength of soul. Of course, within large clans with large numbers of people, the differences between clansmen couldn't be avoided. But no matter how bad it was, it was at most a curse imprint master who was unable to reach second rank.

Just like Hun Aotian, although his talent in cultivation was limited. However, at the age of 20, he had already become a 2nd Seal Cursemancer. In an ordinary family, this kind of cultivation speed could be considered quite fast. And this was while he was still tired from national affairs.

Speed is relative, not absolute.

How could a blood brother of a blood brother have such a huge difference? Loser prince could not feel the existence of strength of soul, and there were no spiritual sea in his body. This was simply fooling the world.

Therefore, Qing Qing's father came to the conclusion that the previous King Soul Nation only had one son, and that was the current King Hun Aotian. As for the story about the Loser prince that was spread among the various countries, it was just a topic of idle gossip, an exaggeration.

Now that Jing Tian had admitted to it, it should be true. According to the clan's records, the Enlightenment Pill's effect was to awaken a cultivator's inactivated Profound Qi or strength of soul, rather than producing energy out of thin air.

Just like the morning star in the sky, it had appeared just before daybreak instead of the morning star which caused the sky to light up.

His uncle was a contemporary patriarch and was one of the top two Soul Master in the entire dynasty. He would definitely discover that Jing Tian actually had the potential to become a Soul Master, but for some reason, he didn't wake up yet. Therefore, Loser prince's words must contain a huge conspiracy.

Although Qing Qing was a woman and was still young, his status in the clan was very high. In her father's heart, his expectations for her exceeded even that of his younger brother Wuhen.

On one hand, it was because her family paid more attention to girls with potential, and on the other hand, it was because Qing Qing was indeed meticulous and shrewd, and had a unique perspective on things from a different perspective.

Even though she felt that there was a problem with the Hun Family's handling of Jing Tian, she didn't tell Jing Tian what she was thinking. She knew that now was not the time.

"Alright, let bygones be bygones. You can already become a Soul Master, and your prospects are limitless. Your brother and your family will treat you differently. " She dropped the matter in a word or two.

With a change in topic, Qing Qing mentioned a topic that could cause Jing Tian to shift his attention. "It's morning now. Even though you ate quite a lot last night, the food has already turned cold. This has been going on for an entire night. Although your strength has increased tremendously, you must be hungry again. "

He rubbed his stomach, which had deflated at an unknown time, and heard a rumbling sound. The increase in the level of the Profound Practitioner, caused his physical body to strengthen by quite a bit. However, powerful physical energy consumption required sufficient food to support it.

"I am indeed hungry. There should be a chef in the courtyard. Elder sister, let them prepare a table of food for us. " The more he called her by her name, the more smooth it sounded. He didn't feel awkward at all.

"Do you want to try out my cooking skills, elder sister?" Qing Qing thought that this form of address him by Jingtian's name indicated that he was very close. Although she was intelligent, she was still young. There were some things that she really couldn't think of right now.

Jing Tian looked at her suspiciously, "You cook? Elder sister, you know how to do this? "

"Underestimating me?" The girl wrinkled her nose and proudly puffed out her chest that had already developed. "I, your sister, am also very good at cooking and cooking. Normally, I would be at home. As long as there was a family dinner, the chef would be able to take a vacation. I can make a table by myself. "

Jing Tian blinked his eyes, showing that he didn't agree with his words.

"Seeing is believing, I will let you see the power of the beautiful Godly Chef now."

The guest rooms at the Serene Courtyard did not remove the kitchen from the house design due to its status as a noble house. The envoys who could live here were usually prominent. Some of them had unique tastes, while others had complete consideration. Thus, among the entourage, basically all of them had their own chefs. The cook cooked in the kitchen of the house.

The kitchen was on the first floor, next to the dining room. The equipment inside was very complete, like pots and pans. Qing Qing walked into the kitchen and skillfully picked up the iron pot to fill the water, then placed it on the stove.

Seeing that she was really going to do it herself, Jing Tian hurriedly walked over to pick up the firestone to help light the fire.

Qing Qing pushed him to the side, held up her small hands, and used her big thumb and finger to point at herself: "Just watch. Leave the rest to me. "Step back and watch how I cook."

"Fine." Jing Tian didn't insist. He took the flint to the door and said with a smile, "This time, it's far enough. Elder sister can start now."

Jing Tian sniggered. "I'll see how you light the fire without a fire stone."

Qing Qing seemed to understand his intentions, and ignored him. She turned around and began her own cooking.

She formed a hand seal as she lightly called out, "Soul Fire!"

A ball of golden flame appeared in front of her, spinning in the air before drilling into the stove. The golden flames blended with the special fuel in the stove.

"He actually used soul skills to ignite the fire. How extravagant."

Of course, Jing Tian recognized this move. Fatty Hun Liangshan had even used this move to attack him yesterday. However, compared to the fatty's orange flames, Qing Qing's was golden.

Hun Liangshan was the master of second rank and Qing Qing was the Charm Magician. From this, Jing Tian inferred that when his third rank rose, the energy emitted from his body would also be golden in color.

The golden yellow soul was filled with fiery power, and soon, the water in the pot boiled.

"Elder sister, did you forget to buy the ingredients?" It was difficult for a woman to cook without rice. If she didn't have ingredients, why would she cook?

"I already told you not to worry, you long-winded brat." Qing Qing waved his hands again, and the infinitesimal space was opened. Reaching out, she pulled out a fat and fresh pig's foreleg.

"I'll make a crystal hoof for you to satisfy your craving."

She reached out again, took a razor from the space, and began to shave close to the pig's leg.

In the blink of an eye, there was no hair on the front leg of a fat pig that was as smooth as a strand of hair. Moreover, it was unknown when the bone was removed. With a wave of his hand, the pig leg flew into the pot that was already boiling. In just a few minutes, a pot of blood was boiled.

Qing Qing began to make hand seals again: "Minor Teleportation Technique."

The boiling iron pot rose up into the air and automatically flew to the top of the trash bucket placed in the kitchen. Then, it tilted and the blood was poured into it.

The pork in the pot flew up and landed on a plate near the chopping board while the iron pot fell to the ground.

Qing Qing snapped his fingers, and another pot full of water flew to the stove. With her left hand, she took out a small net bag from the space and tossed it into the pot. The noodles inside the pot quickly turned into a milky white color. It seemed like this was a soup dumpling that had been prepared beforehand.

After the water and milk blended, the piece of pork on the plate jumped into the pot of soup and swam freely. The beautiful chef brought her hands together and the golden flame in the stove rose up high.

She nodded, probably satisfied. With another snap of his fingers, the pork in the pot jumped out of the pot like a carp leaping over a dragon gate.

"Hand knives." Qing Qing held his fingers together, and quickly waved a few times in the air. The pork that was suspended in mid air suddenly split into pieces that were as long and thick as meat, and once again fell into the pot.

"Beautiful." She praised herself as she walked towards the cupboard. She took out a small bowl and fished out a small bottle filled with liquid. She poured the liquid into the bowl. It should be seasoning.

He took out a plate and held it in his hand as he said to the pot, "It's time. Come out."

The pieces of meat flew out of the pot obediently and landed neatly on the plate.

"Absolute Zero." Soul skill again. A stream of cold energy swiftly entered the meat pieces on the plate and then quickly disappeared.

The skin was not frozen, and the temperature on the surface quickly dropped.

"Fresh crystal feet, fresh in the oven."

After calculating the time, the whole process should not take more than five minutes.