Eight Delicacies of Celestial Birds

"Li... Li Qinghuan, you are getting older, and that Jiang Che is definitely a great catch. We come from the same sect... I reported you... uh, no... I recommended you to Young Master Jiang, which makes me a meritorious contributor."

The old man's face wrinkled into a smile resembling a blooming chrysanthemum.

Li Qinghuan: "..."

She was truly speechless. Why was everyone trying to set her up with Jiang Che?

She had been single since birth for hundreds of thousands of years and was long accustomed to being a lone wolf. In her eyes, Jiang Che was nothing more than a wet-behind-the-ears brat.

"I have been used to a carefree, solitary life for years. I have long forgotten about finding a Dao companion..." Li Qinghuan was just about to say something.

"Immortal Chef Hua!!! Are you done here? Young Master Jiang is rushing us!" Xiao Liuzi's voice reached Immortal Chef Hua's ears.

"Oh no! I was so busy chatting with you... I forgot to cook Young Master Jiang's dishes!"

"Senior Sister Li, this old man is only doing this for your own good. In all the Nine Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, only Young Master Jiang is worthy of you. You will definitely thank me when the time comes..."

The old man was on the verge of kneeling before Li Qinghuan.

Watching Immortal Chef Hua's retreating figure, Li Qinghuan slightly furrowed her elegant brows. A strange feeling actually welled up in her heart. Should she... give it a try?

But this thought was quickly dispelled!

What a joke!

She was over a hundred thousand years old. In her daily life, she only liked to drink a little wine and practice her swordplay. With no man in her heart, drawing her sword naturally made her a god!

"But since I am already here, what is the harm in meeting him?"

Li Qinghuan put away the wine gourd at her waist. To be honest... she was quite curious about Jiang Che.

A nearly invincible favored son of heaven within the Nine Heavens, backed by a supreme Immortal Emperor... yet such a person was actually so obsessed with women?

It was simply unbelievable!

...

"Why isn't he here yet? It has been half a day already."

Yu Wan'er pouted, her small hands rubbing her stomach. She was starving to death.

"What Immortal Chef? Sister Long'er, are you sure his cooking is really better than Jiang Che's?" The girl puffed her cheeks, her face full of doubt.

It was not that the girls lacked taste, but Jiang Che's culinary skills were genuinely superb. Back in the mortal realm... Jiang Che's cooking was leaps and bounds ahead of everyone else. With just his god-tier culinary skills, Jiang Che had captured the hearts of many girls.

In their minds, they could not even imagine an existence with better cooking skills than Jiang Che!

"Of course it is true. Immortal Chef Hua is a renowned top-tier culinary immortal in the entire Central Imperial Heaven. He once made countless Immortal Venerables and even Immortal Emperors scramble for a dish called Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea."

Long Qianqiu said slowly. She was also a top-tier foodie, but a foodie with brains. She would not run off with a man just for a meal like Xiao An'an.

"Young Master Jiang, this old man is late. I bumped into an acquaintance just now..."

Soon, Immortal Chef Hua came running over eagerly, his face piled with a flattering smile.

"It is fine, just pay attention in your next life."

"Thank you... Hmm???" Immortal Chef Hua's hair stood on end. What was going on? Could it be that Young Master Jiang was angry?

He wanted his life just because he cooked the meal late?

"I am not very good with words, I misspoke just now... It should be 'pay attention next time'." Jiang Che smiled apologetically, but in Immortal Chef Hua's eyes, that smile was like a demon's.

[Beep! The host has trolled Immortal Chef Hua, gaining 1 billion points.]

Young Master Jiang would never let go of any opportunity to fleece someone.

Immortal Chef Hua did not dare to glance around. He was currently walking on thin ice, terrified that doing something wrong would anger Young Master Jiang and make all his efforts go to waste!

Immortal Chef Hua clapped his hands. "Serve the dishes!"

Soon, rows of brightly dressed, stunning maids walked out from behind the screen in the hall. Dozens of maids held plate after plate of dishes in their hands. The jade plates even had special small formations to lock in the immortal spiritual energy within.

All the dishes were colorful and radiant, looking like exquisite works of art, with some dishes even carved to look incredibly lifelike.

"Young Master Jiang, this old man has been immersed in the Dao of Food for over a hundred thousand years, mastering over six thousand different cuisines and over eight hundred million different dishes. These thirty dishes are the culmination of all my peak creations. First, this first dish... is the Dragon and Phoenix Dance..."

The old man was preparing to introduce them to Jiang Che one by one... However, before he could even introduce them, he heard a rustling sound.

Xiao An'an had already started eating secretly.

"Mmm... mmm mmm~~~"

The surrounding environment seemed to shift, and Xiao An'an appeared to enter some sort of dreamlike state. A smile overflowed on the corners of her mouth; it was truly so delicious that no words could describe it.

"Delicious! So delicious!" Where was Xiao An'an's lady-like demeanor? If there had not been an outsider present... she would have just grabbed the food with her bare hands.

Immortal Chef Hua's facial expression stiffened slightly, but fortunately... it seemed these little ancestors were quite satisfied with his cooking.

Seeing Xiao An'an like this, Jiang Che felt a bit helpless, but after all, she was his girl, so he could only spoil her.

What lady-like etiquette... those were meant to restrain mortals. At Jiang Che's level... who would dare say his women lacked ladylike manners?

Soon, the other girls also started tasting the food.

"Wow!!! Jiang Che... this is the first time I feel that eating is actually a kind of bliss! These cooking skills are way better than... uh, maybe just a bit better than yours!" Yu Wan'er originally wanted to say they were way better, but she still left Jiang Che some face.

After all, this dog of a man cared about his face the most.

"Not at all, not at all! This old man only knows a little about cooking, you flatter me too much."

Immortal Chef Hua was almost scared to the point of wetting himself. Little aunties, please do not talk nonsense. What if Young Master Jiang gets angry...

He currently felt like a deputy section chief about to be promoted just before retirement, accompanying the leaders at a drinking banquet... terrified of saying the wrong thing.

"It is true! Hubby, hurry up and try this Heavenly Mountain Snow Dragon Spine. Is this really a flavor that taste buds can experience? It is so blissful, it feels even more pleasurable than when we dual cultivate!"

Qin Qiaoqiao's words rendered Jiang Che completely speechless. This girl blurted out everything!

"Uh—" Immortal Chef Hua decisively blocked his five senses and six perceptions, hearing nothing and seeing nothing.

"Husband, try a piece of this Eight Treasures Immortal Poultry Stew. It is said to be stewed from eight kinds of ancient immortal poultry. It melts in the mouth, absolutely superb." Mo Lianxing raised her hand, picking up a spoon and bringing it directly to Jiang Che's lips.

When Young Master Jiang ate, he did not even need to move his own hands; he had girls personally feeding him.

"Not bad! His culinary skills are indeed a bit better than mine," Jiang Che nodded.

Of course, he was incredibly shocked inwardly.

Because... because this stuff was just too fragrant. That taste was no longer limited to the aroma of the ingredients; it even made the soul tremble.

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