Waiting is undoubtedly a kind of torture, especially waiting for a woman.
After a long wait, Yeu Junyao finally strolled out from the bamboo house, having evidently taken care to groom and dress herself, changing into a plain white long dress. She looked ethereally beautiful, like a fairy under the moon, elegant and captivating.
"I’m the one apprenticing, not you. Is all this fuss really necessary..."
Ling Feng completely ignored Yeu Junyao’s enchanting appearance, simply rolling his eyes and muttering to himself.
Yeu Junyao’s hearing was exceptionally sharp, and upon hearing Ling Feng’s complaint, she snorted. Her eyes narrowed as she glared at Ling Feng, "You brat, waiting for a while won’t kill you!"
"You call this a while?"
Ling Feng shook his head and wisely chose to keep quiet.
Otherwise, he might not be able to enter the bamboo house tonight...
Next, Ling Feng formally apprenticed at the Evil Hall with solemn bows.
After enjoying a feast carefully prepared by the Shura Chef Saint, the apprenticeship ceremony ended perfectly.
The next day, everything resumed as usual.
Every morning, Ling Feng carried his black pot, running on the back mountain, chopping wood, fetching water.
After having lunch at the Shura Chef Saint’s place, Ling Feng would take time to use the Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Technique to treat the Ghost Doctor.
The situation with the Ghost Doctor was quite serious. Although Ling Feng had already harvested the Purple Spirit Star Flower, it couldn’t be directly administered to the Ghost Doctor.
He first needed to use the Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Technique to improve the Ghost Doctor’s physique and stabilize his Vitality Map, before using the Purple Spirit Star Flower.
In other words, the Supreme Mysterious Acupuncture Technique was just the first phase of treatment for the Ghost Doctor, and this process might need to be maintained for a while.
In the afternoon, Ling Feng would go to the blacksmith shop to practice forging, learning Power Shock and Power Penetration from Big Iron Hammer.
In the evening, Ling Feng would also go to the village entrance to help the Blood Demon Hand plow the fields. After all, Ling Feng had previously passed Blood Demon Hand’s test using sly tricks. Although he received instruction from Blood Demon Hand during a crisis and had already comprehended the explosive Farmer’s Three Punches technique, he still needed to continuously consolidate and deepen it to fully make it his own.
After dusk, Ling Feng could finally return to his own bamboo house to rest. However, he didn’t waste a single moment and continued to cultivate even while resting.
The cultivation of the Nine Heavens Star Technique, the tempering of the Golden Battle Soul, the cultivation of the Great Creation Technique, and the second phase of the Eight Desolate Body Forging Technique, Ling Feng kept up with all of them.
It can be said that ever since he apprenticed, Ling Feng’s days were almost fully packed, and his strength was steadily progressing.
In the blink of an eye, it had already been a whole month since Ling Feng apprenticed under Muu God Monarch.
Bang!
As Ling Feng stacked the firewood full in the woodshed and filled the kitchen’s water tank, the black pot behind him finally unlocked itself and fell to the ground.
A whole month!
This black pot had been binding him for over a month, and it finally fell!
In an instant, Ling Feng felt as light as a feather, as if he could soar into the sky with just a jump.
"Good lad, you’ve completed such a formidable task in just one short month!"
The Shura Chef Saint heavily patted Ling Feng’s shoulder, showing a satisfied smile.
Being able to chop so much of the incredibly tough Black Bamboo from the back mountain in one morning and fill the water tank meant that Ling Feng had mastered the Sharpness of Power and Power Rotation techniques to perfection.
And this was naturally thanks to Ling Feng finally being able to use the Emperor’s Eye again.
Even when the Emperor’s Eye was sealed, Ling Feng’s comprehension was top-notch, but once the Emperor’s Eye was activated, his comprehension would multiply.
This month, Ling Feng’s improvement was clearly evident.
"Thanks to senior’s guidance."
Ling Feng cupped his hands in gratitude towards the Shura Chef Saint, his heart full of appreciation.
"It’s also due to your own talent."
The Shura Chef Saint nodded, "Alright, let me prepare your lunch then!"
"Hold on..."
Ling Feng stopped the Shura Chef Saint and smiled faintly, "Senior, why not let me handle today’s meal."
"Oh?"
The Shura Chef Saint became interested, "Kid, are you saying you want to cook yourself?"
"Senior has been cooking for me for a month, this meal ought to be my repayment to you."
Ling Feng grinned. Over the past month, Ling Feng had observed the Shura Chef Saint’s saber techniques, inadvertently absorbing his recipes and cooking skills as well.
Sooner or later, Ling Feng would have to leave Evil Valley. Without the Shura Chef Saint’s cuisine, ordinary fare would surely be hard to swallow for Ling Feng.
In that case, why not learn for himself!
Even if it’s just a little knowledge, it’s the Cooking Saint’s knowledge after all.
"Interesting!"
The Shura Chef Saint laughed heartily, "Then today, I’ll let you show your skills! I’ll guide you by the side!"
"Thank you, senior."
Ling Feng washed his hands clean, picked up the knife made of cold iron on the chopping board, and started showcasing his extraordinary knife skills.
With Ling Feng’s eye power and agility, honed during Alchemy, and after a month’s repeated observation, his knife skills had already reached eighty percent of the Shura Chef Saint’s level.
"Mm."
The Shura Chef Saint nodded in satisfaction, "Looks like this kid has quite the talent, even in cooking!"
Seeing this, the Shura Chef Saint left contentedly. With Ling Feng’s talent, he didn’t need much guidance.
About an hour later.
Ling Feng presented several plates of carefully prepared dishes to the Shura Chef Saint, nervously saying, "Senior, pardon my inadequacies."
To be honest, this was Ling Feng’s first real attempt at cooking.
Ling Feng prepared some very common small dishes, although he was mimicking, they naturally couldn’t compare to the Shura Chef Saint’s level.
Yet the Shura Chef Saint didn’t hold back his praise.
After all, achieving this level just from observation was already quite impressive.
"Kid, really no interest in learning to cook from me?"
The Shura Chef Saint looked at Ling Feng regretfully.
"I’m already content to learn a bit of senior’s prowess."
Finally, Ling Feng stood up, bid farewell to the Shura Chef Saint, "Alright, I should also be leaving. The Ghost Doctor’s second treatment phase can begin."
"Very well."
The Shura Chef Saint nodded, "If you’re interested, I can teach you more in the future. It’s never a bad idea to have more skills!"
"Haha!"
Ling Feng nodded and laughed, "Certainly, certainly!"
Despite the words, Ling Feng couldn’t imagine himself becoming a chef one day.
Yet sometimes, life is often unpredictable...

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