I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Chapter 696 It smells so good

After Jiang He turned and left, she left behind a group of astonished cultivators.

Jiang He's words were clearly a response to the cultivator who had just spoken up.

"What did she just say? Oh my god, did we guess right by accident?"

"It really is Jiang He."

"Pah, pah, pah! I, Zhou Mazi, was just talking nonsense. What waste, what useless spiritual root? With the strength to kill an S-class demon with this one sword, I am the waste, okay?"

"I always thought Jiang He was dead, I didn't expect her to still be alive. What was the deal with the previous obituary?"

"I don't know, today is too surreal. She was just talking to us a moment ago."

"That's because you're being too absolute."

"Haha, I have to post this on Weibo. I went on a mission today and made video recordings. I'll upload the videos later to reveal the secret that Jiang He is still alive. Who knows, my video account might even become more valuable."

"Then you have no hope. I just logged into the StarNet and hundreds of new trending topics appeared, all related to the sect competition. The most common thing they said was that Jiang He and Hongmu are the same person."

"...?"

……

Following the aura of the demon, Jiang He knew that the early stage of an S-rank demon wasn't very strong. With her cultivation level, she could easily kill it instantly, and if she couldn't, she could finish it off.

In short, Jiang He fought his way through.

Jiang He was spotted at many of the monster escape sites in Yangzhou.

What's even more stunning than her appearance is her swordsmanship.

After killing a round of monsters and returning to the Xiaoyao Sect, the traces of the monsters gradually disappeared. Most of the S-class monsters that escaped from the secret realm this time were killed by the cultivators.

Li Ling's hands were limp and hung at her sides; her back was hunched, making her look like a颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of listlessness, decadence, or apathy) zombie.

"Phew, I'm exhausted. So many monsters."

After Li Ling finished speaking, Zhong Liyu nodded in agreement.

Pei Ci lagged behind at the end of the line. Just as he was about to leave, Jiang He thought for a moment and said:

"Want to stay and have hot pot together?"

Pei Ci: "Okay."

"What is hot pot?" Li Ling blinked her emerald green eyes, her pupils widening slightly.

"It's kind of a hodgepodge of ingredients."

Jiang He smiled.

The cultivators from the Free and Unfettered Sect had just returned from outside. When they saw Jiang He, many of them were a little unaccustomed to it. Although her appearance had changed and her personality had not, they felt that something was strange about her.

It wasn't until Jiang He took out the alchemy pot that they realized Jiang He was still the same Jiang He they knew.

Several large cooking pots grew to take up the entire cafeteria space.

A rich aroma wafted out from under the plastic sheet.

Ye Yinqiu came as soon as she smelled it:

"Boss, what delicious food are you cooking today?"

Since Jiang He reverted to her original, well-known identity, Ye Yinqiu's title has changed.

Calling her "senior sister" felt a bit strange, since he and Jiang He had attended the same school before. It wouldn't be appropriate to just call her Jiang He directly, since she had joined the sect before them.

After thinking for a while, Ye Yinqiu came up with a name for herself.

Sometimes he calls Jiang He "command," and sometimes he calls him "boss."

Jiang He was used to it. She threw the hot pot ingredients she had prepared into the pot and simmered them slowly, then she started to urge everyone to prepare the ingredients:

"Hot pot, definitely delicious."

"Although I've never heard of it, it smells delicious."

Pei Ci stayed behind and still had to work. They had been away at the sect competition for several months, and the fields were left in the care of Bei Mingzi and Dugu Junli.

Bei Mingzi took care of everything diligently, while Dugu Junli had gone off to cultivate somewhere. The land of Xiaoyao Sect was left desolate for a period of time while the two of them were maintaining the site.

Jiang He quickly instructed everyone to replant what needed to be replanted, and to weed and fertilize what needed to be done.

At the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain, a group of people who were still sighing and looking towards the gate looked even more melancholy.

Elder Wei Ming of the Blood Alliance Farmer Cultivation Peak looked at the other farmer cultivators waiting together and slowly said:

"The people from the Free and Unfettered Sect have all returned. Now they can let us into the sect, right?"

"You wish! What kind of sect are you trying to join? We've been waiting here for days, and not a single cultivator from the Free and Unfettered Sect has come out to greet us. Isn't that just looking down on us?"

One of the farmers, who had been waiting for several days, started to grumble and gradually became irritable.

“Fellow Daoist, you’re mistaken. We’re the ones who wanted to come here.”

"Tch, we all waited patiently for so many days, and now they're all back and they don't even acknowledge us. Isn't that just looking down on us?"

"You can wait yourselves; I'm not wasting my time."

Those monks who were unwilling to wait any longer left after seeing others leave.

The number of farm repairmen on the field has dwindled from dozens to just a dozen.

Wei Ming watched the departing people, not following the crowd. In his view, he was never on the same path as these departing farmers.

In any circle, there are people with different personalities, values, and ways of doing things.

Wei Ming is passionate about scientific research. The agricultural cultivators who stayed behind all wanted to verify the authenticity of the spiritual plants and hoped to stay in the Xiaoyao Sect to view and record the data.

After all, these spiritual plants, which have been extinct for thousands of years, have immeasurable research value.

If the spiritual plants truly revive, their value will skyrocket. Not to mention, they would normally need the Xiaoyao Sect's permission to take them away for research.

At this point, all that matters is being able to stay.

Wei Ming and the monks from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences continued their stakeout.

Then a half-demon, holding garlic in one hand and a steamed bun dipped in soybean paste in the other, walked over.

Actually, the Free and Unfettered Sect did not ignore these agricultural cultivators.

Chun Chun is because all the farmers went to participate in the sect competition, and the Xiaoyao Sect had no one at all.

I only learned about the half-demon in the last few days.

He and the headless ghost served as gatekeepers.

The door is too dilapidated to guard properly, but when guests come, we have to treat them well.

Although the half-demon didn't understand why he was being entertained, he ran down the mountain as soon as Jiang He said that these people would be their sugar daddies and angel investors.

Half-bodied ghosts don't talk much; polite words are spoken by headless ghosts.

The two looked normal and were no longer ghosts.

The headless ghost reached out and grabbed Wei Ming's hand, shaking it up and down as Jiang He usually did before letting go.

"I apologize for keeping you waiting. I wonder if you are here to conduct an inspection or to visit?"

"Hey, we're just here for a visit."

Wei Ming coughed. Actually, he wanted to come and investigate, but the Xiaoyao Sect hadn't replied to his emails, so Wei Ming didn't dare to take any further steps on his own.

The half-demon was gnawing on a steamed bun, muttering:

"A site visit would be fine, it seems like we could earn more that way..."

The headless ghost grabbed the half-body ghost and stuffed its mouth full with steamed buns.

There were quite a few cultivators from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, and they followed behind the headless ghost.

Suddenly, a strong fragrance rushed to my head, so strong that it made me dizzy.

Before even starting to climb the mountain, Wei Ming's soul had already been captivated by the fragrance.

"I can't stand it anymore, where did this smell come from? It's so fragrant it's making me dizzy."

"Stop talking, I'm really hungry right now."

"Where did that smell come from? It won't go away."

……

Hearing the voice behind him, the headless ghost smiled. This smell was truly irresistible to anyone.