My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 465 - 354: Warm Family Love_4

Chapter 465: Chapter 354: Warm Family Love_4

"After tasting it later, you should talk to the restaurant and convince them to let this cook join the Lioyd Sect and cook for me."

"Yes." The disciple hastily agreed. Later, the two of them discovered that the aroma was getting stronger and stronger, making it hard even for a cultivator to resist, and they couldn’t wait to try it right away.

But the food still hadn’t been brought inside.

Ferdinand coughed and instructed, "Go and find out why it’s taking so long."

His disciple immediately went, but before long, Ferdinand heard Ava snap: "Step back!"

Ferdinand quickly went out to see what was going on and found Owen’s younger sister, Verna, standing like a protective mother hen, legs apart, leaning forward, her cheeks puffed angrily. One hand on her hip, the other grasping a large wooden spoon, she held it against his disciple’s neck.

Ferdinand was shocked. Ava had no cultivation, yet could easily trap his Fourth Great Realm disciple with her spoon. How could this be?

Wait a minute, the smell... is it coming from that big pot?!

Ferdinand instinctively wanted to move towards the pot, but he felt Ava’s watchful gaze and awkwardly smiled: "What’s going on...?"

Owen had heard the commotion and rushed out, scolding his sister: "Tabitha, put down the spoon."

"No." Ava pouted, "They want to steal our food!"

I must defend our meal!

Ferdinand felt embarrassed, while Owen apologized: "Children don’t know any better. My subordinates have all been hit with her spoon..." Ava brandished her large wooden spoon a few times, in agreement with her brother’s words.

The disciple hurriedly stepped back. He had the feeling that if he took another step forward, the young girl would definitely hit his head with the spoon, causing a huge bump. How could he dodge such a big wooden spoon?

Then, the disciple suddenly realized: Why couldn’t he dodge it?! He was at the Fourth Great Realm Three Marks!

Something didn’t seem right. It wasn’t that he couldn’t dodge, but rather, he suddenly lost his awareness as a cultivator and couldn’t use cultivation methods to deal with this young girl.

After thinking about it again, he still felt that something wasn’t right. Although he now had that awareness, looking back, he still felt that he could not dodge.

What exactly was going on? The disciple felt like he was about to lose his mind.

Ferdinand waved his hand at Owen and laughed, "The young lady is straightforward and innocent. Is the food in that pot really cooked by her?"

This change of topic was abrupt and even Ferdinand himself felt a little embarrassed about it, but he couldn’t help it. The aroma was simply too tempting.

After saying those words, he immediately regretted it. As a Sixth Realm Venerable and a sect leader, should he really be so carried away?

Little did he know that a powerful Tire-7 Demonic Beast would succumb to this temptation, leaving a deep regret in its wake!

Owen laughed, "My sister has average talents, but when it comes to cooking, she does have some insights."

Disciple: Average talents?!?!?

Who just threatened to hit me, a Fourth Great Realm, with a large wooden spoon?!

Owen then glanced at his sister, seemingly struggling, and grudgingly added, "Prepare an extra bowl for Uncle Ferdinand."

Verna looked unwilling and didn’t move. Owen, feeling embarrassed, scolded: "All the snacks and tea you enjoyed on the way were provided by Uncle Ferdinand!"

"Oh, right." Verna reluctantly took out a bowl as if by magic, placing it beside the large pot, behind Owen and Ava’s big bowls. The bowl she prepared for Ferdinand was about the size of a fist, while their sibling’s bowls could hold Ava’s head.

His disciple knew it was over for him. It seemed that only his master would have the honor. Having narrowly escaped being beaten, he couldn’t even get a single bite. Feeling downhearted, he left.

Owen explained unnecessarily, "There isn’t much food; we can’t give a serving to everyone."

Ava argued righteously, "I only made this much, and my brother and I don’t have enough to eat."

Ferdinand: "...."

Ava continued to cook, stirring the pot with her spoon at varying speeds. Ferdinand stood and waited, the enticing aroma creeping into his nostrils, tantalizing his senses. What a torment!

At this point, Ferdinand could see that the food in the pot was nothing ordinary, and he could only sigh in secret for his disciples who had no such fortune.

Finally, Verna whooped, "It’s ready to eat."

She turned off the heat and served Owen with the big wooden spoon first, followed by herself. Ferdinand watched as their big bowls were filled to the brim, and now the pot was almost empty...

Finally, Verna picked up the last small bowl and scraped the pot with the big wooden spoon, barely filling half the bowl before handing it to Ferdinand with a pained expression: "Here you go."

Ferdinand felt like his dignity as a Sixth Realm Venerable was shattered. To make it worse, he knew Ava was acting out of her genuine character, not to humiliate him.

He silently took the bowl and tasted his first bite... In that moment, he felt that dignity didn’t matter anymore. If only there were more!

Suddenly, Ferdinand realized the truth: Owen didn’t go with him to the restaurant last night because the food was really delicious!

He had really misjudged Owen.

However, this also meant that he could have freeloaded a meal last night, at least half a bowl. What a missed opportunity!