The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 486 - 220: Flawless Glaze_1

Chapter 486: Chapter 220: Flawless Glaze_1

Old Man Fanyin heaved a sigh of relief at the response.

However, staring at the Saintess of Fasting, he continued, "Your complexion doesn’t seem too well. Do you need me to take a look?"

Qi Yuan, standing next to the Saintess of Fasting, whispered in her ear, "You once claimed to be able to eat seven fish in one meal, with a robust health!"

Qi Yuan aimed to quickly feed the Saintess of Fasting and improve her health.

That way, once the heavenly pillar was restored, he could continue his contemplation.

"I indeed can consume seven fish at once. My health is great. You all don’t need to worry about me. You may all leave." The voice of the red-robed lady sounded rigid, as she was bidding her guests farewell.

Old Man Fanyin expressed an odd look at her words.

For some reason, he felt today’s Saintess of Fasting was somewhat strange.

"Please do not miss the Battle of the Rising Dragon, as it pertains to the fate of the Mortal Heart Realm!" Old Man Fanyin emphasized once again.

"Mm." The Saintess of Fasting nodded, her figure fading, and disappeared into the Heavenly Pillar.

Only a group of ancient gods who looked puzzled were left behind.

"Is that really the Saintess of Fasting?"

"Strange, it seemed as though she was constantly communicating with someone."

"You had that feeling too?"

The dignitaries conversed quietly.

Old Man Fanyin frowned, "I had the same feeling, but... I noticed no one."

Old Man Fanyin was a divine entity. In the Mortal Heart Realm, nobody could hide from his gaze.

He certainly held a superior position compared to Mortal Heart, which demonstrated his tremendous strength.

Something seemed to cross Big Bell Dignitary’s mind, causing him to freeze in thought.

Could it be...

He felt uneasy, sensing that things might not be so simple.

Meanwhile, Qi Yuan followed the Saintess of Fasting back into the bamboo cabin.

Qi Yuan sighed, "Well, my reputation is destroyed. After all, I turned into a thief for a day. If only the things I stole were of higher value, like an Immortal Pill, a fairy’s clothing, or a divine armament. Instead, I stole pots and pans!"

He and the Saintess of Fasting approached the neighboring shops, all of which were tightly closed, and not open for business.

Facing this situation, the Saintess of Fasting did not hesitate to fetch the pots and pans.

Quite domineeringly.

"They revere me, and I protect them. These items may as well be tributes," countered the Saintess of Fasting for once against Qi Yuan.

"Nevermind, none of that matters now. Let’s cook some red-braised fish!" said Qi Yuan, somewhat impatient.

Once the Saintess of Fasting’s health improves, he could then continue his contemplation.

In fact, he was curious.

Why does the Saintess of Fasting heal just by eating some food?

Why doesn’t she eat regularly?

Now, he could finally see for himself what was happening.

"Alright."

"I’m finally going to become the chef at the spring!" Qi Yuan was rather expectant.

Very quickly, under Qi Yuan’s guidance, the Saintess of Fasting caught seven fish.

First, she gutted the fish to remove the innards, then scraped off the fish scales.

Qi Yuan, sitting by the side, directed enthusiastically, "The kitchen knife was purchased in vain; it appears it’s going to gather dust again."

"Yes, scrape it carefully, there’s still half a scale left."

"Cooking is all about ensuring a perfect balance of color, aroma, and taste. You’re cutting the fish unevenly, you need to work on your knife skills."

"You’ve added too little chili, add some more."

"Sigh, you’re the worst student I’ve ever taught to cook."

Qi Yuan transformed into a commander, fervently instructing.

Under Qi Yuan’s guidance, the Saintess of Fasting, resembling a mortal lady at this moment, struggled to finish preparing a plate of red-braised fish.

"Not bad, considering you did this for the first time, it’s already quite great." Looking at the overcooked fish, Qi Yuan couldn’t help but commend.

Since criticism came first, compliment needed to follow.

The combination of criticism and praise was the best approach.

"Try a bite to see if your health is improving," Qi Yuan suggested.

He was also very curious.

What’s the principle behind the Saintess of Fasting restoring the Heavenly Pillar by just eating?

The Saintess of Fasting frowned, seemingly hesitant.

"Despite the subpar appearance of the fish, it tastes great," Qi Yuan continued to coax.

After all, for Cultivators, they could consume the fish no matter how unpalatable it was.

This fish was prepared under his guidance, so no matter how awful it tasted, it could only get so bad.

Looking at the plate of fish, the Saintess of Fasting gripped the chopsticks with her slender fingers. She picked up a piece of fish and brought it close to her lips. Her eyebrows furrowed tightly, her eyes reflecting reluctance.

"Rest assured, it’s not poisonous, and it won’t cause any malady," Qi Yuan encouraged.

Gazing at Qi Yuan deeply, the Saintess of Fasting forcefully stuffed the fish into her mouth.

Her complexion suddenly became shockingly pale, as if she had suffered a significant injury.

Qi Yuan was taken aback.

Was her reaction so extreme?

"Does it taste that bad? If so, let’s not eat it anymore. It must be the pot’s fault. Let’s find another pot and cook another batch," suggested Qi Yuan, anxious as he tried bringing his hand to pat the Saintess of Fasting’s back.

However, his hand went through and failed to touch the Saintess of Fasting.

After all, they were separated by time and space and couldn’t make physical contact.

"I’m fine," the Saintess of Fasting, trembling slightly with her eyebrows scrunched up frighteningly, opened her red lips and swallowed the piece of fish forcefully.

Her action was akin to swallowing poison, even more, challenging than doing so.

Qi Yuan’s expression changed slightly.

He was convinced. The Saintess of Fasting suffered from anorexia, and not the average kind.

Just eating a piece of fish... caused this?

He was puzzled, eyeing the Saintess of Fasting, he asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

At this moment, the Saintess of Fasting’s body was wavering as if about to fall. The red-robed lady laid on the bamboo mat, her eyes tightly shut, and sweat breaking out on her forehead.

However, she seemed very cold, occasionally trembling slightly.

An abrupt change occurred, leaving Qi Yuan incapable of understanding.

This woman was divine.

Just eating a piece of fish?

And she’s been reduced to this state?