Since his martial aunt had been so generous, gifting him a flame whose true value she might not have fully comprehended, Xiang Yu felt compelled to express his gratitude. What better way than through his greatest talent? With his newly acquired spirit flame, he could finally create the genuine spirit food she so desperately craved.
When he had broken through to 8th Grade cooking, vast repositories of knowledge about spiritual cuisine had materialized in his mind. Until now, this knowledge had remained purely theoretical—lacking either spiritual roots or a spiritual flame, he couldn’t apply these techniques. But everything had changed. The Abyssal Void Flame now nestled within him like a loyal companion, waiting to be called forth.
Xiang Yu held his hand near the cooking vessel, summoning the black flame. It danced across his fingers without burning him, responding to his mental commands with remarkable precision. Unlike cooking with crude firewood, the spirit flame offered unprecedented temperature control. He could adjust its heat with mere thoughts, perfect for the delicate preparations spiritual cuisine demanded.
The gathered audience watched in silent awe as he worked. The dark flames leapt and twisted above the pan, occasionally punctuated by those tiny white sparks that resembled distant stars. Sensing their rapt attention, Xiang Yu incorporated flourishes into his technique. He tossed ingredients high into the air, expertly cooking them with controlled bursts of flame as they descended, before catching them perfectly in the pan.
Elder Guo’s eyes widened at the spectacle. Elder Huang leaned forward, entranced by the performance. Even Li Yao, who had witnessed his cooking numerous times before, found herself mesmerized by this elevated display of culinary artistry. The sweet, complex aroma rising from the dishes intensified their anticipation, causing involuntary salivation.
Though he secretly enjoyed their attention, Xiang Yu recognized his audience’s growing impatience. He completed his preparations and began serving, presenting the first dish to Elder Huang with a respectful bow.
"You brat! You dare serve outsiders before your own master?" Elder Guo couldn’t help but curse, his beard quivering with indignation.
Elder Huang smirked triumphantly. "No need to be so riled up. Martial nephew simply knows how to treat a guest, unlike someone else." Her teasing tone only intensified the elder’s frustration.
Elder Guo could only respond with a dismissive scoff as Xiang Yu quickly served him next, followed by Li Yao.
When they finally began eating, identical expressions of wonder bloomed across their faces. The moment the food touched their tongues, extraordinary flavors cascaded throughout their mouths—complex, harmonious notes impossible in ordinary cuisine. As they swallowed, the spirit food’s rich qi spread throughout their bodies, rejuvenating every cell and marginally enhancing their cultivation.
Even Xiang Yu, as he sampled his own creation, marveled at the sensation of qi briefly infusing his qi-less body before quickly dissipating as he didn’t have spiritual roots. Was this what cultivators experienced continuously? Many claimed cultivation brought pleasure exceeding even carnal delights, and he could now understand why. Still, this fleeting sensation paled in comparison to the mental tsunami of his system’s enlightenment doubling.
They devoured every morsel, leaving their plates spotlessly clean, unwilling to waste even a single grain of the precious spirit food.
As Xiang Yu and Li Yao cleaned the dishes afterward, the ancient empress spoke into the young woman’s mind.
[You’re quite lucky to have a spiritual chef as a senior brother. Now you can enjoy spirit meals every day,] she observed with rare appreciation. [Although his skill level remains modest for now, as he improves, it will become a tremendous advantage. Your breakthrough speed will surpass most cultivators.]
[Except for truly powerful immortals, few can consume spirit food twice daily,] she added thoughtfully.
Li Yao couldn’t suppress her smile. Her senior brother truly was the best. With his cooking accelerating her cultivation, she would grow stronger even faster—exactly what she needed to protect him from the dangers that would inevitably come seeking his newfound flame.
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After the hearty meal, everyone went their separate ways. Xiang Yu and Li Yao returned to their training, their movements energized by the qi-infused food they had consumed. The spiritual nourishment had restored their vitality and nearly doubled their stamina, allowing them to train with an intensity that surpassed even their morning session.
Steel clashed against steel as they sparred beneath the stars, their silhouettes illuminated by the moon’s gentle glow. Only when midnight arrived did they finally sheathe their weapons, exchanging respectful nods before retiring to their separate quarters.
In his simple dwelling, Xiang Yu reclined on his bed of leaves, summoning the familiar blue interface that had become his nightly ritual. The system screen materialized before him, its soft glow illuminating his contemplative features:
[Enlightenment: Low (50/1000) (+2/1000)]
[Battle Instinct: (20/100,000) (+4/100,000)]
[Spirit Flame: Abyssal Void Flame: 7th Grade (2/30,000)]
[Mountain Heart Sutra: Level 1 (1/1000)]
[Mountain Heart Scripture: 4th Layer (86/400) (+38/400)]
[Low-grade Iron Body Technique: Intermediate (200/300) (+100/300)]
[Basic Knife Technique: Completion (100/500) (+60/500)]
[Basic Sword Technique: Major Success (200/400)]
[Cook: 8th Grade (3/200) (+3/200)]
[Experience Points Doubled]
[Cook: 8th Grade (3/200) → 8th Grade (6/200)]
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