Feeling restless and agitated, I walked alone across the fortress of the Tianjian Sect. Although there were hundreds of disciples from the Baijian Sect on the deck, I wasn’t particularly close with any of them. To make matters worse, I had actual grudges with a few, which made the situation quite frustrating.
With nothing to do and feeling rather stifled, how could I soothe my melancholy? The only way was through a gluttonous feast. I simply staked out a patch of territory, set up my cooking gear, and began to heat the oil and stir-fry. It was a fluid, seamless performance. Almost instantly, I left those cultivators bewildered. They were cultivators who lived on "Bigu" pills; who would ever waste time cooking like a common mortal? Yet, the aroma of my food was undeniably excellent—even I felt my skills had improved since the old days.
Once the meal was ready, I laid it out on a table, set up a rocking chair, and sat there eating my dishes in blissful leisure. Gazing at the beautiful scenery and feeling the sea breeze, it was an experience all its own.
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