The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 443 A Gathering of Past Events

"After that, Wei Ran and Cangyin Zhiying were driven away."

"The nightmare did not disappear, but instead intensified in the village until Wei Ran and the Silver Nightingale returned."

At this point, Song Lichuan paused slightly, "The nightmare was eliminated, but everyone thought Wei Ran's death was deserved."

"The Silver Nightingale was in great pain, so she used her abilities to alter everyone's memories and create a completely new legend."

"A legend belonging to the hero of light."

“But…” Song Lichuan paused for a moment, “its power was ineffective against my ancestors.”

"Because he was filled with gratitude for the Silver Nightingale's life-saving grace, he refused to believe that the Silver Nightingale was evil. In the end, the false memories could not cover up the original memories, and he became the only one who knew the truth."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

Legend has it that the power of these beings is so great that someone could actually render their power ineffective through sheer willpower.

Song Lichuan's ancestor was also a remarkable person.

"And then?" Qin Lang couldn't help but ask.

“Then…” Song Lichuan paused slightly, “My ancestor knew the truth, but he also knew that others’ memories had been altered as a result of the power of the Silver Oriole. So he found the Silver Oriole, hoping to do something for it.”

"The Silver Oriole was moved by his feelings, but she did not make any demands on my ancestor. She only asked my ancestor not to reveal the truth and gave him a talisman."

"Whenever danger arises, our ancestors can use the amulet to ask the Silver Oriole for help once, and she will do her best to come." As he said this, Song Lichuan took out the amulet from his pocket.

The shimmering light on the amulet had already dissipated.

The amulet had lost its effectiveness after he summoned the Silver Oriole.

"After that, the Silver Nightingale left completely."

"The original intention of the Silver Oriole may have been to hope that it could help its ancestors when they encountered danger while traveling abroad."

"However, our ancestors had their own understanding of the words of the Silver Oriole." At this point, Song Lichuan laughed.

“He knew that even the Silver Oriole could not destroy the original oath fragments that were corrupted by the power of nightmares; it could only seal them away. So one day in the future, the power of nightmares might make a comeback.”

"After all... the existence of the seal means it is destined to be broken."

“On that day, Lanqiu City may still need the power of the Azure Silver Nightingale.” Song Lichuan paused for a moment.

"Perhaps it will take an incredibly long time, but as long as his descendants continue to carry on the tradition, that day will eventually come."

"From that day on, Lanqiu City had the Guardian Bird Clan who silently protected everything."

"We know the whole truth, yet we tacitly guard its secret, passing down the talisman from generation to generation, just to wait for the nightmare to return, until the moment to call upon the Silver Nightingale."

Hearing Song Lichuan's words, everyone was deeply shocked.

From ancient times to the present, generation after generation has persevered, waiting only to summon the Silver Nightingale back when the nightmare strikes again.

The kindness of the Silver Nightingale has become a responsibility they bear.

Ultimately, all the past reunites in the present, becoming the power to finally and completely destroy the nightmare monster.

In an instant, everyone looked at Song Lichuan with even greater respect.

"Don't look at me like that." Noticing the change in everyone's gaze, Song Lichuan shook his head. "I'm not as great as you think."

“In each generation, we will select the most reliable descendant from among our younger generation to be the successor of the Guardian Bird Clan.”

"And this tradition ended with my generation."

Song Lichuan's expression became more complicated. "I am a selfish man. I don't want my children to be bound to this corner of the world forever by some vague responsibility." "So I didn't tell them anything about the Silver Oriole. I hope that the mission of the Guardian Oriole Clan will end with my generation. I hope that from now on, the children of the Song family can soar freely like orioles."

“But who could have imagined…” Song Lichuan sighed, “that I would happen to be the one to witness the resurgence of the nightmare power.”

"Perhaps, this is fate."

After hearing this, everyone fell even more silent.

Song Lichuan is the last member of the Shouying clan.

If the power of nightmares erupts after his death, no one will be able to summon the Silver Nightingale, and countless lives will be lost.

Should we blame him?
He only wanted to prevent his children from being burdened, hoping they would no longer have to bear a mission that did not belong to their race.

Everything ultimately comes down to a sigh.

All I can say is that it's all fate.

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Song Lichuan shook his head gently. "Now that the mission is over, I don't need to stay in this small place anymore."

"The truth of the legend has been known to everyone. From now on, the mission of the Guardian Nightingale Clan is completely over."

"It's time for this old man to leave Lanqiu City, go find his children, travel around, and enjoy his retirement."

As he spoke, Song Lichuan looked at Qin Lang and said, "You mentioned to me that you wanted me to try your cooking again."

"This will be the last thing I do in Rancho."

"So, are you ready?"

"I'm ready!" Qin Lang took a deep breath. "Over the past two days, I've made improvements to all the dishes I prepared before, based on the questions you raised. Now, please enjoy them again!"

"Okay!" Song Lichuan nodded slightly, then suddenly thought of something, "Then how do you plan to improve the boiled cabbage soup?"

"Uh..." Qin Lang's expression froze upon hearing this.

Previously, Song Lichuan commented on Qin Lang's boiled cabbage in clear broth, saying that the soup was delicious enough, but the cabbage, as the main dish, was overshadowed by the soup, which was a failure to distinguish between the main and secondary ingredients.

Qin Lang wholeheartedly agreed and spent the past two days searching for every type of cabbage he could find to try them out.

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The savory flavor of premium chicken infuses a bowl of clear broth in a way that ordinary cabbage simply cannot achieve.

Qin Lang, however, had no way of obtaining the rare and precious cabbage.

Ultimately, he could only come up with an improvement that wasn't really an improvement.

That means we don't use premium chicken.

As long as all the ingredients are common ones, it's easy to choose the right cabbage as the soul of this boiled cabbage soup.

However, while this makes the dishes perfectly harmonious, the soup's deliciousness inevitably diminishes.

Meeting Song Lichuan's gaze, Qin Lang gave an awkward smile and laid out his thoughts.

After listening, Song Lichuan nodded as expected.

Immediately afterwards, he turned and walked to the freezer, took out a cabbage that was still shivering, and handed it to Qin Lang, saying, "Use this."

Looking at the cabbage that looked like it was carved from jade, with a fragrant aroma that could be smelled from afar, Qin Lang couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"A rare and exquisite cabbage?!"

(End of this chapter)