What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

"What did he just say?"

After a brief silence, the square in the inner courtyard of the Qi family suddenly erupted into a deafening roar of laughter that seemed to lift the roof off.

A martial artist from out of town pointed at Liu Bo, who was standing in the center of the square, and laughed so hard he bent over, tears welling up in his eyes.

"My God, did I hear that right?"

"This guy said that the food in that tattered plastic box is made by Moonshadow Flying Fish?!"

"Hahaha! Is this guy crazy?!"

A burly man next to him slapped his thigh, laughing so hard that his fat jiggled and he spat out saliva.

"That shabby box? The food bowl I use to bring my grandma meals when I go back to the village is a hundred times better than this!"

"You're not my real grandma? My dog's food bowl is better than that!"

"Does he think he's here delivering takeout?"

"Shall we share a meal?"

Then someone started shouting and making a scene, their face full of sarcasm.

A slightly older-looking martial artist shook his head and shouted in Liu Bo's direction.

"Brother, take my advice!"

"While Young Master Qi and the Qi family head haven't decided to kill yet, you'd better quickly put away that broken box and run! You still have time!"

"The water at Haixin Rock is too deep; don't risk your life here!"

Xu Weizeng, the master chef whom the Qi family had hired at great expense, was so happy that even his beady green eyes disappeared from his smile.

"Blind me? You think you can?"

Xu Weizeng abruptly stopped laughing, his face darkened, and he took a heavy step forward, adopting the air of a culinary master, his tone full of arrogance and disdain.

"Kid, do you even know what cooking is? Do you understand how precious the Moon Shadow Flying Fish is?"

Xu Weizeng put his hands behind his back and spoke in a loud voice that echoed throughout the square.

"The requirements for cooking Moonshadow Flying Fish are extremely strict. Once the dish is removed from the tempering of the spiritual fire, it must be consumed within five minutes of being taken out of the pot to ensure that the energy contained within it does not dissipate!"

"That tattered box you're holding has gaps so big even the wind can get in. Even if it really contained flying fish, the Yuan energy would have leaked out completely through that plastic bag long ago!"

Xu Weizeng held up two fingers, continuing to show off his expertise.

"Furthermore, the Moonshadow Flying Fish lives amidst malevolent energy year-round. Although this energy can be transformed, it still requires a gentle simmer over a low flame with thirty-six kinds of spices possessing strong yang attributes, for a full two hours before it can be consumed!"

"You've been wandering around the streets with that tattered box for ages. Does it have some kind of built-in heating array inside?"

As soon as Xu Weizeng presented his highly professional reasoning, the martial artists in the square nodded in agreement.

A hint of respect appeared in his gaze as he looked at Xu Weizeng, but when he looked at Liu Bo, his disdain deepened.

Facing the deafening roar of laughter from the audience, Qi Min, standing on the high platform, gave a cold laugh.

He crossed his arms and looked at Liu Bo as if he were looking at a dead man.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of martial artists flashed into view, forming an encirclement that surrounded Liu Bo and his group.

"You said this dish was made by Moonshadow Flying Fish, okay. Open it."

Qi Min said in a cold voice.

"If not, you won't leave this square alive today!"

Liu Bo acted as if he hadn't heard Qi Min's threat.

"Foolish man."

Liu Bo sighed, pursed his lips, picked at his ear, and rolled his eyes at Xu Weizeng.

"Look at you country bumpkins who've never seen the world."

Liu Bo chuckled, flicked his wrist, and placed the simple food box directly on the stone table next to him.

"Feel the terror emanating from the shop owner!!"

With a "snap," the translucent, cheap plastic lid was lifted.

"Whoosh—"

The moment the lid was lifted, a visible icy blue mist shot out directly from the plastic box!

The mist carried a refreshing and pure scent that instantly masked the unpleasant fishy smell of the Qi family courtyard.

Liu Bo reached into the box and took out a white disposable plastic disc.

On the plate, a plate of [Moon Shadow Fish Sashimi] lay quietly.

The fish meat was sliced ​​into paper-thin pieces and layered on the bottom of the plate.

Each piece of fish is crystal clear and shines like jade.

Inside the fish meat, there was even a faint silvery-white shimmer that seemed to flow slowly like blood.

A surge of energy, so dense it was almost tangible, rippled outwards like waves.

The laughter that filled the square abruptly stopped.

All eyes were fixed on the cheap plastic plate in Liu Bo's hand, their eyes practically bulging out.

Holy crap!

A martial artist in the front row suddenly pushed forward a step and gasped.

"Look...it seems to be true! That energy fluctuation is purer than any elixir I've ever taken!"

"What a waste! What an absolute waste!"

Another elderly rogue cultivator beat his chest and stamped his feet, pointing at Liu Bo with a pained expression.

"He actually... he actually used a disposable plastic plate to hold such a precious Moonshadow Flying Fish! And the plate even had rough edges!"

"My God, look at the texture of that fish meat!"

"A single cut didn't even damage the original veins of the fish meat; what level of divine knife skill is that?!"

"Just one breath of that cool air and the bottleneck I'd been stuck on for three years loosened! This is absolutely amazing!"

Exclamations rose and fell, one after another.

On the high platform, Qi Min's cold smile froze completely, as if she had been slapped hard in the face, her features contorted together.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he gripped the wooden railing in front of him so tightly that he scratched several deep finger marks into the hard rosewood.

"What...what is this thing?!"

Qi Min screamed in surprise and turned to look at his father.

Even Qi Huan, the head of the Qi family, could no longer maintain his composed demeanor.

He suddenly leaned forward, his eyes flashing with greed and shock as he stared intently at the plate of sashimi. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

"How can there be such pure elemental energy? Without a single impurity?"

Qi Huan muttered to himself, then suddenly turned his head, grabbed Xu Weizeng's sleeve, and asked urgently.

"Master Xu! Is this for real? Is that really Moon Shadow Flying Fish on his plate?!"

At that moment, Xu Weizeng was frozen in place, as if he had been electrocuted.

His small eyes were now wide open, bigger than a bull's eyes, his fat face was twitching wildly, and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead like a waterfall.

He stared intently at the sashimi in Liu Bo's hand, his breathing becoming heavy and labored.

"This is impossible!!!"

Xu Weizeng suddenly let out a hysterical scream, his huge body staggering backward, almost landing hard on his backside.

Over the years, he has devoted himself to studying the recipe for Moon Shadow Flying Fish day and night, scouring all the ancient cookbooks and recipes, and ruining countless pots and pans.

He thought he was the person who knew the characteristics of the Moonshadow Flying Fish best in the world! And what was the result?

The person in front of me actually produced a plate of sashimi?!

Raw fish slices?!

How is that possible?!

"Absolutely not! The last thing you could do with this fish is make sashimi!"

Xu Weizeng waved his arms like a madman and roared at the audience.

"The Moonshadow Flying Fish absorbs the malevolent energy of the seabed year-round. Although it transforms this energy into elemental power within its body, its flesh still retains a violent, high-pressure atmosphere!"

"Without undergoing thorough destruction and reorganization by intense heat and high temperatures, cutting it open raw would cause the elemental energy to explode instantly! This defies common sense and logic!"

Xu Weizeng, his eyes bloodshot, pointed at Liu Bo and roared hoarsely.

"It must be fake!! A smokescreen!"

"You definitely used some other kind of fish, I don't know what species, to disguise it!"

Looking at the chubby chef on the platform who had already lost his composure, Liu Bo, holding a plastic plate, let out a disdainful sneer.

"Tsk tsk tsk, all that's left after cremation is a mouth."

Liu Bo curled his lip, his face full of mockery.

"Just because you're incompetent and can't do it yourself, you accuse others of being fake?"

Liu Bo raised his head, looked directly at Qi Huan and his son Qi Min on the high platform, and shouted loudly.

"Hey! You two upstairs! That fat guy just said that the fish your Qi family makes can at most provide a Flying Heaven Realm martial artist with a year's worth of cultivation, right?"

Xu Weizeng leaned on the railing, gritting his teeth and shouting.

"That's right! It's equivalent to a year of arduous training in the Flying Celestial Realm; this is already the pinnacle of culinary arts!"

"That's so weak!"

Liu Bo shouted, interrupting Xu Weizeng.

He suddenly raised the cheap plastic plate in his hand, showing everyone the crystal-clear fish meat.

"A year of arduous training and you dare to show off? Coincidentally, my current cultivation level is just right—the Flying Heaven Realm!"

Liu Bo grinned, revealing an extremely arrogant smile, and used his other hand to pull out a pair of cheap disposable bamboo chopsticks that had been broken open from his pocket.

"Today, I'll take pity on you and give you a little stab in the butt—"

"Open your eyes!"

Liu Bo laughed loudly as he steadily picked up a piece of fish meat emitting an icy blue mist with his bamboo chopsticks.

As soon as he finished speaking, under the shocked, confused, and incredulous gazes of hundreds of people in the audience...

Liu Bo tilted his head back and threw the piece of Moon Shadow Fish sashimi directly into his mouth. Without even chewing, he swallowed it down with a gulp!