In Douluo Continent, I saved Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning.

At this point, Flanders realized his mistake.

They also sobered up from their previous greed.

For a time, I even became anxious and insecure.

Most importantly, he was afraid Lin Yan would dislike him. If that happened, he would be in deep trouble.

He was careless... Even someone as shrewd as him acted like a fool when it came to matters of his own strength. Now, all he could do was offer a wry smile.

Fortunately.

Before long, he saw the beautiful girl return.

“duang”

Zhu Zhuqing casually placed a water bottle on the table.

After that, he didn't say a word and turned to leave.

Flander was taken aback, then his eyes lit up.

The transparent water jug ​​on the table was filled with holy water.

This pot of water must weigh at least twenty kilograms!

It's dry!

Flander steeled his resolve, ignoring the predatory gaze of the giant black dog, and drank cup after cup.

He remembered a saying that went something like this: as long as you're not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

At that moment, Flander felt that what he said made absolutely perfect sense.

Half-sound.

Zhu Zhuqing is back.

Flander was leaning back in the wicker chair, rubbing his round belly with both hands.

Needless to say, he was in a great mood. After all, the problem that had troubled him for years had been solved.

Before long, he will be able to break through the bottleneck that has plagued him for many years and reach the cultivation level of a Soul Saint at level 79.

Flander even had a premonition that the barrier to his level 80 had become extremely weak. With just a gentle poke, the membrane would break.

"You are cruel!"

Zhu Zhuqing parted her lips slightly and uttered these two words softly.

You should know that the water bottle is now completely empty.

It's easy to imagine what Flanders did.

"Excuse me, but where does this water come from?"

Flanders asked in a low voice, somewhat curious.

In fact, he didn't think he could get an answer from Zhu Zhuqing.

It was just something I said offhand.

But the result was completely unexpected for Flander.

Zhu Zhuqing made no attempt to hide anything from this, instead saying with an expression of admiration, "Of course, the water was extracted by the teacher. By the way, the container used to extract the divine water is called a water purifier."

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"A water purifier! It can actually purify water into water that increases soul power! This is amazing! A divine artifact..."

Flanders was shocked.

He had assumed that such divine water was not a gift from the gods, but the conditions for its creation were extremely demanding.

However, the result was somewhat beyond my expectations.

Judging from the little girl's words, it seemed that this divine water could be regenerated, and in great quantities...

Unexpectedly, what he cherished as a treasure was worthless in the eyes of 'that person'.

Flander suddenly felt a little tired.

He reached out and touched his tangled hair.

Then look at your skin, which has turned black from being roasted.

For no apparent reason, Flanders thought of a sentence.

I became darker, and I also became stronger.

However, in Flander's mind, everything he experienced today was absolutely the greatest opportunity of his life.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Then, Lin Yan returned and placed a steaming stone pot on the table.

"Come and try my stone pot grilled fish."

Lin Yan greeted him with a smile.

"Stone pot grilled fish?"

Zhu Zhuqing licked her lips, full of anticipation.

But Flanders was somewhat dismissive.

What grilled fish? No matter how strong it is, it's just the meat of a soul beast. Can it increase one's cultivation level?

Can it remove hidden injuries?

Can it cleanse the soul?

It's simply incomparable to the divine water.

However, since Lin Yan was so hospitable, he naturally had to eat some as a symbolic gesture.

However, none of this escaped Big Black's eyes. It couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Flander, you've narrowed your horizons! My master drinks such magical water, and his cooking is so..."

Difference?"

Chapter Twelve: This day was awful!

Over the past thousand years, Lin Yan has received systematic training and is now a master chef.

With countless recipes memorized, cooking becomes a breeze.

It's no exaggeration to say that Lin Yan's culinary skills are now a hundred times better than those of so-called five-star chefs.

"Please sit down, you're in for a treat."

Lin Yan smiled and said.

The meat of this flying fish, after his processing and cooking, is considered to be delicious and tasty.

"Will it really taste good?"

Flander was somewhat suspicious. As a Soul Saint, he had tasted many delicacies. This was the first time he had ever experienced being served a meal with the pot on it.

However, after looking at it for a long time, Flander still couldn't figure out what was so special about the stone pot.

Aside from curiosity, he didn't have much expectation. Soul beast meat was nothing new to him, so how delicious could it be?

"Hmph, Dean Flander, I hope you don't bite your tongue."

To be honest, Flander's words made Zhu Zhuqing unhappy.

You should know that Lin Yan is now no different from a god in his heart.

Besides, she knew Lin Yan was a good cook. How could she tolerate being offended?

Given her personality, she certainly wouldn't give Flander a friendly look.

Lin Yan smiled but didn't say anything.

Although Soul Masters are highly skilled, the food they eat in this world is just so-so.

He was 100% confident he could show Flander what true delight was!

Lift the lid. You'll see the water bubbling.

This is the effect of the stone pot keeping the food warm.

Immediately following was a rich, fresh aroma that wafted out, instantly filling the courtyard.

A careful sniff, a slow and deliberate inhalation, and the craving is quickly aroused.

"It smells so good!" Flander exclaimed, his eyes fixed intently on the stone pot.

Gudong.

Zhu Zhuqing involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Although she tried her best to restrain herself, the aroma of the food was so strong that it seemed to permeate her very soul with the slightest movement of her nose.

Even if you hold your breath, these aromas will still rush into your nose like naughty children, teasing your taste buds.

Not to mention that fish have a special attraction for cats.

It smells so good!

"Cuckoo-"

A series of clear sounds came from Flander's abdomen, one after the other.

However, he was incredibly thick-skinned, and also felt a bit ashamed!

He had already reached the Soul Saint level, and his requirements for food had long since decreased.

Over the years, I've almost forgotten what hunger feels like, let alone a rumbling stomach.

That's so embarrassing.

He cried out in his heart, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.

At this moment.

His initial disdain had long since vanished.