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Chapter 12 - Chapter 12: Seniors has such high requirements for kitchen knives?

Picking up the washed and cleaned green beans, Qingshan Laozu tremblingly prepared to cut them with his hand, but the hand holding the knife was also shaking uncontrollably.

After all, it was his first time encountering something of this level, and he was so nervous that he couldn't even cut the beans properly in half the time it took for an incense stick to burn.

"This kitchen knife doesn't seem to be very good. It seems that it's about time to replace it," Yi Feng said, noticing the situation. He had already been thinking about it for a while. This kitchen knife was one he had made shortly after he started forging. Although it was still relatively sharp, he felt that it wasn't very easy to use.

Hearing this, Qingshan Laozu shuddered. He was amazed that a senior could have such high standards for a kitchen knife.

Does he expect such a high level of performance from a kitchen knife for cutting vegetables?

This kitchen knife that wasn't very easy to use was something he, Qingshan Laozu, had been dreaming of but couldn't get his hands on. In the eyes of this senior, it wasn't even good enough for cutting vegetables.

"Senior, you are too humble. How could a knife like this not be easy to use?" remarked Qing Shan, to which Yi Feng sighed.

It appeared that Qing Shan's family was very poor, to the point where they couldn't even afford a decent kitchen knife.

After a while, Yi Feng managed to cook three dishes and a soup with little effort, placing them on the table.

As soon as they tasted the food, Qing Shan and Luo Lanxue's eyes lit up with amazement. They had never tasted anything so delicious before!

Observing their reactions, Yi Feng smiled with confidence in his culinary skills.

Although he was a lazy person, he had no choice but to improve his skills because the taste of the food in this world was not good. Even when he occasionally ate beef noodles from across the street, Yi Feng had to teach them how to cook them properly.

After they had eaten their fill, Yi Feng and his companions went to the back room.

The wild dog that Yi Feng had knocked out was slowly regaining consciousness.

"Ow, it hurts."

"You damn mortal, wait until I recover, I will kill you!" The dog howled in his heart, full of hatred for Yi Feng. Not only was he a member of the Heaven Devouring demon Wolf Clan, but he was also the son of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor. Yet he had fallen into the hands of a mortal. This was a great shame for him.

He was extremely angry!

"If it weren't for me, Ao Qing, leaving the tribe and getting severely injured by wicked people, rendering me incapable of using my cultivation, this would never have happened," he muttered to himself.

His heart burned with anger and hatred towards those who had caused him harm. "I'll tear them apart if I ever find them!" he exclaimed.

Suddenly, the wild dog's eyes opened wide. A blinding array of light shot towards him, making it difficult to see anything. The rays of light were like swords and sabers raining down upon him, making him feel as if he was in the middle of a battlefield.

When he forced his eyes open, he found countless weapons scattered around him.

"These weapons..."

Ao Qing was shocked, gaping with his protruding mouth. These weapons were all at least holy artifacts!

Heavens!

Doggy started to question the meaning of life. Even as the son of the Devouring Sky Demon Emperor, he had never seen so many holy artifacts above the level of spiritual artifacts!

Even his old man would likely never have seen so many weapons in one place. What was even more surprising was that these weapons were scattered around haphazardly like trash. Who could have possibly accumulated such a vast collection?

"Wait a minute."

Ao Qing seemed to have noticed something. All the weapons scattered on the ground were defective products.

"Oh, my god."

Ao Qing was left even more stunned and couldn't calm his racing thoughts for a long time. If these weapons were only defective products, then what would the finished products look like? The fact that all these weapons possessed spirituality was already incredible. It was important to note that the skill required to turn a finished product into a spiritual artifact was vastly different from that of making only defective products. Who knew what kind of master blacksmith could make even the defective products possess such extraordinary quality?

It's simply terrifying!

"Who on earth is that person?"

"And where is this place?"

Ao Qing propped up his body with the little strength he had regained from being unconscious and walked outside, exploring carefully.

But accidentally, he stepped into the front hall.

The moment he walked into the front hall, he felt the sky overturning, A powerful pressure descended upon him. Then the portraits on both sides of the wall shone brilliantly, and the eighteen kinds of weapons in the paintings turned into form and shot towards him.

"Roar!"

Ao Qing roared, feeling his legs go weak, and without thinking, he ran away.

What kind of terrifying thing was hidden in that hall? He had been scared to death just now. What kind of place is this?

He ran in panic in another direction and stepped in carefully.

"Whew!"

He let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was no terrifying thing there.

But there was someone!

And that mortal was also there.

Ao Qing's eyes were suddenly filled with haterade, and he arched his body, ready to rush over and tear apart the damn mortal.

Wait a minute.

At the critical moment, Ao Qing stopped. The person who was having a meal with the mortal was...