Hahahaha——
Late at night, a burst of laughter erupted from the dining room.
Ma Jingtian was laughing so hard that the corners of his mouth twitched.
"You say you cooked Spiritual Food? Don't joke with me, little girl, you can't even reach the stove, yet you want to cook Spiritual Food? You must know crafting a dish of Spiritual Food is even harder than Alchemy."
Ma Jingtian mocked Xin Lin with a mischievous look.
"If you can do it, then go ahead."
Xin Lin pouted her lips.
"I dare not. Spiritual Food, even the simplest dish, is worth a fortune. Ordinary Spiritual Practitioners can't handle it; it's feared that only Great Spirit Masters could cook it. In Longteng, only the Imperial Palace and some Imperial relatives have specialized personnel responsible. The utensils used in cooking Spiritual Food are also very particular; of course, you would fail using an iron pot."
Ma Jingtian had once tasted Spiritual Food.
