Chapter 104: Senior Sister, Please Be Self-Respecting! Tonight Really Won’t Do!

The sun set in the west, and the sunset glow was like fire.

In the backyard of Nuanxiang Pavilion, however, it was a few degrees more fiery than the sunset glow.

After coming out of the spiritual spring, Senior Sister Hongxiu was like a boneless beauty snake.

Even after changing into dry clothes.

That lingering allure seeping from her bones was still somewhat too much for people to handle.

"Junior Brother, your Pure Yang fire is becoming increasingly pure."

"Ahem, Senior Sister flatters me."

Gu Lan's old face blushed, and he quickly changed the subject, "Um… Since everyone is hungry, I will go prepare dinner right now."

He broke free from Hongxiu's entanglement as if running away, and dove straight into the simply constructed open-air kitchen.

If he stayed any longer, I'm afraid this wouldn't be eating dinner, but being "eaten" instead.

"Humph, coward."

Watching his flustered back, Hongxiu let out a tender laugh, turned around, and went back to the room to call the other two girls.

…

In the kitchen, Gu Lan looked at the pile of ingredients in front of him and took a deep breath.

"It is time to show my true skills."

His current cultivation was at Late Foundation Establishment, and he possessed a Heavenly Flame. Doing something like cooking should naturally be solved in the manner of a Cultivator.

"Rise!"

Gu Lan pointed his finger, and the huge black iron pot directly floated in mid-air.

With a puff, a cyan flame leaped at his fingertips—it was precisely the Green Lotus Core Flame, ranked near the top of the Heavenly Flame rankings.

Using a Heavenly Flame capable of burning mountains and boiling seas to stir-fry vegetables, if word got out, those Alchemists would probably scold him as a prodigal.

But Gu Lan did not care.

"Flame Control Technique emphasizes precision."

With a flick of his finger, the cyan flame instantly transformed into countless wisps, evenly wrapping around the bottom of the iron pot.

Sizzle—

Thin slices of top-grade Spirit Beast meat entered the pot, instantly erupting with an alluring fragrance.

"So fragrant!"

A green shadow darted over with a swish.

Lüluo blinked her big eyes, leaning against the stove, and her saliva was almost flowing down.

"Senior Brother Gu! What delicious thing are you making? I want to eat, I want to eat!"

Although this girl was a Cultivator at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment, her mentality was like that of an ungrown child, and she was an absolute foodie.

"Shoo, shoo, shoo, it's not cooked yet."

Gu Lan used his chopsticks to tap her extended little hand, "Did you wash your hands?"

"Washed them, washed them!"

Lüluo raised her hands high, looking aggrieved, "Senior Brother, you are biased. I saw Senior Sister Hongxiu in the spiritual spring just now… Hum-hum, you definitely let her 'eat' it!"

"Ahem-ahem-ahem!"

Gu Lan was almost choked to death by the cooking fumes, glared at her, and said, "You little kid, don't talk nonsense!"

Right at this moment, a cold and detached figure also walked over.

Lanyu was still wearing a light blue martial outfit, holding a long sword in her arms, looking quite cool.

But her gaze remained locked onto Gu Lan, her eyes hiding a trace of imperceptible gentleness and… grievance.

"You're back?"

She asked faintly, concise and to the point.

"Mhm, I'm back."

Gu Lan smiled at her, "Senior Sister Lanyu, has your swordsmanship improved recently? Shall we spar some other day?"

"Okay."

Lanyu nodded, the corners of her mouth slightly curving up into an almost invisible arc, "At that time, don't beg for mercy."

"Hehe, the current me is very strong."

As Gu Lan spoke, his hands and feet deftly flipped the wok and seasoned the food.

Before long, four dishes and one soup were freshly prepared.

Braised Chiyan Pork, Steamed Spirit Pine Chicken, Cold-Dressed Baicao Shreds, and a rich, milky-white nourishing spirit fish soup.

Complete in color, aroma, and taste, overflowing with Spiritual Qi.

…

In the courtyard of Nuanxiang Pavilion.

Moonlight spilled down, and a breeze gently blew.

"Come, Junior Brother, this cup of wine is to toast you!"

Hongxiu raised her wine cup, "Congratulations on displaying your Divine Might in Tianxiang Valley and spreading the mighty reputation of our Qingyun Sect."

"Bottoms up!"

Gu Lan heroically downed it in one gulp.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, I toast you too!"

Lüluo's mouth was stuffed with meat, and she vaguely raised her cup, "Congratulations Senior Brother… Mhm, the food you make is really delicious!"

"Eat slowly, no one is snatching it from you."

Gu Lan dotingly wiped the oil stain from the corner of her mouth.

Lanyu didn't speak, merely silently picking up a piece of the tenderest chicken for Gu Lan and placing it in his bowl.

After three rounds of wine and five courses of food.

The atmosphere gradually became somewhat subtle.

"Junior Brother…"

"I heard that in Tianxiang Valley, under the eyes of everyone, you and that Saintess, Hua Nongying… danced?"

"Not only did you dance, but you also hugged each other?"

This was a life-or-death question!

Gu Lan instantly sobered up by more than half, feeling the hairs on his back stand on end.

Sure enough, this meal wasn't so easy to eat!

"Um… That was a spar! A proper spar!"

Gu Lan explained righteously, "She wanted to use her charm arts to disrupt my Dao Heart, and I did that to resist her charm arts out of absolute necessity!"

"Is that so?"

Hongxiu looked at him with a half-smile.

Lüluo, who was gnawing on a chicken leg nearby, also stopped her movements and pricked up her ears to listen.

Even Lanyu, who had been pretending not to care, tightened her grip on her chopsticks by a fraction.

"This…"

Cold sweat continuously dripped down Gu Lan's forehead.

If he didn't answer well, he was afraid he'd bleed on the spot tonight.

"Pfft."

Hongxiu was amused by him and gave him a coquettish slap.

"Consider you sensible."

"Senior Sister, this… it's not very convenient today, right?"

"Cut the crap!"

Hongxiu didn't buy this act at all, directly grabbing his wrist and probing his Qi.