Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Hu Tao chuckled, “What you might not know is that every disciple from the Beigu Institute is extremely talented. Each of them excels in a particular field, much like a Spiritual Meal Master who can cook delicacies others cannot. When you become a true Spiritual Meal Master, you’ll also receive such treatment!”

As she snacked, Hu Tao cast a sideways glance at Yang Zhen, “So, are you envious of this level of attention?”

Yang Zhen scoffed, “Are you kidding me? As the Food Deity, why would I need to be envious of them? Actually, I’m quite remarkable myself. When I show off, even I get scared of myself!”

Hu Tao laughed heartily, playfully pushing Yang Zhen, “Go ahead, keep bragging. Today’s grand occasion is the Palace Master’s birthday. Even if your spiritual meal is delicious, it won’t get nearly as much attention as a piece of writing, a poem, or even a painting. As long as it’s favored by the Palace Master, it will be the talk of the town.”

Yang Zhen paused, “Then doesn’t that mean the hard work we put into our creation will be in vain?”

“Cast pearls before swine?” Hu Tao paused, laughing, “Well put. But don’t overthink it. If your hot pot is well-received, wouldn’t the Palace Master reward you generously out of joy?”

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen shook his head, “As the food deity, I’m not really concerned about rewards, I just aim to enjoy what I do. If I’m in a good mood, I could even make them a pot of stinky tofu that will take them to cloud nine!”

Hu Tao’s expression changed, she urgently chimed in, “Don’t even think about it! How can anyone eat spoiled tofu?”

Yang Zhen was momentarily taken aback, then he grinned, “Would you like to make a bet? I bet they’ll love the stinky tofu I make.”

“No way, no bet. If you dare to do such a thing, don’t blame me for not being polite!” Hu Tao glared at him and said, “As a practitioner at the Void Cultivation Stage, acting so recklessly is courting death! There are numerous practitioners in the Tribulation Crossing Stage here. If you dare to make stinky tofu, I’ll…!’!! tie you up, hide you in a remote place, make you cook hot pot every day, and worst-case scenario, I’ll sacrifice myself and be your partner.”

“Stop right there!” Yang Zhen quickly reassured her, blanching, “I absolutely won’t make stinky tofu! I’d rather die!”

Hu Tao kicked Yang Zhen’s leg, “Why are you being so boring? Don’t you show interest in me at all?”

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, and spoke seriously, “Buddha bless, I’m being honest with you, the cultivation method I practice requires me to stay a virgin.”

Hu Tao was astonished, “There’s such a cultivation method?”

Yang Zhen nodded solemnly.

Hu Tao muttered to herself, “But who can tell if a man is a virgin or not? Even if he has a partner, it’s not like anyone could identify his virginity.”

Yang Zhen froze, suddenly feeling like he had been swindled.

Damn it, she was right! Who could tell if a man was a virgin or not?

TV dramas had lied all along!

At that time, the group from the Beigu Institute slowly descended and took their seats in front of Ink Pool Peak. One of the young men, dressed in a feathered hat and fan, came to the front of the group at Ink Pool Peak. After paying his respects, he turned to Hua Youyue and said, “Flower Spirit Girl, we meet again!”

Hua Youyue glanced at him nonchalantly, greeting him with a nod before turning her attention elsewhere. However, her gaze soon landed on Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen was startled, looking at the young man’s back, for some reason he found it irritating, as if something was off.

Too arrogant, too full of it, more pretentious than him. How could he tolerate it?

Noticing Yang Zhen’s gaze, Hu Tao weirdly looked at him, “What’s up with you?”

Yang Zhen pointed at the young man in front, “Dammit, why do I find him so annoying?”

Hu Tao quickly pulled Yang Zhen’s hand back, “Are you asking for death? Do you know who that is?”

Yang Zhen asked curiously, “Who is he, from a wealthy family? Is he a mine owner?”

“I don’t care if his family owns mines. But he dares to stand in my line of sight and block me from seeing the lady, that’s asking for a beating.”

Hu Tao gasped, “You’d better behave yourself. That’s Ning Wuque, a new disciple of the Beigu Institute. He has reputedly outstanding talent, and at his young age, he has already attracted nineteen literary illuminations, making him a prodigious talent who has a promising future. Moreover, his cultivation surpasses even that of Sister Ding from Spiritual Studies Palace. He has set foot in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.”

Yang Zhen grimaced, looking at Ning Wuque, “Another genius?”

Hu Tao nodded, then suddenly bulged her eyes, looking incredulously in Ning Wuque’s direction, or more precisely, at Hua Youyue!

The numerous people around all drew a sharp breath, whispering among each other with faces full of surprise and disbelief.

Under all of those eyes, Hua Youyue actually stood up, under all those flickering gazes, she took leisurely steps towards Yang Zhen’s direction.

For a moment, the thousand eyes at the scene all turned to Yang Zhen, when they saw Yang Zhen was dressed only as a chef, they were all taken aback, unable to believe.

Yang Zhen had a smile on his face while watching Hua Youyue. Suddenly, Sao Saint pulled his head from under his wing on Hua Youyue’s shoulder, looking at Ning Wuque, he said, “Moron!”

“You!” Ning Wuque’s faint smile instantly turned into a face like he had swallowed a turd, he looked at Sao Saint in anger, but couldn’t get angry with a chicken, he trembled with anger and even managed to break a feather on his fan.

Yang Zhen roared with laughter, feeling extremely cheered, not expecting Sao Saint to sass at such an opportune moment.

Damn it, did you dare to greet Sao Saint’s woman?

As everyone was shocked, Hua Youyue stepped past everyone to come to Yang Zhen’s side. She opened her mouth lightly and said slowly, “Yang Dingtian, I heard the spicy hot pot is delicacy of the mortal world, may I have the pleasure of trying it?”

Yang Zhen was stunned, seeing the amused look in Hua Youyue’s eyes, he laughed loudly:” Lady Flower Spirit, Huang Zhen feels greatly honored to have the opportunity to invite you, such a heavenly beauty, to savor the spicy hot pot!”

“Uh…How come lady Flower Spirit knows a chef so well?”

“Can anyone tell me who this chef is, and what is this spicy hot pot, that even manages to pique the interest of Lady Flower Spirit?”

“What is the spicy hot pot? I can do spicy soup, I wonder if lady Flower Spirit would like to try.”

“My dear, you are so beautiful.”

“Uh…yes, I think so too.”

“So, please don’t get too ahead of yourself, okay?”

“You!”

All looked on in disbelief at the incredulous scene in front of them. Even Hu Tao was wide-eyed, with a strange look on her face. She mumbled to herself, “Spicy hot pot is so popular that even such ethereal beauty like lady Flower Spirit is interested?”

Sao Saint on Hua Youyue’s shoulder stretched out his wings, looking down at Yang Zhen with a disdainful expression, “Show-off!”

Yang Zhen slapped him away, cursed, “Damn it, even you dare to scold the Sao Saint, believe it or not Sao Saint can turn you into Orleans flavor?”

“No, no, bad taste!” Sao Saint squawked in alarm, jumped to the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ning Wuque’s face darkened as he watched Yang Zhen, he turned to Mo Xueling beside him and asked, “Does sister Mo know this man?”

Mo Xueling nodded and said, “Of course.”

Ning Wuque’s eyes lit up and asked, “May I ask who this person is, what is his background, that he can dress like this, and is so familiar with lady Flower Spirit?”

Mo Xueling replied to Ning Wuque mysteriously, “This man is no ordinary man…”

“I’m all ears!”

“He is…” Mo Xueling took a deep breath, “The head chef of the Spiritual Studies Palace!”

“You!”

“Hee hee hee hee??? “