1305 Open the Jar of the Best Yellow Spring Helplessness Wine (1/2)
It was a sweet and sour flavor that could gladden the heart and refresh the mind. Yellow Spring Great Sage immediately succumbed to it. He couldn't remember when was the last time he had savored something like this. It was like a flavor that came bursting out from the depths of his memory. The warm sauce that flowed between his teeth and tongue put a blurry look in his eyes. His muscles were quivering, and he felt intoxicated, a feeling that he had felt once when he held the Nine-leaf Yellow Spring Grass for the first time.
”This… This is delicious!”
Yellow Spring Great Sage never thought that there would be such a delicious dish. 'No wonder that mangy dog has become so fat! If I can eat such delicacies every day, I'm willing to gain ten kilograms and be fatter!'
He grabbed the chopsticks and wanted to pick up another piece of meat. However, he saw that the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs Bu Fang said was an opening promotion was already gone. He had only eaten one rib, and the other two had ended up in Nether King Er Ha's mouth.
The guy sat across the table with crossed legs, and he was holding a spicy strip in one hand while chewing the delicious Sweet 'n' Sour Rib with narrowed eyes and a satisfied look.
At this moment, Yellow Spring Great Sage wished he could kill the fellow with a slap. He stuck out his tongue and licked the sauce from his lips as his eyes gleamed with killing intent.
That gave Nether King Er Ha a pause, and he opened his eyes in bewilderment.
Suddenly, Yellow Spring Great Sage turned his head and rested his eyes on Lord Dog, who was eating nonstop from a plate. He felt envious at the thought of the plate full of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs in front of the dog, and at the sight of the fat dog eating with sauce spitting everywhere. Perhaps this was the so-called winner in life.
Bu Fang wiped his hands and glanced at Yellow Spring Great Sage. When he saw the latter's envious eyes, he twitched the corner of his mouth, cleared his throat, and pointed a finger at the small wooden plaque hanging near the door. The menu of the restaurant was written on the plaque.
He didn't write too many dishes for this Earth Prison branch. However, he added a clause that the customers could bring their own ingredients. It meant that this little restaurant focused on specialty dishes, and as long as customers brought their own ingredients, he would cook for them.
Yellow Spring Great Sage's eyes lit up instantly. ”Well, bring me ten plates of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs first!” He grinned like a fool, revealing his white teeth.
”Hmm… You can't order Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs anymore because you have eaten it today. If you want to try it again, come back tomorrow,” Bu Fang said hesitatingly after thinking for a moment.
Yellow Spring Great Sage was struck dumb. ”You said it is the opening promotion!”
Looking at Bu Fang's paralyzed face, Yellow Spring Great Sage suddenly had an urge to give him a good beating.
”By the way, have you brought the Nine-leaf Yellow Spring Grass, Big Yellow?” Bu Fang asked.
The Great Saint was so upset now that he didn't want to talk to Bu Fang. He simply threw the grass to him.
The Nine-leaf Yellow Spring Grass was wrapped up by a gentle force as it drifted toward Bu Fang. His hand grabbed it, and his eyes brightened. As soon as he took it, a vast spirit essence poured out of it, squeezing through his skin and into his body.
Holding the grass, he lifted the curtain and walked back into the kitchen. Once inside, he took out the Nine-petal Flower of Helplessness.
'System, is the brewing method still the same?' Bu Fang asked the System in his mind.
The System remained silent for a few moments, then a new set of information poured into Bu Fang's head.
”A new brewing method?” His eyebrows furrowed instantly, and he began to carefully read the instructions. The more he read, however, the more shocked he was, for he found that the method was somewhat incredible.
”Use the Will of the Great Path to make wine? Will that even work?!” Bu Fang took a deep breath, frowning.
At his level now, he found that most of the advanced dishes were related to the Will of the Great Path. It seemed that the Will was extremely crucial when cooking such dishes. In fact, judging from the cultivating methods in this world, the Will of the Great Path always seemed to be necessary.
Anyone who wanted to become a Great Saint had to condense his or her own Will of the Great Path, and the strength of the Will would decide the strength of the Great Saint.
Bu Fang touched his chin, lost in thought. When he brewed the Yellow Spring Helplessness Wine with the One-leaf Yellow Spring Grass and One-petal Flower of Helplessness as the ingredients, he had used Ni Yan's Heavenly Star Catcher Disk. Looking back now, he realized that he was brewing the wine with the Will of the Great Path because the disk was the physical representation of the Hidden Dragon Continent's Will of the Great Path.
However, the Will of the Great Path he needed now was more crucial.
Holding the Nine-leaf Yellow Spring Grass and the Flower of Helplessness, he entered the Heaven and Earth Farmland. If he were to brew the wine with the Will of the Great Path, there was no better choice than the farmland's Will.
A breeze was blowing in the farmland, and the air was filled with rich spiritual energy. Bu Fang walked among the farmland and picked many immortal herbs and spirit ingredients. These things could help with the brewing of the wine.
Niu Hansan came trotting over when he knew Bu Fang was here. However, Bu Fang sent him away because he was thinking about the brewing method and didn't have time to entertain him. Niu Hansan didn't mind, however, and he just looked at Bu Fang happily.
As the master of the Heaven and Earth Farmland, Bu Fang naturally could control its Will of the Great Path. He closed his eyes and felt a vague Will slowly churning in the sky.
With the improvement of Bu Fang's cultivation base and richer spiritual energy, the farmland had expanded again. The original farmland was just a farm, but now, there were other terrains, such as mountains, rivers, valleys, and cliffs. It looked more and more like a real little world.
Bu Fang came to a mountaintop, sat cross-legged down, and released his divine will. As his will appeared, the Myriad Treasures Immortal Tree began to sway with bright light, and the Nine Revolution Great Path Tea Tree also glowed dazzlingly. For a moment, the whole Heaven and Earth Farmland seemed to freshen up.
Suddenly, a huge vortex appeared in the sky. It kept spinning and soon turned into a twister with its tail wheeled rapidly toward Bu Fang. There were two light balls in his hand—the Nine-leaf Yellow Spring Grass and the Nine-petal Flower of Helplessness. The twister came smashing on them, shattering them in an instant and turning them into two round drops of liquid. At the same time, Bu Fang crushed the other immortal herbs and spiritual ingredients. Soon, they all merged into a large mass of energy liquid.
The divine will Phantom Spirit emerged over him the next moment. It opened its eyes, hovered over the liquid, and kept slapping at it with its palms, causing the liquid to ripple violently and the energy in it to boil.
As the Phantom Spirit slapped at the wine, the Will of the Great Path kept being fused with it.
Inside the farmland, all spirit beasts raised their heads. Niu Hansan was lying in a reclining chair and staring respectfully at Bu Fang, who appeared like a god. Right now, Bu Fang seemed to be really the god of the farmland.
As a rumbling sound filled the air, a leaf fell out of the Myriad Treasures Immortal Tree and hovered in front of Bu Fang. Then, it was crushed, turned into green juice, and mixed with the wine. There was a leaf that flew out of the Nine Revolutions Great Path Tea Tree as well, and the same thing happened to it.
Time went by slowly.
The mass of energy wine began to gradually turn bright green with a Will surging inside.
Beads of sweat were breaking out all over Bu Fang's forehead. It was a huge effort for him to continuously control his divine will. When his divine will was almost fully exhausted, he poured the wine into a jar placed in front of him and covered it with mud. The frightening energy immediately disappeared, and the farmland returned to normal.
He breathed a soft sigh of relief. Sitting cross-legged on the mountaintop, his eyes flashed with bright light. Then, he held the wine jar with both hands, left the farmland with a thought, and returned to the kitchen.
He opened a cupboard, which could manipulate the passage of time. After adjusting the time, Bu Fang placed the wine jar inside, then set the environment. When he was done, he walked out of the kitchen with a tired look.