Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 942: Rabbit May Be Good, but Don’t Eat Too Much

Barbecuing was a meticulous task. By the time all preparations were complete, and Lu Yang and Lan Ting had hauled the moon laurel tree back, it was already night.

Lu Yang weaved through the crowd with the moon laurel tree on his shoulder, like a triumphant great general returning from a campaign. He earned waves of exclamations and admiration.

“Why are they carrying a whole moon laurel tree back?”

“I heard it’s to be used as firewood.”

“Ah? Moon laurel trees can be used like that?”

“Probably. Since they could cut it down, it means the Tree Ancestor consented.”

Lu Yang split the moon laurel tree in the middle, then chopped it into smaller segments. He roasted them over a fire to dry out the moisture.

Next, he tossed these moon laurel trees into a large pit dug in advance, placed a grill over the pit, and laid the marinated demon rabbit upon it.

With a flick of his finger, Lu Yang sent a spark of Three Flavor True Fire into the pit, and the moon laurel wood segments burned instantly. Based on the Everlasting Immortal Fairy’s experience, moon laurel wood logs of this age would burn through the night, more than enough to roast the demon rabbit thoroughly.

As the moon laurel wood burned, it released an intoxicating fragrance that suffused the air. Everyone in the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace felt as though they had been transported back to the season when the moon laurel trees bloomed. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

As one of the founders of One More Time Barbeque Shop, Lu Yang's barbecue skill needed no elaboration; it was unparalleled in the current age, with only Man Gu, who grasped Corpse-Driving Techniques, capable of contending with him. The competition was for the title of number one after the Everlasting Immortal Fairy!

Lu Yang enveloped every inch of the demon rabbit’s flesh with his spiritual consciousness, managing the Three Flavor True Fire with precise control. Every now and then, he would toss two chunks of moon laurel wood logs into the fire pit, causing it to crackle endlessly.

He continuously brushed oil onto the meat and turned it, letting the skin, flesh, sinew, and bones achieve a balance of flavor and texture. The faint scent of garlic and fresh kick of chilli permeated deep into the meat.

Even the Automatic Barbecue Array had its limitations. Such a massive demon rabbit far exceeded its capacity. At times like this, the value of an old hand like Lu Yang became all the more apparent.

Amidst the warmth radiating from the fire pit, mingled with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers and roasted meat, the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace disciples chatted merrily, their laughter unceasing.

Lan Ting sat beside Lu Yang, neither of them speaking. It was unclear how much time had passed before Lu Yang roused the sleepy Lan Ting.

“Junior Sister Lan, want to have a taste?”

Lan Ting opened her eyes and saw that the demon rabbit had been roasted to a golden brown. She tore off a piece of flesh and skin. The juices beneath the skin, seeming to have found an outlet, dripped and pattered onto the fire pit, sizzling and crackling.

Having been smoked by the moon laurel wood, the demon rabbit's gamey odor had been completely removed.

The outer layer was crispy and fragrant, providing a delightful crunch with each bite. The generous chunks of lean meat were chewy, their meaty flavor intensifying with every chew. The osmanthus flower fragrance tantalized her taste buds, and combined with Lu Yang's dipping sauce mixed with sesame oil, soybeans, and ground sesame seeds, the aroma jolted Lan Ting fully awake.

Lan Ting sucked her fingertips, looking like she hadn't had her fill.

Seeing Lan Ting’s expression, Lu Yang knew that the demon rabbit was perfectly done, even without her saying anything.

“Everyone, it’s ready to eat!

“The left side is not spicy, and the right side is spicy! The jars by the fire pit contain the dipping sauce!”

The Moon Laurel Immortal Palace disciples had been waiting for this moment. Since everyone here was one of their own, there was no need to maintain the ethereal image of an immortal fairy like they did in the outside world. In a flurry, they crowded around to sample the demon rabbit they had long coveted.

The cultivation world’s principle of “the strong reigns supreme” was vividly demonstrated at this moment. Those with higher cultivation charged to the front, while those with lower cultivation could only queue behind.

“So delicious!”

“I’ve never eaten such tasty barbeque!”

“I’ve visited the headquarters of One More Time Barbeque Shop, and even their barbeque isn’t as good as Senior Brother Lu Yang’s!”

Even the senior female disciple serving as head chef, with her discerning palate, had to admit that Lu Yang’s barbecue skills surpassed her own, perhaps by a wide margin.

I’ve lost. Completely and utterly.

When ordinary people barbecue, roasting such a massive ingredient would inevitably leave the exterior charred while the inside remained uncooked. Yet under Lu Yang’s control, tendrils of Three Flavor True Fire had penetrated every inch of the demon rabbit, searing the meat to perfection.

Even the Everlasting Immortal Fairy heaped praise upon Lu Yang’s barbeque demon rabbit. “Xiao Yangzi does have some skill. He made the Three Flavor True Fire burrow into the demon rabbit’s body like maggots clinging to bones, roasting even the bones to a fragrant crispness. He has already learned three-tenths of my ability.”

Although it was meant as praise, Lu Yang couldn’t shake the feeling that something about her words was off.

No one noticed the petite Bai Ye weaving through the crowd, tearing off a piece of rabbit meat before stealthily slipping away. She sat upon a branch of the Moon Laurel Tree Ancestor, eating with satisfaction until her whole mouth was greasy.

“Hmm? Barbecuing with our moon laurel tree makes it this fragrant?”

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This night, not a single Moon Laurel Immortal Palace disciple cultivated; they ate to their hearts’ content. Anyone witnessing this scene would never associate these reveling disciples with the image of ethereal, otherworldly immortal fairies displayed to the outside world.

Lu Yang was also elated. As a chef, nothing pleased him more than diners praising the food. In fact, he didn’t need their praise. Watching the junior female disciples contentedly suck on the bones, he confirmed that his barbecue was a success this time.

“So sleepy...” Lu Yang let out a huge yawn. He also felt like slacking off today, not cultivating and heading straight to sleep.

The Moon Laurel Immortal Palace Disciples also yawned endlessly. Shedding all concerns for appearances, they simply lay down and slept. At their cultivation levels, even falling snow wouldn’t freeze them; they could sleep anywhere.

If someone were to look down from the sky, they would see an enormous pit at the center of the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace, surrounded by countless sleeping disciples.

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The moon ignited, turning into the sun. Lu Yang felt the morning light on his face and struggled to open his eyes. He hadn’t slept so comfortably in a long time.

“Who covered me with a blanket?”

Lu Yang felt like a blanket was weighing on him. He wondered which kind soul had done this.

Was it Junior Sister Lan?

Lu Yang groggily opened his eyes, laboriously crawled out from under the blanket, and looked at the senior and junior disciples filling the entire place. His mind still felt somewhat foggy.

“Why do I keep feeling like something is off?” Lu Yang mumbled to himself.

Suddenly, realization dawned upon him.

“Why am I naked?!”

Lu Yang raised his hand, his pupils constricting sharply. “No...I have shrunk!”

This isn’t a blanket at all; it’s clearly my own clothing. It’s just that after I’ve shrunk, my clothes have become as loose as a blanket.

Lu Yang snapped fully awake and gazed at Lan Ting sleeping beside him. In her place, a little girl of about eight to nine years old had taken Lan Ting’s place.

Lan Ting has shrunk too!

Lu Yang surveyed their surroundings. It isn’t just Lan Ting; everyone present has shrunk.

Meanwhile, Luo Hongxia and Elder Zhu returned from the Dao-Seeking Sect. Luo Hongxia kindly counseled Elder Zhu Hong.

“Junior Sister, don’t be disappointed. Didn’t Yun Zhi say she would let you consume the water of the Twins River once the research is completed?

“You’ve wanted children for more than just a day or two. Surely you won’t mind waiting a little longer?"

Elder Zhu Hong nodded perfunctorily, saying nothing.

Seeing that, Luo Hongxia knew that all her persuasion had been in vain.

When the two alighted and landed, they saw Lu Yang standing in the cold wind with his buttocks bare, surrounded by little girls all over the place.

Eyes wide; mouth agape.