Necropolis Immortal

“Hmph!” The girl in black snorted and glared coldly at Lu Yun.

The young man felt a headache brewing. Why in the heavens did a mere Immortal Gazer boast of a soul separation spirit chief? Spirit chefs were not people to anger. When the Human Emperor of Great Xia celebrated his five thousandth birthday, one hundred and eight spirit chefs jointly prepared a feast of eighteen thousand dishes. Every immortal and cultivator in attendance found their cultivation taking a small step forward and their foundations further consolidated.

After that, spirit chefs were renowned throughout the world.

Turning his nose up at Immortal Gazer’s fare violated a spirit chef’s bottom line.

A thought struck Lu Yun as he noticed the young woman’s aura fluctuating—she seemed ready to fly into a rage. He raised cupped fists, “I am Lu Yun, might I know the miss’ name?”

“Heh heh,” she snorted coldly at the question. “How dare you ask about my name after saying my food is bad?”

Lu Yun shook his head in the face of her wrath. “Does the miss think that I used your dishes as an excuse to cause trouble at Immortal Gazer?”

Seeing as she was a soul separation powerhouse, it was impossible that she hadn’t heard his words. Therefore, he might as well not bother with any pretense.

“Is that not so?” she sniffed.

“Of course not.” Lu Yun stood with his hands behind his back and some pride on his face. “Although the miss’ dishes were full of qi, their taste left a little to be desired.”

“Hmm?!” Her slender eyebrows drew together, but she didn’t say a word.

“I happen to be a spirit chef as well.” Lu Yun smiled dashingly.

“You are also a spirit chef?” The young girl blinked, then regarded Lu Yun assessingly. The young man was dressed in long white robes with a blue overcoat. A medallion of fine jade hung from the purple belt at his waist. His flamboyant demeanor painted him as a good-for-nothing wealthy scion, no matter how she looked at him.

This person is a spirit chef?

Spirit chefs were only one step lower than pill masters in the world of cultivation, even Great Xia. Some higher ranked ones rivaled pill masters.

“You?” Disdain appeared on the girl’s face.

“Hahahaha!!” Lu Yun laughed loudly. “There is always a teacher among us if three people walk together. How do you know I’m not a spirit chef, miss?”

Whoosh!

He snapped open a large folding fan.

“Have you no shame!” The girl in black blushed hotly and hastily averted her eyes.

Lu Yun didn’t mind at all. He waved his explicitly graphic fan and waggled his brows. “If the miss doesn’t believe that I am a spirit chef, why don’t we have a contest?”

“A contest?” The girl looked at Lu Yun again only after he put the fan away, her face steadily grew darker. “How?”

“That’s easy. You make a dish for me and I’ll make a dish for you. We’ll taste each other’s dishes—won’t the victor be easily determined then?” Lu Yun chuckled.

“The dishes you tasted at Immortal Gazer were but the work of a few moments,” the girl sneered. “If I bring out my full force to make a dish for you, that means an incredible bargain for you!”

“How does the miss not know that it might be a bargain for you?” Lu Yun smiled. “We can add a wager to set the miss at ease.”

“Done!” The girl nodded. “If I win, you must teach me the method of the Nine Forms of the Cloud Dragon.”

“So that’s what you want.” Lu Yun abruptly understood. The girl knew the body method, but he didn’t mind. “And what if you lose, miss?”

“Lose? How would I lose to you? …what, do you want to commit that shameless act?” The girl looked sharply at Lu Yun.

“Hmph, I am a noble man of my word. Not everyone is the same as you, you know.” Lu Yun curled his lip, refusing to answer the girl’s question. Seeing as his cultivation was less than the girl in black, all she had to do was smack him out of existence if she didn’t want to own up to her debt. Regardless, he wouldn’t lose.

“Hmph,” the girl snorted again. “If I lose, I’ll accept you as my master!”

“Why do I think I’m getting the worst of it no matter what?” Lu Yun grumbled.

“Do you think you’ll beat me?” she sneered.

“If your skill is at the level of what was displayed at Immortal Gazer, then you will lose without a doubt,” Lu Yun said innocently as he spread his hands out.

“When do we begin?” The girl couldn’t be bothered with more talk. She’d prevented Lu Yun from leaving because she wanted his Nine Forms of the Cloud Dragon. Since she could obtain it through a contest, she couldn’t be bothered with anything else.

When the Nine Forms of the Cloud Dragon shook the worlds eight thousand years ago, even the Human Emperor was alarmed. Sadly, no one knew of Slaughterless’ true identity. The girl in black only read about his body method in historic records. When she saw Lu Yun deploy an identical method over Ashflame, she silently followed in his wake.

Who would’ve thought that the young man would easily admit to it being the Nine Forms of the Cloud Dragon!

“Let’s do it now.” Lu Yun looked around; it was a barren field around him. Ashflame’s formations had collapsed upon the loss of its spirit vein. It took only four short days to turn its surroundings into a bleak wilderness.

The girl couldn’t be bothered with saying more, her opponent was only a nascent soul cultivator. While he was so heaven-defying that not even soul projection experts were his match, he was an ant to someone of the soul separation level.

If Lu Yun dared go back on his word, she would grab the young man and slowly torment him!

She summoned a golden pot that was one meter across. It was a mid dao rank treasure! It emanated the presence of a dao weapon as soon as it appeared.

Despite the girl being mid soul separation, she could fully utilize a mid dao rank treasure! Not to mention, she didn’t fear the local combination cultivators since she wasn’t from this world of cultivation.

She looked at Lu Yun before taking out a handful of spirit herbs and protein, placing them into the pot. It hovered in the air while she sent hand seals into the cauldron with both hands. The pot began shaking and rays of radiance circulated from it, enveloping the vessel.

She then flipped her right hand over, manifesting a blue flame that jumped like a sprite. Everything within thirty meters of it was dyed blue and waves of heat roiled over the two.

“The Fire of Heaven and Earth?” Lu Yun swiftly took a few steps back.

“So you know about it. You have some knowledge,” chuckled the girl. She gently waved the dancing flame to the bottom of the pot. When her hands formed seals again, her black silk dress turned blue and blue radiance streamed into the pot from her hands.

A faint, refreshing fragrance drifted out of the pot.

I’ll bring my full force to bear and cook a seventh rank spirit beast with seven rank spirit herbs. The kid’s receiving such a good bargain from this. But if he really does teach me the Nine Forms of the Cloud Dragon, it’s not such a loss to me either.

However, her expression shifted the moment as the strong smell of something delicious burrowed into her nostrils. She swallowed without meaning to and subconsciously looked at the other side.

A Spirit Glyph Sparrow had appeared in front of Lu Yun at some point in time. It was plucked, cleaned, and strung up on a lower qi rank flying sword. The sword hovered silently over the connate fire origin in Lu Yun’s left hand.

He held a jade flask with his right hand and slowly scattered spirit herb powder over the roasting Spirit Glyph Sparrow. As it turned golden crisp, not a single drop of oil dripped from it. All of its juices seemed to be locked within the crispy skin.

When caramelized brown began to creep over the bird’s skin a dozen breaths later, Lu Yun dismissed the fire from his left hand.

“Miss, my dish is ready, please have a taste.”

The girl put away her pot a while ago and trotted over to Lu Yun’s side.

“This is… a Spirit Glyph Sparrow?” She accepted the flying sword and took a deep sniff, then gently tore off a wing and took a smile bite. “Um…”

She stared blankly at it, then snapped back to her senses and quickly devoured the palm-sized bird. Only when she was certain there was not a sliver of meat left on the bones did she reluctantly lick her fingers.

A strange expression floated onto her face and she quickly sat down cross-legged. Her true origin operated fiercely and her aura grew with intensity.

Humm!

Lu Yun sensed the ambient qi within fifty kilometers surge furiously in their direction and gather on the girl.

“Is this girl… really destined to become my disciple?” Lu Yun blinked. He’d created no end of dishes like these for his grandfather and second uncle in Darklake. Their cultivation never changed, but a casually roasted Spirit Glyph Sparrow propelled this girl in black to break through!

She was originally mid soul separation, but a single bird had sent her to latter soul separation!

“You’re a spirit chef immortal?!” the girl asked in astonishment after her cultivation level stabilized.

“If you say so, then I guess I am so.” Lu Yun smiled faintly.