When a Western Fantasy Witch Traveled to the Immortal Cultivation World and Became the King of Scrol

Chapter 39 Steak Arrangement
The news spread like wildfire in the sect, and by the time Long Aotian received the letter and rushed over, his disciple had already completed the advancement in public. His robes were covered with sword marks and tears, but he was fine. He just consumed too much spiritual energy to repair his wounds after the advancement. Now he was lying on the ring like a corpse, his eyes closed, looking very peaceful.

He walked forward, grabbed the man by the collar and lifted him up, then flew away with a dark face.

This little disciple has nothing better to learn than to imitate others lying dead! His hands are folded on his chest, and his eyes are closed, and he looks very peaceful. Anyone who sees him can't help but sigh that this child died young.

Her life is precious. If she dares to act so unlucky, I should teach her a lesson!

When she was accepted as a disciple, the little disciple looked well-behaved and no one expected that she was actually a troublesome person!
Today's incident can be kept secret for a while. My disciple's mother is quite popular in the sect. By tomorrow morning at the latest, she will definitely hear about how my disciple was nearly beaten to death in the ring, and then fought desperately to win.

So he has to eat this meal quickly!
Once the news spreads, the meal will be in jeopardy.

Fortunately, as the disciple's mother said she would treat him to a meal, she prepared it on time. After the disciple changed into his robes and combed his hair, they entered the formation of Zhijian Peak and smelled the faint aroma of food all over the mountain.

Ever since he built the house on the top of the mountain and had a proper kitchen, Long Aotian could smell similar aromas every day. However, at that time, he was proud of his status and pretended to be aloof. Occasionally when he saw Zhou Li, he would just nod and say hello. He would not say a word if he could avoid talking, so he never got an invitation to dinner.

Now... he can finally eat the home-cooked meals he has been craving for for so long! Even if the king of heaven comes, he can't stop him from eating!
After handing the neatly packed Zhou Ling to Zhou Li, Long Aotian rolled up his sleeves and sat down at the table.

With excitement in his heart, he originally wanted to wait for the host to say that the meal was ready, but when his eyes swept over one of the dishes, he was stunned.

Uh……

That, that dish, why does it look so much like a low-end version of Beef Wellington! ?
"Don't be so reserved. Let's eat, Master Long." Zhou Li invited them to sit down and eat. She didn't notice anything strange between her daughter and her master. But after seeing her daughter, she felt that she was worthy of being her daughter. After coming back from a fight, she didn't look at all disheveled, and her skin and face looked even more radiant!

Thinking about the extremely handsome face of the child's father, Zhou Li felt that he had a very good vision. Thanks to his lust for beauty in the past, he was able to give birth to such a beautiful daughter.

Long Aotian naturally heard the call to start eating. After nodding slightly, he picked up the chopsticks and poked the dish that looked like beef Wellington.

"If you want to cut this, here." Zhou Li smiled and took the knife and fork next to the steak plate, cut a slice for him, and placed it on the empty plate in front of him.

While Long Aotian was shocked, he did not forget to secretly give Zhou Ling a thumbs up.

When it comes to survival in the other world, he has to be his disciple!

Look, Western food is already arranged, and it was prepared by her mother. This should be what Ling'er taught her mother, right?

Seeing her master giving her a thumbs-up, Zhou Ling held her forehead with her hand helplessly.

It's easy to guess that the master must have misunderstood, but my mother's background is a bit complicated, and she had to guess a lot of information through various clues. My mother's true life experience had never been told to her.

And she...had never told her mother that she was born with the memories of her past life.

Although the mother and daughter had never asked about each other's background, they could still obviously notice some differences when living together. However, no one asked any questions because there was no need.

She was born into this world through the womb. No matter where her mother came from, she is her mother's biological child. Just knowing this is enough.

The master was a smart man. When the master discovered that her mother was acting strangely, she was worried about how to explain it to the master.

"Oh! It smells so good!" If there wasn't any BGM, Zhou Ling almost thought he was watching some old short video!

I peeked over to see how Master was eating, and oh my god, what a delicious scene!

Of the dishes on the table, the chef used the serving chopsticks to carefully take one third of them into his own bowl. The only difference was that he probably was greedy and ate a little more of the steak, so he took about one-third and a half of it.

Zhou Ling originally planned to hold back her laughter, but her master changed his usual aloof image, took out many famous ingredients from the world of immortal cultivation from his storage bag and handed them to her mother, begging her eagerly, asking if she could come over for a free meal in the future.

Zhou Li has been in this world for more than ten years and has seen many unusual things, so he was relatively calm at this time. He glanced at the ingredients he presented, and a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face.

She has been looking through many cookbooks recently, hoping to make different kinds of delicious food for her daughter, but many of the ingredients listed in the cookbooks are not available for her to buy now, and she has to hunt for many of them herself.

Now, many of the ingredients presented by Master Long are ingredients that she cannot buy. As long as she accepts them, she can save a lot of trouble in going out to buy them.

Besides, it’s just a free meal, so having an extra pair of chopsticks is not a problem at all.

"We're not eating for free. It's normal for us to eat together as a family."

Although he doesn't speak so fluently on weekdays, Zhou Li's mind works quickly, his tone is genuine, and his attitude is sincere. By the way, he grabbed the storage bag containing the ingredients.

The free meal was settled, and Long Aotian breathed a sigh of relief.

The ingredients have been collected and the person has agreed. So when she hears about the tragic incident involving her daughter in the ring tomorrow, she shouldn't regret it, right?

……

His lower abdomen was slightly bulging, and Long Aotian leaned back in the chair. If he didn't want to maintain his image, he would have wanted to burp.

People tend to get lazy after eating. He was still leaning on the chair and didn't want to get up, but the little disciple stood up, rubbed her stomach, said hello to her mother, and was about to go out.

"What are you doing?" he called out to the man.

"Master, that epiphany wasted a lot of my time. I worked very hard to catch up with my fellow disciples, but now I'm lagging behind again. I have to go read. I have to catch up on all the Taoist lessons that my uncle has taught me recently."

"Shut up, look at your fellow disciples, who has reached the second level? The master's cultivation speed was not as fast as yours. Sigh... Let me lag behind. With your understanding, you can catch up without trying hard. But I am very pleased that you have such a desire to make progress. Today is the right time. Don't read books, go to the sword training field and let me test your sword skills."

He heard about his young disciple's performance in the arena from others through the communication talisman.

He can perform the most basic sword skills so well, which shows that he has put in a lot of effort.

However... she should practice the basic swordsmanship, but she also cannot neglect the Hengyue swordsmanship that is unique to her.

(End of this chapter)