The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl

Chapter 244: The Legendary Kitchen Killer!

"Mystical Medicine Book", Xin Lin had already memorized it by heart.

This "Spiritual Delicacies" was the first time Xin Lin flipped through it.

Being too lazy to read it was one reason, acting on a whim was another, but thinking it was useless was the main one.

Back in the day, Xin Lin was an irregular female soldier king with heaps of skills, but after arriving at Longteng, she had to start from scratch.

Learning Martial Cultivation and Spirit Cultivation, she constantly had to engage in battles of wits and bravery with others.

Cultivating the One Vein Scripture could increase Fu Xi’s Energy, cultivating Ghost God Fist allowed her to beat people up, and Spirit Art could save her life, but eating, what use did it have?

After getting her hands on this "Spiritual Delicacies", she didn’t even feel like flipping through it.

But tonight, she was utterly bored and begrudgingly browsed through it.

"Spiritual Delicacies", as the name implies, recorded a hundred dishes.

Xin Lin turned to the first page and saw the first recipe was "Wind Breath Braised Pork".

Looking further at the recipe, the ingredients were: three taels of Wind Breath Grass, one pound of upper-class pork...

"Goodness, it actually uses Spirit Grass in the dish."

Xin Lin glanced at it a few more times and noticed other recipes also included one or two kinds of medicinal herbs or even Dark Spirit Beast Meat, concocted into various Spiritual Foods.

The recordings in "Spiritual Delicacies" were very detailed, clearly listing even the cooking duration and the exact amount of seasoning.

Moreover, the processed Spiritual Foods mostly possessed effects that the original ingredients did not have.

For example, the Wind Breath Grass that Xin Lin saw, although it used Wind Breath Grass as a raw material, once transformed into Wind Breath Braised Pork, it unexpectedly had detoxifying effects.

"Wind Breath Braised Pork, can detoxify hundreds of poisons!!"

Xin Lin’s eyes lit up.

In the "Mystical Medicine Book", Wind Breath Grass was only recorded to induce sleep, but here, it had an added detoxifying effect.

Xin Lin thought of the incident involving Murong Ziyue earlier; she foresaw that Murong Ziyue might be poisoned and had considered buying a Detoxification Pill.

But when she inquired at Purple Cloud Alchemy Hall, an upper-class Detoxification Pill cost nearly a thousand silver taels and only targeted one or two types of poison, which made Xin Lin immediately dismiss the idea of buying it.

If Wind Breath Braised Pork really worked, she wouldn’t have to fear Jin Chen and his gang’s schemes.

Xin Lin thought for a moment, found the Wind Breath Grass, and hurriedly headed to the dining room.

In the dead of night, the dining room of the Water Wraith Gang was silent.

With about a hundred people in the Water Wraith Gang, the dining room had plenty of ingredients; Xin Lin quickly found the pork, and staples like firewood, rice, oil, and salt.

Following the ingredients listed in Spiritual Delicacies, Xin Lin began cooking the Spiritual Foods.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Xin Lin was dumbfounded, looking at the black lump in the pot.

What is this nonsense?

Where’s the promised Wind Breath Braised Pork?

One more try!

Xin Lin tried again in the same way.

Still a black lump, whether it could detoxify was unclear, but if Murong Ziyue saw it, she’d probably rather die than eat it.

Once, and then again, until the rooster crowed thrice, and seeing that the ingredients in the dining room were almost used up, that dish of Wind Breath Braised Pork never even showed a ghost of a chance.

Xin Lin felt desperate.

Looks like, she was the legendary kitchen killer.

"Girl, what are you doing here?"

Ma Jingtian’s gasping voice floated in from outside.

Yesterday’s celebration feast had flown away, Ma Jingtian was so angry he hadn’t eaten all night, and now, unable to bear the hunger in the middle of the night, he came to the dining room looking for something to eat, only to find a mess and a bewildered Xin Lin.

"I... am making a midnight snack."

Xin Lin weakly said.

"Making a midnight snack? Are you kidding me? You’re concocting poison here!"

Ma Jingtian pointed at a pot of "failed product."