Venerable Demon Chef

Chapter 564: Chapter 561: Restaurant Functions

"My Demon Shadow Evil has been weakened a lot!"

"A miracle... oh, no, it’s a divine act!"

"Hahaha, I don’t have to become an Evil Cultivator! I don’t have to be a damned pariah!"

The members of the Demon Sect were acting like they were on drugs, shrieking with excitement. Some even shed tears.

The reason the Demon Sect was so disliked and unwelcome was that practicing their Demon Skills had very high demands on one’s temperament. The slightest misstep could lead one astray, turning them into an Evil Cultivator.

A person’s temperament, or in other words, their mental Cultivation, is very difficult to improve.

Unlike other normal Cultivation Techniques, Demon Skills did indeed make it very easy to advance one’s Cultivation.

This caused the vast majority of Demon Sect disciples’ minds to be unable to keep up with their Cultivation, leading to a common affliction: Demon Shadow Evil.

Demon Shadow Evil was one of the most important criteria for measuring the talent of a Demon Sect disciple, while also representing a warning line.

The stronger the Demon Shadow Evil, the weaker their mind’s control over their Cultivation, and the weaker the disciple’s talent.

When Demon Shadow Evil accumulated to a certain point, if a Cultivator could not resist the temptation of rising Cultivation and continued to advance recklessly, there were only two paths before them.

One was to suffer from cultivation deviation, cripple their own Cultivation, and be reduced to a mortal for the rest of their life.

The second was to fall into the ranks of Evil Cultivators, employing extremely cruel and unconscionable methods to weaken the Demon Shadow Evil within their bodies.

For example, mass slaughter to collect human blood and souls, refining infants in rituals, or harvesting the virginal blood of young girls.

Becoming an Evil Cultivator meant being scorned by the entire world and turning into a target everyone wanted to eliminate on sight.

The Demon Sect had always advocated for a "follow your heart" kind of freedom and didn’t set rigid rules and restrictions on its disciples’ Cultivation.

As Xiao Zhengheng put it: "Experts who are managed and coddled are all paper tigers. Growing wild is the true Dao of the Demon Sect."

Therefore, although the Demon Sect had a zero-tolerance policy for disciples who became Evil Cultivators and would kill them on sight, they wouldn’t actively hunt down and exterminate those who had gone astray.

So, for all the heinous acts committed by Evil Cultivators that angered both gods and men, the Halls of Envoys from the other four major districts would pin the blame on the Demon Sect.

Aside from a few true psychopaths, no one actually wanted to become an Evil Cultivator.

After all, being hunted by everyone was not a pleasant life.

However, very few were willing to give up the powerful halo of being a Cultivator and resign themselves to living as a mortal for a lifetime.

But as long as one practiced a Demon Skill, Demon Shadow Evil was an unavoidable problem—unless one could guarantee their mental state would never lag behind their Cultivation.

This was something that was practically impossible to achieve.

Even a sect master like Xiao Zhengheng had experienced countless tribulations, hovering between life and death numerous times to reach his current Realm.

Moreover, he hadn’t dared to advance his Cultivation for over a thousand years because he couldn’t guarantee that the Demon Shadow Evil wouldn’t cause him to fall into the evil Dao after his next breakthrough.

Thus, when these Demon Sect disciples discovered the Demon Shadow Evil in their bodies had been weakened, their expressions became exaggerated as they screamed incessantly.

It was hard to tell if it was more from shock or from joy.

"Young Master, could this subordinate have another serving of the soup with rice?"

Someone suddenly bowed to Xiao Zhang, who was standing to the side, and asked.

As soon as he spoke, the noisy scene fell silent. Everyone’s gaze focused on Xiao Zhang, and the few from the North District were no exception.

The truth was already obvious: it was this bowl of soup with rice that had weakened their Demon Shadow Evil.

It was also this bowl of soup with rice that had allowed the few from the North District to consolidate and advance their Cultivation.

Now, looking at the price of ten Immortal Level Spirit Medicines, no one thought it was expensive anymore.

Xiao Zhang had already anticipated their reaction. He nodded. "As long as you can afford it, any number of servings of soup with rice is fine. But are you sure you don’t want to try some of the other dishes? Or perhaps the Elite Area, or the VIP Area?"

Everyone was taken aback.

’That’s right, the restaurant has more than just soup with rice. There are other dishes!’

Looking at the menu on the wall again, no one dared to look down on it anymore.

The soup with rice cost ten Immortal Level Spirit Medicines, and that was just the cheapest item. To think it had such astonishing effects.

That meant the more expensive dishes must be even more potent!

And if the regular area was already this incredible, then how magical would the Elite and VIP Areas have to be!

"Young Master, we’re not quite clear on the differences between the Elite and VIP Areas, or the services they provide," a Demon Sect disciple said respectfully.

Xiao Zhang wasn’t surprised. He smiled and said, "The Elite Area is an improvement on the regular area. In the regular area, you can only eat the dishes on the menu; they won’t be changed for any specific person."

"The Elite Area is different. You can eat anything you want there, provided, of course, that you supply the raw ingredients."

"For example, if someone wants to eat roasted meat, they just need to bring the meat they want to eat and pay a processing fee. Our restaurant can guarantee that the flavor and medicinal effects will be no worse than those in the regular area."

"The VIP Area is even more impressive. My master mentioned before that it’s for private customization."

"What is private customization? It means that as long as you have a problem and can pay a sufficient fee, our restaurant can customize the perfect solution for you."

"Of course, the customization only addresses physical ailments. External problems are not included."

Xiao Zhang didn’t elaborate. It was better to let them discover many things for themselves.

If this had been before they ate the soup with rice, even Xiao Zhang’s own people from the Demon Sect might have been skeptical of his words.

But now, even the few from the North District found it hard to remain skeptical.

"Any physical problem at all?" someone couldn’t help but ask.

"Of course," Xiao Zhang gave an affirmative reply. "But the fee... well, it won’t be cheap."

Everyone took a deep breath, trying their best to suppress their excitement.

Knowing about it was one thing, but experiencing it firsthand was another entirely.

’So what if the fee is a little expensive?’

’Could it possibly be more important than one’s Martial Dao future and one’s very life?’

Xiao Zhang didn’t rush them, simply waiting with a smile.

In the end, the three hundred guests toured both the Elite and VIP Areas. Many of them registered and left their information with Gu Lele.

The vast majority returned to the regular area. Some continued to order food, while others sat quietly with their eyes closed. No one knew what they were thinking.

Two hours passed in a flash. At Xiao Zhang’s reminder, everyone left the restaurant with various expressions on their faces.

A new batch of customers was quickly ushered in, and Xiao Zhang adjusted his smile to greet them.

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"What? That kid’s food is really that magical?!"

After leaving the restaurant, the few from the North District recounted everything they had seen and heard.

Everyone was shocked. Their first reaction was disbelief.

’Are you kidding me?’

’A bowl of soup with rice can help a Cultivator break through in their Cultivation?’

But the auras of these few clearly indicated they had just broken through. Besides, their elders were all present and knew their situations perfectly well.