Venerable Demon Chef

Chapter 572: Chapter 569: A Conspiracy Strikes

"However, to prevent Elder Ku Mu from settling scores with us later, we shouldn’t be the ones to kill Mo Qi."

"Isn’t Mo Qi some great healer? So what if the people he’s treated suddenly start dying off in large numbers? And what if there’s direct evidence proving their deaths were caused by eating his food?"

"Without Elder Ku Mu’s backing, do you think the Demon Sect, with no time to react, could protect Mo Qi from the fury of the masses?"

Although Qin Hai had only outlined the plan and hadn’t gone into detail, everyone could tell it had a very high chance of success.

Of course, this all depended on whether Qin Hai could actually lure Elder Ku Mu away.

"The entire plan will take about a week, so if any of you have juniors who need his private customized service, please get it done within this week," Qin Hai reminded them.

The other three nodded.

...

Just as a region’s environment shapes its people, a blessed land nurtures its own unique Spiritual Objects.

Although the North District Envoy Hall and the Demon Sect were neighbors, their different geographical locations meant the Immortal Level Spirit Medicines they nurtured were vastly different.

Mo Qi urgently needed different types of Immortal Level Spirit Medicine, so he asked Xiao Zhengheng to leverage the Demon Sect’s power to help gather them.

Of course, he wouldn’t let the Demon Sect work for nothing. He would trade other Immortal Level Spirit Medicines or Medicinal Cuisine of equal value for their efforts.

He also promised that for every hundred types of Immortal Level Spirit Medicine they gathered, they could redeem one free, private customized service from him.

To Xiao Zhengheng, this was undoubtedly a huge temptation.

As Xiao Zhang’s father, he was naturally the first to enjoy the private customized service.

When Mo Qi used a simple cornbread flatbread to completely purge the Demon Shadow Evil he had accumulated over thousands of years, he thought he was dreaming.

It wasn’t until the Cultivation bottleneck that had been stagnant for many years truly loosened that he realized it was all real!

In that moment, Xiao Zhengheng was awestruck, viewing Mo Qi as a Divine Being.

Among the upper echelons of the Demon Sect, for those suffering the torment of the Demon Shadow Evil as he had, the affliction rate was ten out of ten!

That’s right, one hundred percent!

Ever since the Demon God Grand Ceremony fell silent and the first-generation patriarch fell, the Demon Shadow Evil had become the biggest stumbling block on the Martial Dao path for the Demon Sect’s Cultivators.

The higher their Cultivation, the greater the affliction.

This led to fewer and fewer supreme experts in the Demon Sect.

As the older generation of experts gradually passed on and the younger generation proved incapable of taking up the mantle, the Demon Sect quickly fell from its position as a titan of the Immortal Realm to its current state.

Everyone in the Demon Sect, including Xiao Zhengheng, had placed their hopes on the Demon God Grand Ceremony, hoping to awaken it, find a way to eliminate the Demon Shadow Evil, and allow the Demon Sect to return to its Peak.

Who would have thought that something they believed only the Demon God Grand Ceremony could accomplish would be solved by one of Mo Qi’s flatbreads?

This made Xiao Zhengheng so frustrated he could have vomited blood, yet at the same time, he was ecstatic.

He couldn’t help but secretly rejoice that he hadn’t opposed Mo Qi from the start; otherwise, he would have missed such a golden opportunity.

Because of this, he had warned Xiao Zhang more than once to latch onto Mo Qi for dear life and never let go.

In truth, Xiao Zhengheng didn’t even need to remind him; Xiao Zhang already revered Mo Qi as a Divine Being.

As things stood, if Mo Qi told him to take a knife and slit his own throat, Xiao Zhang wouldn’t hesitate for a second.

Thus, under Xiao Zhengheng’s arrangements, all sorts of Immortal Level Spirit Medicines, precious Spiritual Objects, and rare and exotic wonders were continuously delivered into Mo Qi’s hands.

As a result, many of the Demon Sect’s upper echelons also got to enjoy the private customized service.

Unsurprisingly, after getting a taste of the benefits, these higher-ups also joined Xiao Zhengheng’s ranks, helping Mo Qi collect Immortal Level Spirit Medicines without reservation.

A win-win situation had thus taken shape.

...

Mo Qi did not disappoint Qin Hai and the others.

The next day, after they consumed the Medicinal Cuisine Mo Qi had prepared for them, Qin Hai’s nearly depleted lifespan was greatly replenished, and most of the Life Force devoured by the Soul-Catching Slave Seal was restored.

Feng Gong’s Demon Skill was brought under control and merged with his own Immortal Essence, so there would be no more backlash from losing control.

He Jincheng’s damaged Divine Soul was healed, and all the aftereffects from forcefully merging with the Void Spirit Flash Flame vanished.

Gu Weitian achieved a one hundred percent fusion with the foreign bloodline in his body, and his strength soared.

Setting all that aside, the taste of the Medicinal Cuisine alone made the four of them linger, exclaiming that spending half their wealth was well worth it.

This Medicinal Cuisine was nothing like the soup-soaked rice from the common area; the ingredients used were far, far superior.

So when it came to flavor, there was simply no comparison.

If Gu Lele hadn’t reminded them that damaging the tableware required compensation of five hundred stalks of Immortal Level Spirit Medicine, they would have been tempted to chew up and swallow the plates and utensils whole.

After confirming the effects were genuine, the four of them left the restaurant with strange expressions on their faces.

"Sigh, if only we weren’t enemies with Mo Qi," He Jincheng sighed, smacking his lips endlessly as he savored the aftertaste.

Gu Weitian chimed in, "Isn’t that the truth! That kid might be arrogant, domineering, and unlikable, but you have to admit, his skills are truly amazing! If it were possible, I wouldn’t want to be his enemy in a million years."

Qin Hai also nodded silently.

Even Feng Gong sighed, "After we kill him, we’ll probably never get to eat something this delicious again."

That being said, the killing intent the four of them had for Mo Qi hadn’t weakened in the slightest.

"Alright, let’s proceed according to the plan. I’ll handle Elder Ku Mu; the rest is up to you!" Qin Hai said before vanishing on the spot.

The other three exchanged a glance and also went their separate ways.

...

The "Uncle Niu’s Kitchen God" restaurant became a massive hit in the two major regions of the North District Envoy Hall and the Demon Sect.

After more than half a month of building hype, people went from treating it like a spectacle to feeling skeptical, then to waiting and watching, and finally to giving in and trying it for themselves, ultimately becoming Mo Qi’s most loyal customers.

The entire process saw a customer flow of over 15,000 people. Aside from a very small number of troublemakers at the beginning, there wasn’t a single bad review or complaint.

Even those who originally held strong animosity toward Mo Qi found that after eating the Medicinal Cuisine, their bodies would honestly join the queue for a second time, even though they were still unhappy with Mo Qi himself. They couldn’t stop praising the taste of the food.

No one would refuse Medicinal Cuisine that could enhance their Cultivation and remove negative effects.

The line outside the restaurant had long since stretched beyond sight, even extending past the Desperate Mountain Range, forming a wide avenue all on its own.

Mo Qi was only open for six hours a day, serving a maximum of three hundred people at once, with each seating lasting no more than two hours.

The opportunity was rare, so no one left early; everyone used up their full two hours.

Therefore, Mo Qi’s daily customer capacity was fixed: nine hundred people, no more, no less.

Compared to the line that stretched beyond the Desperate Mountain Range, nine hundred people was a truly insignificant number.

Those at the back of the line saw that their turn was nowhere in sight, and Mo Qi had long since established a strict rule against cutting in line.

Thus, many wealthy patrons set their sights on the front of the line, offering exorbitant prices to buy a spot.

Many people became rich overnight because of this, causing quite a stir.

No one noticed that behind this explosive scene, a great, conspiratorial hand was slowly closing in.