System's Super Sect
Chapter 43、Eleven thousand per piece! (Seeking Recommendation Tickets, please bookmark)

Chapter 43: 43、Eleven thousand per piece! (Seeking Recommendation Tickets, please bookmark)

The table was flipped over, dishes scattered all over the floor, and the porcelain bowls shattered beyond recognition, benefiting only Haha, who had been salivating over them. Now that Haha started eating, Wen Ping couldn’t stop it, nor did he have any reason to.

Wen Ping immediately looked at Yang Lele coldly and said, "You have fifteen minutes to whip up another table of dishes, or you’ll be banned from entering the Gravity Field for ten days."

"I..."

Yang Lele’s expression fell, and the joy of breaking through to the Body Refining Sixth Layer vanished, even feeling a bit unlucky suddenly.

He’s not someone who can cook. From birth until now, he’s always had everything done for him. He knows what a cooking ladle looks like, but using it seems harder than wielding a Mountain-Crushing Saber weighing hundreds of pounds.

If he doesn’t do it, he’ll be banned from the Gravity Field for ten days.

Three hours a day, that’s 27 hours, and multiplied by ten is 270 hours.

After this huge number appeared in his mind, he felt overwhelmed.

At this moment, Wen Ping moved to another seat and silently asked the system in his mind, "System, why did just one puff cause such a big change in Yang Lele?"

"His zero-star talent improved to one-star talent, and one puff is enough. Please see, host."

Yang Lele’s information popped up in front of him.

Yang Lele

Gender: Male

Age: 15

Realm: Body Refining Sixth Layer

Talent: 1-star

Seeing this talent, Wen Ping was taken aback and asked somewhat in disbelief, "Was he zero-star talent before?"

"Talent doesn’t represent everything. The world is vast, and opportunities are infinite. Some people have zero-star talent but encounter great opportunities in their life, obtaining supreme treasures and eventually standing at the pinnacle of the world, with countless 9-star geniuses under their feet!"

"What a headache. If I knew, I would’ve waited a bit before giving him the Life Cigar, which wasted a table of dishes."

Recalling the mouthwatering roast duck and meatballs, Wen Ping immediately scolded Yang Lele, "Put out the cigar for me."

"Sect Leader, this cigar..." Yang Lele wanted to say something but hesitated, eventually pinching out the still-smoldering Life Cigar with his fingers and walked into the kitchen, looking anxiously at the kitchen utensils.

Glancing at the iron ladle, he truly felt at this moment that it was heavier than the Great Ring Saber. Looking behind him, he lit the cigar again, trying to take a puff. After feeling the changes in his body, he forced a smile and gripped the iron ladle.

"It’s just cooking!"

"Lele," Huai Ye called out to him, propping her head with her hand, watching him from across the stove.

"What?"

"How did you suddenly break through to the Body Refining Sixth Layer?"

"It’s a secret."

Yang Lele took a puff of the cigar and slowly exhaled, his eyes looking into the distance, holding the spoon with a deep gaze. Remembering Wen Ping’s advice to take it slow, he managed not to choke on the second puff.

However, recalling his failure to act cool in front of Zhao Qing made his heart itch terribly, as if something was blocking it.

Huai Ye coaxed gently, "Tell me, and I’ll help you. Think about it, fifteen minutes, aside from me, who else in the Immortal Sect can cook up a table of dishes?"

"Deal!" Considering the ten-day punishment, Yang Lele decided to drop the act. Then, recalling how he had mimicked Wen Ping’s distant gaze earlier, he asked Huai Ye, "Huai Ye, do you think I looked handsome smoking the cigar just now?"

"If I have to lie to know the truth, then I’d rather not know it!"

"Hehe."

Is it so hard to praise me for being handsome?

With an awkward laugh, he said, "It’s the cigar the Sect Leader just gave me. One puff enhanced my perception of Qi and improved my compatibility with Qi. What used to take a week to achieve was done in a breath."

"So powerful?"

"Of course, want to try a puff?" Yang Lele quickly offered the cigar, and Huai Ye with a smile was about to take a puff but ultimately stopped. Because if her Demon Beast got close, it would indirectly mean kissing Yang Lele.

After pushing Yang Lele aside, Huai Ye quickly went back to stir-frying. Love for cooking meant she wouldn’t find it tedious even if she had to start over.

Three woks were being stir-fried simultaneously, with fiery snakes climbing up the rims of the pots.

In less than fifteen minutes, six dishes were ready!

While the group sat around eating, Huai Ye swiftly brought up the topic of cigars, "Sect Leader, can you give me one of those cigars?"

"Not for sale."

"But you gave it to Yang Lele, and he said it was the cigar that allowed him to break through to the Body Refining Sixth Layer so quickly. I want to reach the Body Refining Fourth Layer soon, too. Look at me; I’m the weakest here. What if they bully me in the future?"

As she spoke, Huai Ye put on a pitiful expression.

If Wen Ping didn’t know she was a Ba Snake, capable of swallowing an elephant, he might have been fooled by her expression.

"Girls shouldn’t smoke."

"Huh?" Huai Ye immediately hugged Wen Ping’s hand.

"Fine, I’ll give you one."

Wen Ping reluctantly took another cigar from the box and said, "The first one is 50 Gold, the second 100 Gold. Pay up if you want it."

"Why?"

"No reason," Wen Ping thought to himself. "I can buy five a day. It takes about 20 to go from One-star Talent to Two-star Talent. My own talent needs enhancement, too. How can I sell them to you cheaply?"

"Here!"

Huai Ye didn’t ask more, quickly taking out 100 Gold Tickets, then picked out the most beautiful-looking cigar.

They all looked the same, but girls always believe there’s the most beautiful one.

"Sect Leader, I want one too!"

Zhao Qing joined in the fun.

"The third one is 500 Gold. Do you still want it?" Wen Ping deliberately set a high price to discourage Zhao Qing.

Unexpectedly, Yang Lele suddenly handed over a 1000 Gold ticket and said, "Sect Leader, I’ll pay for her."

"No change."

Wen Ping took the Thousand Gold ticket, not intending to give change to Yang Lele, even though he had many 100 denomination tickets in his pocket. Painfully, he let Zhao Qing pick one and then immediately said to Yun Liao, "The fourth one is 10,000 Gold!"

"Uh..."

Yun Liao was instantly speechless.

He wanted to pay, but 10,000 Gold for one cigar seemed too much.

"Why?"

"No reason, buy it if you can afford it."

After quickly finishing a few bites, Wen Ping left, feeling hurt after selling three cigars.

Although each cigar only cost him 10 Gold.

Although he earned 620 Gold.

"System, can’t you increase the daily number of cigars beyond five? Isn’t it too little?"

"Upgrade the building, and you can naturally unlock more daily purchase chances."

"Then upgrade the building for me."

"Seeing as the host has accessed the self-upgrade panel, upgrade functionality is activated, and the Gold Coin upgrade function is enabled!"

The Immortal Sect map appeared suddenly, differing from what was seen yesterday. When the belief touched the Main Hall, an additional option appeared.

Besides the store, there was an upgrade box.

"System, can you explain the enhancements post-upgrade?"

"Upgrading the Main Hall increases attraction distance to 8,000 meters and opens targeted attraction, allowing for recruitment to expand the Immortal Sect. Also, daily three-time purchase volume of store items will increase."

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