His cooking is so delicious that he's become the darling of the entire cultivation world.

Chapter 393 Oath

The Immortal Venerable Jiqing lowered his head, his eyes falling on the stack of parchment paper.

The names of Yun Ci are written on spirit stone mines, cities, mountains, secret realms, valleys scattered throughout the world, and the now-thriving merchant guild.

The output of these spirit stone mines in a single month is more than the annual harvest of many major sects.

Moreover, the chamber of commerce on paper is rising rapidly among all chambers of commerce, and can be said to be a dark horse soaring to the sky.

The Silent Immortal Venerable put down the parchment and looked at Chu Zimo.

“Immortal, I will also rebuild a big house for Yun Ci, so that Yun Ci will not have to live in the back mountain in a wronged way.”

Although he knew Yun Ci didn't care about where she lived, he just wanted to give her the best.

In the past, wherever Yun Ci was, that was where he was; wherever Yun Ci was, that was the best place.

Now he wants Yun Ci to have the best and biggest house.

Immortal Venerable Jiqing spoke up, "These things can be given to Elder Huaiyuan and also to Ci'er. Ci'er currently owns more than three thousand mines, controls tens of thousands of mineral veins, and also has cities and ancient sites... it's just that Ci'er herself doesn't know it."

"We only care about how you can promise to be there for him from beginning to end."

After all, mountains and rivers may change, appearances may change, and true feelings can change in an instant.

Chu Ziming scratched his head and said with a smile, "I said I could guarantee my love for Yun Ci from beginning to end, but you definitely wouldn't believe me, so let the heavens be my witness."

"I swear..." Chu Ziming raised his hand, and thunder rumbled across the vast sky.

Before he could finish speaking, a burst of spiritual energy sealed Chu Ziming's mouth.

Chu Ziming immediately pointed to his mouth and started making muffled noises, his face turning bright red.

Immortal Venerable Jiqing withdrew his spiritual power.

Chu Ziming was panting heavily, but his eyes were extremely bright and determined. He said between breaths, "Immortal Venerable, this is my own choice."

But he didn't expect the Immortal Venerable to stop him, and thinking of this, Chu Ziming felt a warmth in his heart.

Thunder roared, and the oath was made.

Chu Zimo thought.

He couldn't imagine that there would come a day when he would stop loving the clouds.

The Silent Immortal frowned. "Do you know what you've chosen?"

A future ruined and a Dao heart destroyed—for a cultivator, this is no different from death.

Chu Ziming nodded, "I know that day will never come. Since you have entrusted Yun Ci to me, I will treat him well."

"I know how delicate Yun Ci is. She can't stand water that's too cold or too hot. She'll throw a tantrum if she's thirsty and it takes her even a few seconds to get a drink. She also can't stand being rubbed too hard. Her blankets have to be soft and smell like sunshine. She even has to have a certain amount of firestone in the heater in winter. So, let me take care of this delicate Yun Ci. I want her!"

Chu Ziming patted his chest, making a deep, resonant thud, as solid, powerful, and fervent as a vow landing on the ground.

He knew that day would never come, so he dared to swear on everything important, because Yun Ci deserved the most sincere and solemn promise in the world.

He got the best people in the world, and he didn't cherish them. What's wrong with Heaven punishing him?

Immortal Venerable Jiqing stared at Chu Ziming for a few seconds, then looked away and said calmly, "As you wish."

Chu Ziming turned around and said, "Then I'll be leaving now, Immortal Venerable."

He was going to see Yun Ci, but he didn't know if Yun Ci was busy today.

Just as I was about to leave, something appeared in my hand.

Chu Ziming stared at the thing in his hand for a moment, then looked up at Immortal Venerable Jiqing.

Immortal Venerable Jiqing had already lowered his head to look at the chessboard.

Chu Ziming immediately clasped his hands in a fist salute and nodded respectfully.

......

When Chu Ziming swaggered into the restaurant, there was a large crowd gathered outside, creating a lively and noisy scene.

People dressed in the robes of disciples from various peaks were crowding into the restaurant.

"Don't push me! Who's pushing me?"

"Don't push, there are a lot of people inside. If I could squeeze in, I would have gone in already."

"What are you saying? If we don't hurry, what will we do if Yun Ci's food sells out today?"

"I've been in seclusion for half a month. I came back immediately this morning when I found out that Yun Ci was back."

"Hehe, last time I ate the fried beef skewers that Senior Brother Yun made, I went back and leveled up a small realm. Now I'm at the fifth level of Qi Refining."

"The food that Senior Brother Yun makes is full of spiritual energy. It's wonderful. It satisfies my taste buds and can also improve my cultivation."

"Have you seen Yun Ci? Have you seen Yun Ci?" A female cultivator stood on tiptoe, clutching a communication device in her hand, her expression urgent.

Never mind! She's determined to get a picture of Yun Ci today!

People in the group are going to tear her apart! If there aren't any new images, everyone in her group will be poached by another group!

However, the female cultivator felt a little better when she thought that there were no new images of Yun Ci in the other group either. This time, she wanted to get the images first!

The crowd had already reached the entrance, and a slightly taller female cultivator kept peering into the restaurant. "No, is Yun Ci in the kitchen...?"

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Yun Ci isn't making any food today!"

"What? Yun Ci isn't cooking? So, Da Hai and Mao Mao did it?"

"No! Although what they make is delicious now, it's not perfect. It's still a little bit short of the perfection in my mind."

"Waaaaah, I want to eat what Yun Ci makes!"

"I want to eat Yun Ci's cooking too! I've been waiting for a whole month!"

"Who hasn't? Do you know how I've gotten through this past month?!"

"It seems that the sauce for today's fried skewers was made by Yun Ci."

"? Then I won't leave."

"Didn't Yun Ci arrive? Why didn't he prepare any food?" an outer disciple asked in confusion.

A disciple from the outer sect who had just finished eating replied in a friendly manner, "Yun Ci said that he will be selling new products tomorrow, and he is currently researching them."

Upon hearing this, everyone became excited, their faces beaming with anticipation and smiles.

However, some people were still saddened that they couldn't eat the fried skewers made by Yun Ci herself today.

Chu Ziming walked into the restaurant.

A figure was standing not far from the kitchen door, with an obvious conflicted expression on his face. Upon seeing Chu Ziming, the person immediately walked over.

Just as Chu Ziming was about to enter the kitchen, a pleasant voice rang out beside him, yet it made Chu Ziming frown.

"Senior brother."

Chu Ziming frowned and turned his head.

The person in front of me had pure black hair and a striking appearance, but no expression. He looked to be around fifteen or sixteen years old.

Chu Ziming looked at him and said impatiently, "What?"

Gu Congnan's dark eyes remained expressionless as he stared intently at Chu Ziming, his gaze and tone serious. He said...

"I want to eat the fried skewers that Senior Brother Yun makes."

Chu Ziming looked Gu Congnan up and down, his expression puzzled, as if to say, "Are you crazy?"

"If you want to eat it, just buy it yourself. Why are you telling me? Tsk, get out of my way."

Gu Congnan reached out and blocked Chu Ziming's path, displaying an attitude of relentless determination.

"I want to eat the ones made by Senior Brother Yun. The fried skewers today weren't made by Senior Brother Yun."

"I want to eat what Senior Brother Yun makes, not what anyone else makes."

Chu Zimo, "?"