The Battle Between Immortals and Demons Triggered by Salty and Sweet Tofu Pudding

As soon as I opened my eyes, I went from a Michelin chef to a starving immortal in the world of immortality. I took out the iron pot and sneered: I am professional. The Demon Lord put his sword against my throat: "If you dare to play tricks, your soul will be driven away." I cooked a bowl of snail noodles with my backhand: "Try it? It smells so bad that it makes you faint, which is considered a work injury." When the streets of the Night Demon Palace were deserted, the Demon Lord squatted on the roof and shouted that it was really sweet. The elder of the Immortal Sect scolded me for desecrating Qing Xiu: "You want to mess with your Taoist mind just by eating ordinary food?" I brought out the molecular cuisine ice cream: "The end of cultivating immortality is science." The Supreme Elder had an epiphany on the spot and demolished the alchemy room overnight and converted it into an ice cellar. Until the war between immortals and demons broke out, and the big guys from the two worlds crowded my small restaurant: "Boss, let's stop the war first! The hot pot soup base is almost dry——"