The Laid-Back Junior Sister: Sword in Hand, Poultry in the Pot

Reincarnated as a useless little disciple of an immortal sect, Lin Zhaozhao planned to scrape by with her family's traditional braised-food recipe.

She never expected that, before she knew it, she would turn all the big shots in the cultivation world into her dining companions.

Xuan Jin, the madman who fought his way to the position of Demon Lord, was reminded of his childhood by one pot of her braised food. From then on, he became fiercely protective of his food: "Dare touch my little taste of the mortal world, and I'll wipe out your entire family!"

Senior Brother Shen Qingci, the ultimate overachiever, claimed she was "neglecting her proper duties," yet made excuses to patrol the mountains every day just to steal tips on her sugar-painting skills, all under the lofty pretense of "following the natural way."

Tu Shanyue, the lazy and easygoing Fox Emperor of the demon tribe, complained that her cooking had "no class" while pulling out rare spiritual ingredients. "Hey, make it spicier. I'll give you a cut of the profits."

Then there was the remnant soul of a sword attendant who had slept for a hundred years. The first thing he did after awakening was complain that her braising spices were missing an ancient ingredient.

Even the ancient divine beast, Coalball, went from aloof beast to rolling on the ground and shamelessly begging for food, all to become her food-protecting bodyguard.

When the villainous sect came knocking, Lin Zhaozhao looked at the line of top-tier fighters from the immortal, demon, and monster realms, and quietly raised her spatula.

"Um... fight all you want, but don't overturn my braised-food stall!"