As a martial arts prodigy rarely seen in Tianjian Sect for a century, Yun Shushu's life should have been like this: practicing, making breakthroughs, stunning everyone, and becoming a martial arts legend. However, Yun Shushu in reality - "Senior brother, today's dinner is steamed pork with lotus leaves, Longjing shrimps, and Wensi tofu soup. Are you sure you still want to force me to practice swordsmanship?" Looking at the bright eyes of the younger junior sister and the fragrant meal on the table behind her, the senior senior brother of Tianjian Sect swallowed silently, and swallowed back the words "sect honor". The master was heartbroken: "Disciple! Your swordsmanship is perfect, why do you insist on being obsessed with cooking!" Yun Shushu turned the chicken legs over and answered seriously: "Master, the true meaning of food is connected with the way of swordsmanship. The control of fire is the expansion and release of internal force; the combination of ingredients is the combination of moves. Look at this 'Golden Roast Chicken', the moment it comes out of the oven, the aroma is like sword energy, and it can instantly conquer the hearts of everyone within a ten-mile radius." Master: "... It makes sense, but can you memorize the sword manual first?" The martial arts conference is about to begin, and all the sects are gearing up. Only the Tianjian Sect is gloomy, because their talented little junior sister, who has high hopes, is deep in thought in the back mountain over whether spicy crayfish should be served with rice or steamed buns. Until one day, the young master of the Demon Sect came to the mountain gate and challenged Yun Shushu by name. Everyone was waiting, and Yun Shushu brought out a plate of freshly baked osmanthus cake, handed it to the opponent, and asked sincerely: "Before the fight, do you want to put some food on your stomach? It's freshly baked, and it's still warm~" The young master of the Demon Cult: "...?" Half an hour later,
