Lu Chun, a college student, was tricked into coming to Shancheng to cultivate immortality by a mysterious email.
Following the address of the sect, Mount Shu Road, written on her acceptance letter, she found a hot pot restaurant. The location was ridiculous, but when she saw a cool beauty dressed all in white sitting at the door with a clear gaze, she still mustered up the courage to approach.
Lu Chun: “Um... I’m looking for the Immortal Sanhua.”
The cool beauty: “We only have brain flower, kidney flower, and county flower here.”
Lu Chun: “Then does anyone here cultivate immortality?”
The cool beauty: “Why would you come to Shancheng for seafood?”
Lu Chun: “No, I passed the preliminary screening for the United Dao Alliance and want to join you. Heaven’s secrets can’t be revealed. I can’t say too much, but... you understand, right?”
The cool beauty coldly turned away, flicked her sleeve, and tossed a copy of Hot Pot Restaurant Employee Training Manual into Lu Chun’s arms. Looking at the booklet, Lu Chun realized she’d been tricked. She angrily threw it to the ground, then, eyes brimming with tears, picked it back up.
Between throwing it down and picking it up, her dream of cultivating immortality went up in smoke.
With tears in her eyes, she asked the cool beauty, “Sis, I got scammed by a phone fraudster. I want to earn enough money to get home.”
“Room and board included, plus 2,500 a month.”
“Deal!”
But after starting work, Lu Chun discovered that the hot pot restaurant was full of extraordinary people:
The delivery guy flew through the clouds, the manager had iron hands for swishing tripe, and the head waitress could summon a pair of yin-yang fish with a single palm flip, then hammer a brand-new divided hot pot into shape. As for the cool but short-tempered beauty at the front desk, Feng Xianxian...
In her spare time, Lu Chun shared gossip about the restaurant on a cultivation forum. She wrote: “The lady at the front desk seems like she can’t do anything, but she always wears a plain white Hanfu around the hot pot restaurant and never gets a speck of grease on it.”
The cultivation forum exploded:
“Such terrifying speed! She can eat hot pot without getting a drop of oil on herself?”
“There is someone like that. The location really is Shancheng. Could it be...”
“Idiot, are you talking about Feng Xianxian, the genius cultivator who stands unrivaled in Shu?!”
Could this wretched hot pot restaurant... actually be a prestigious cultivation sect?
Lu Chun fell silent, stunned, and crawled back and forth across the top bunk in her dorm.
The bunk bed creaked twice. Feng Xianxian, lying below, slowly opened her eyes.
[Cold on the outside, fiery within, a senior sister who can silence you with a word x humble hot pot restaurant worker]
Planned to start sometime this year. As usual, it’ll be a hilarious, ridiculous comedy.
It has some regional flavor and is written for my hometown. If you don’t like it, please don’t flame me. "bows"
Theme: Keep your dreams in your heart, and you can make them come true.
