So What If I Have a Trash Spiritual Root? I'll Prove the Dao with a Manchu-Han Feast

On the day Xie Yunmin joined the Shilan Sect, there were only two people in the whole sect.

One was her master, so poor he could barely scrape by, and only any good at fighting.

The other was her, with a damaged spiritual root, too lazy to do anything but cook.

To set his new disciple on the path to immortality, her master emptied his savings and traded with the Danxia Sect for a secret treasure that was never meant to be shared. Xie Yunmin set up a pill furnace and began cultivating in earnest.

Day one: plain noodles in clear broth. Day two: meatballs poached in clear broth. Day three...

An elder from the Danxia Sect rushed over in the middle of the night. "It's wrong, it's wrong! There was a mix-up! This isn't a cultivation manual, it's a cookbook from another world!"

Looking at the spiritual energy swirling around the food in her furnace, Xie Yunmin fell into deep thought.

What's the difference? Cultivating immortality is still cultivation, right?

From then on, she used her pill furnace as a cooking pot and spirit plants and demon beasts as ingredients, forging a completely unprecedented path of cultivation.

Before long, Yunyun Cliff grew lively, too.

One day, a mortal jumped off the cliff. The next, a demon came by to scam them.

Xie Yunmin: "Want a free meal? Sure, that'll cost you."

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[The everyday warmth of the cultivation world and a laid-back heroine]