My past life exposure shocked the entire internet.

Yan Tingfeng had to admit a fact.

Even the unpalatable taste of tree bark and soil pales in comparison to this rice bowl.

At the same time, he did find it somewhat incomprehensible.

Why can a plate of rice with toppings that smells and looks normal taste so bad that it's worse than death?
Yan Tingfeng finally understood why others looked at him with such pity when they heard that he wanted to eat the food made by Si Fuqing.

Swallowing the first bite is a matter of politeness.

Not finishing the food was for his life.

"Damn it! What do you mean?" Si Fuqing clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. "Are you saying my cooking is bad?"

This time, she didn't blow up the kitchen; not even the pots were damaged.
Yan Tingfeng slowly stood up, smiling calmly: "It's just that Xiaowan has already fought a match, so it wouldn't be appropriate for me not to accept the challenge."

"You choose the path to hell when there's a way to heaven." Si Fuqing rubbed her fists together, "Sister, you see? He's the one who wanted to fight me!"

Ye Wanlan said helplessly, "Xiao Qing, the food you make... is definitely more enjoyable to fight with."

“Sister!” Si Fuqing turned her head, her eyes immediately filled with tears. “I also want to be a culinary expert like Sister Ning, but I just can’t do it.”

Yu Xiheng raised an eyebrow slightly: "It's alright, one person in the family who can cook is enough."

"Ah Jiu is the best!" Si Fuqing's eyes lit up. "I want some snacks!"

Yu Xiheng agreed, saying, "Okay."

Yan Tingfeng said lightly, "That's absolutely right. I'm more than enough to cook for Xiaowan."

Si Fuqing: "..."

Si Fuqing said expressionlessly, "We can't fight here. Do you dare to come with me to the Eternal Continent?"

Although Earth 9 and the Eternal Continent were originally worlds of the same origin, after splitting into two worlds, one is a technological world and the other is a spiritual cultivation world.

In a technological world where spiritual energy is not very abundant, it is indeed difficult to unleash one's full potential.

Yan Tingfeng's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled faintly: "I shall obey your command."

“Sister, you should come too.” Si Fuqing hugged Ye Wanlan’s arm. “Master has mentioned you to me, as well as Yunmeng, the leader of Yunmengze. She’s not an old woman; she’s young and beautiful.”

Ye Wanlan nodded: "Okay."

But in her memory, the Eternal Continent was not a beautiful place.

She is not afraid of water, much less the deep sea.

However, because he was buried in the endless seabed back then, he developed inner demons.

Fortunately, her inner demons have now disappeared, and she is no longer afraid.

“Sister, I also checked. The spacetime in the Endless Sea is very unstable,” Si Fuqing said. “Just like the Southern Sea you mentioned, it’s prone to getting entangled with other worlds.”

Ye Wanlan nodded: "Every world has such places, which is why things like planes going missing happen."

“But it’s alright now, I’ve stabilized the spacetime in the Endless Sea,” Si Fuqing added. “What happened before will never happen again.”

Ye Wanlan listened with a smile.

The two sisters walked ahead, while Yan Tingfeng and Yu Xiheng walked side by side behind them, showing great tacit understanding.

Yan Tingfeng suddenly spoke up: "In the past, I often saw Xiao Wan lost in thought late at night. Later I found out that she was thinking about her sister."

Yu Xiheng turned his head, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Qingqing only dares to cry and call me 'sister' in her dreams."

They are too powerful, and the responsibilities they bear far exceed those of others.

But once all the glamour fades away, they are just ordinary people with joys and sorrows.

It can laugh, it can cry, it can feel pain, it can feel hurt.

And as their closest relatives, how could they not feel sorry for them?

At this moment, the supreme martial arts master of Shenzhou and the young emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty shared the same idea. The four of them went to the Eternal Continent, while the others remained gathered at the Cloud Peak.

"Junior Sister's cooking skills are still the best," Yuejian said. "But it's really impressive that Mr. Yan could even take a bite."

Tan Jingmo clicked his tongue: "If you ask me, Junior Sister is too kind. With her personality, she should have just forced the other person to finish the rest of the food."

"Kindness?" Yun Ying raised an eyebrow. "What gave you such a misconception? How could those two words be associated with Yun Jiu?"

Yuan Mingchi smiled and said slowly, "To be precise, these two words have nothing to do with any of us."

The senior and junior disciples atop the clouds have never been kind people.

"Alright, clean up the food." Yuejian clapped her hands. "Don't just throw it in the trash can, it'll poison the dog."

Xize stared at the plate of rice with toppings and asked suspiciously, "Is it really that bad?"

In May, she encouraged him, "Why don't you give it a try? I think it looks pretty good."

"Don't even try," Norton said coldly, arms crossed. "You're too weak. If you die after eating, no one will collect your body."

"You piece of trash, how dare you belittle me like that!" Xize rolled up his sleeves. "I'm going to eat this today!"

Norton smiled: "If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do about it."

Sinai glanced at him and said, "That sounds like something a jerk would say."

Upon hearing this, Norton reached out and ruffled her platinum blonde hair, a hint of tenderness flickering in his dark green eyes. He said lazily, "Would our genius scientist be interested in testing the chemical composition of that rice bowl?"

“That makes sense.” Sinai was eager to try it out.

I have no idea what the ingredients in that dish of rice were that could be so lethal.

Looking at Xize, who had already walked up to the rice bowl, Qin Lingyu shook her head: "The emperor didn't even notice such a simple provocation."

"Hmph, he uses all his brainpower on guarding his money." Fifth Month shrugged. "Especially when he's facing Mr. Norton, his IQ drops to zero."

Xize took a spoon, scooped up a large mouthful of rice, and put it in his mouth.

The next second, his eyes widened in disbelief: "This food..."

In May, she pressed, "What's wrong with this meal?"

Before Xize could finish speaking, he fell straight down.

With a "bang," his eyes closed tightly, and he lost consciousness.

"..."

A silence.

"Oh my god!" Fifth Moon snapped out of her daze and rushed forward. "Don't die! Give me all your inheritance before you die!"

Xize did not react.

"It's over, Master! Help!" Fifth Month shouted. "Even money can't wake him up, he's really passed out!"

Ying Zijing finally stood up from the rocking chair. She flicked her fingers and inserted three silver needles into Xize's body.

Xize twitched, but still didn't wake up.

"Alright," Ying Zijin said, "I've forced the poison out."

Ling Mianxi asked in bewilderment, "Then why is he still unconscious?"

Ying Zijing yawned: "It's a mental illness; my spirit couldn't handle it."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone looked at the plate of rice with awe, and then retreated in unison once again.

This is absolutely terrible! (End of Chapter)