Chapter 113: Chapter 111: Let the Winds of Barbecue Blow to the Cultivation World (Part 2)

"I never thought roasted demon beast meat could be this delicious! It’s so good, so, so good! It’s savory and spicy, with a slight numbing sensation on my tongue. This flavor is totally my kind of food."

"It’s delicious! So hot and fragrant! I’ve never eaten anything this good in my whole life."

Those who hadn’t gotten any were desperate to know if it was really that delicious. "Is it really that good? Quick, let me have a taste..."

"No way. Madam gave this to me."

"Bro, are you asking for a beating by not sharing...?"

"Here, sis, have a skewer. The meat Madam grilled is just too good."

"Really? Let me try."

The Bloodfiend Den had far more men than women; a single glance revealed that the vast majority were male cultivators, with female cultivators being few and far between. Because of this, even female cultivators with fiery tempers who were quick to kick someone were still quite popular with the men. Just like now, when someone who got extra meat immediately shared it with a female cultivator next to him.

Seeing that everyone was enjoying it,

Celeste Grant raised a hand to get their attention.

"No need to fight, everyone! There’s enough for all of you. If you didn’t get any, just wait for the next batch. I promise, everyone here will get to have some barbecue today."

The crowd placed their hands over their chests and bowed.

"Thank you, Madam."

’Madam is so good to us! For someone of her status to personally grill meat for us subordinates...’

Nerida, who was by Celeste Grant’s side, and her son were also eating the barbecue.

Nerida ate a skewer.

’This flavor...’

’It’s numbing, but it just makes me want more.’

’I love it.’

"It’s delicious, Madam."

Celeste Grant smiled faintly.

"I’m glad you like it. Here, have a few more skewers."

As she spoke, she handed the skewers she had set aside for herself to Nerida and her son, then ate one herself. "This is the stuff. If I just had a Coke to go with it, it’d be absolutely perfect."

Nerida asked curiously, "Madam, what is this ’Coke’?"

Celeste Grant gave a faint smile. "It’s a type of drink," she said. "I’m not sure if it can be concocted here, but I’ll try sometime. With Coke, you can eat this barbecue without it feeling too heavy."

Nerida was full of admiration.

"Madam, you’re amazing for thinking of all this." ’Even barbecue can be this delicious.’

Standing beside her, Aaron Sinclair was eating with gusto. He nodded repeatedly as he ate. "Wow, this barbecue is so good! You’re amazing, Mother!"

"Keep it down, or all this praise will go to my head."

It was no wonder they all thought it was delicious; Celeste Grant herself thought it was unbelievably good. The quality of the meat and its texture were better than any barbecue she’d had before.

The main reason was the raw ingredients. After all, this was the Cultivation World. In a place brimming with nature’s spiritual energy, even the meat from a regular pig would taste completely different.

After that, Celeste Grant continued to grill and hand out food to the disciples present.

The Bloodfiend Den had a great many disciples, and the barbecue in the plaza ended up lasting for three days straight. They ran out of meat, so the disciples went out to hunt more, even helping to prepare and skewer it.

For a bite of food, these Demon Cultivators were all incredibly motivated.

’What a bunch of foodies!’

In any case, the barbecue she introduced had certainly made a name for itself in the Bloodfiend Den.

During these three days, Elder Lawson and the others were too busy developing the app to join in, so Celeste Grant grilled a separate portion for them and had it sent over.

Later that evening, Celeste Grant was ready to pack up. The last batch of meat was grilled, and most of the Bloodfiend Den’s disciples had eaten.

’I feel like someone’s still missing, someone who hasn’t eaten...’

"Have you noticed someone’s missing?"

Aaron Sinclair glanced around, spotted a black shadow flitting past in the distance, and chuckled. "Someone was too proud to show up. I wonder who? Oh, wait, it’s my dear old dad."

The words had barely left his mouth when a figure appeared beside him, a hand clamping down on his head. "Brat, who are you saying is too proud? You need your old man to loosen up your bones for you? I think you’re tired of living."

"Daddy, stop pushing on my head! What if I don’t grow tall?"

Javier Sinclair sneered. "I’m this tall. If you end up short, that’s your own problem."

Hearing the exchange between father and son, Celeste Grant couldn’t help but feel the corner of her mouth twitch.

’So childish! The Exalted One must be at least seven years old!’

Seeing him, Celeste Grant handed him the barbecue skewers she was holding. "This is the last batch. Care for some? It’s called barbecue, a new food I’m introducing. All our Bloodfiend Den disciples who’ve tried it say it’s great."

Javier Sinclair walked to her side and took them. "Hah. So you finally thought of me?"

He said this as his cool gaze fell upon her. "You certainly have a lot of free time, grilling meat for everyone here. How come I never see you being this nice to me?"

Hearing this, Celeste Grant paused for a moment before bursting into laughter. "Someone sounds a little sour. Are you jealous, Exalted One?"

Javier Sinclair’s face reddened, and he looked away without a word.

He looked down at the barbecue in his hand and took a bite. He was about to stubbornly declare it was just average but found it was ridiculously delicious.

’Delicious... so delicious!’

In his mind, he was already screaming "delicious" over and over, but his face remained impassive as he said coolly, "It’s not bad."

’This woman’s cooking is really good.’

’I love this. To think that demon beast meat could be this tasty just by grilling it.’

Celeste Grant leaned in closer and said, "This time it’s just meat, but you can actually barbecue lots of things—things that fly, things that run on the ground, things that swim in the water. You can even grill vegetables and Spiritual Medicines. Next time I’ll grill some other things for you. A mix of meat and vegetables tastes even better."

"So you really can barbecue anything?"

Celeste nodded. "That’s right. I’ll make it for you next time."

’He had to admit...’

’He was kind of looking forward to it.’

"Alright."

Celeste Grant glanced at him and said, "Let me tell you, not only is this barbecue delicious, but it can also earn us heaps of Spirit Stones."

Javier Sinclair looked down at the barbecue skewer in his hand and nodded slightly. "So, this stuff... how are you planning to sell it?"

Celeste pointed to the one in his hand. "There’s a decent amount of meat on each skewer, so let’s sell them for one Spirit Stone each. Or maybe two skewers for one Spirit Stone. Small profits, high volume."

Javier Sinclair’s mind immediately pictured how large a single demon beast was.

In the Cultivation World, most cultivators could only sell a low-level demon beast for a few Spirit Stones. High-level ones went for tens, hundreds, or even thousands of Spirit Stones.

Based on her price of one Spirit Stone per skewer, a single demon beast could easily be sold for several thousand Spirit Stones, maybe even more!

After all, the one thing the Bloodfiend Den didn’t lack was manpower. They could hunt the demon beasts themselves.

’So this is basically like picking up Spirit Stones for free! This woman is full of ideas.’

’What was it I thought before?’

’This woman had sought me out.’

’Back then, I’d thought, if she was pregnant, she could just have the child. As the grand leader of the top sect of the Demonic Sects, I could certainly afford to support her.’

’So why did it now feel like I’m the one being supported?’

Seeing him staring at her without a word, Celeste Grant thought she must have something on her face. "You’re staring at me. Is there something on my face?"

Javier Sinclair averted his gaze.

"No."

’It was just that when this woman spoke, she was so vibrant, as if she were glowing.’

’It made him feel as if he were standing in darkness, suddenly illuminated by a brilliant light.’

’This feeling... it was really strange!’