I Just Wanted To Live but I Somehow Became Better Than the Protagonist

“Basic Spirit Food Cooking Method”, priced at 5,000 reverse points, which could be used to make third-grade and below spirit food.

In fact, with the cooking system, Ye Yong didn’t need to cook personally, but he wanted to make his mother happy. He thought that the food that could bring Lin Wei physical and mental enjoyment was the food he made himself.

When Ye Yong said he wanted to cook, Lin Wei, Qin Shi Meng, and others were shocked.

“Yong Er, the knife is very sharp, you don’t need to go to so much trouble.”

The knife is sharp, but can it be compared to a sword? Ye Yong was speechless, saying that he had actually learned a few ordinary dishes at the Tian Luo Sect, and then entered the kitchen. Wu Xue and Xiao Huan offered to help, but were rejected.

The courtyard had all the necessary facilities, and the cooking utensils were low-grade spirit tools, which wouldn’t rust or mold even if they hadn’t been used for a long time. Ye Yong had bought a lot of recipes when he bought the cooking system, and chose some of Lin Wei’s favorites. He opened the store, bought the ingredients, rolled up his sleeves, and started cooking.

Before crossing over, Ye Yong rarely entered the kitchen, and after crossing over, he hadn’t

Lin Wei quietly opened a crack in the kitchen door to steal a glance, her heart heavy with worry. Below her, Wu Xue crouched, watching their young master’s busy back, curiosity bubbling within her about when he had learned to cook.

It was known that she had practiced for a month, and only now could she manage to prepare a meal of ordinary taste. For Ye Yong to have had even a few days to practice was already commendable.

Wu Xue had made up her mind; even if their young master brought out a lump of charcoal, she would smile and swallow it down, declaring it delicious.

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Before Returning to the Sect

“All the dishes are ready, why aren’t you eating?” Ye Yong emerged with the last pot of chicken soup, noticing Lin Wei and the others gathered around the table, with Wu Xue and Xiao Huan standing nearby, none of them moving their chopsticks. He found it quite strange.

“We’re waiting for you,” Liang Xiaorou swallowed hard, her throat dry.

Who would have thought that a young master could actually cook? And not just cook, but make it smell so enticing. During the wait for the dishes, Liang Xiaorou had pressed her left hand against her right, then her right against her left, constantly reminding herself not to lose composure in front of Lin Wei; otherwise, she would have succumbed to the temptation and tasted it long ago.

Four first-grade spirit dishes, three second-grade, three third-grade, nine dishes and one soup—this was what Ye Yong referred to as a few ordinary dishes.

Lin Wei found herself at a loss for words to describe her feelings at that moment. Ye Yong continued to surprise her time and again, becoming increasingly unfamiliar yet warming her heart deeply.

At such times, one should recite a spell to calm the emotions. Lin Wei kept silently chanting “Saint’s Legacy.”

“Xiao Xue, these are for you.” Ye Yong was unaware of Lin Wei’s feelings; he was merely fulfilling the filial duty that “Ye Yong” had not managed to accomplish. He served all the first-grade spirit dishes to Wu Xue and Xiao Huan, even sharing a bit of the second-grade for them to indulge.

Wu Xue and Xiao Huan hurriedly took their plates and dashed into the room. Thankfully, they had cultivation now; otherwise, in the past, they would have struggled to resist the allure of the third-grade spirit dishes.

“Let’s drink the soup first; this spirit chicken soup is a fine thing.” Ye Yong first filled a bowl for Lin Wei, then it was Liang Xiaorou and Qin Shimeng’s turn.

“Th-thank you.” Qin Shimeng and Liang Xiaorou held their bowls, bowing their heads to take a small sip.

Rich and sweet, bursting with chicken flavor, just a tiny taste sent ripples of spiritual energy stirring within them.

Whether it was a third-grade elixir or a third-grade spirit food, both corresponded to the Golden Core. For those in the Foundation Establishment and Crystalization stages, consuming Golden Core-level food was naturally immensely beneficial.

“It’s delicious…” Liang Xiaorou’s eyes widened slightly. She didn’t know how to discern the quality of spirit dishes, but she believed this chicken soup had reached at least a perfect standard.

Qin Shidiao didn’t say anything, just calculated in her heart the abilities Ye Yong had displayed, six arts: “calculating fate”, “array method”, “alchemy”, “talisman”, “refining equipment”, and “spiritual food”. He had already mastered two of them, and last time, he even took out a concealment talisman, which might also be his handiwork. He was proficient in three artistic skills, and who knows if he would display others in the future?

Compared to Liang Xiaorou and Qin Shidiao’s astonishment and admiration, Lin Wei felt more spiritual satisfaction and happiness.

She had never thought that one day she could eat something made by Ye Yong. She didn’t know why, but despite feeling happy, tears couldn’t help but flow out.

—— Inside the room;

“This is too delicious! Could it be that everything we ate before was made by Young Master Ye? Hey, Little Snow, why are you crying?” Xiao Huan was eating with gusto, suddenly noticing that Wu Xue had tears streaming down her face after taking a bite.

“Wuuu, I’m a useless servant girl.” Wu Xue wiped away her tears: “In front of Young Master, I feel like I can’t do anything right, and I’m afraid he’ll abandon me in the future.”

Wu Xue’s worries weren’t unreasonable. As a servant girl, she should take care of her master’s daily life, clothing, food, and shelter. But with Ye Yong, it was the opposite, and he had always been taking care of her, making it hard for her not to feel anxious.

“It shouldn’t be, Young Master Ye is very fond of you.”

“It should… wuuu… “

“It’s definitely true! It’s definitely true! Don’t cry anymore.” Seeing Wu Xue’s unstoppable sadness, Xiao Huan could only use her ultimate move: “Fine, you cry first, and I’ll eat all the dishes made by Young Master Ye by myself.”

“No way!” Wu Xue immediately changed her mood and started competing with Xiao Huan.

——

“Aunt, are you okay?” Liang Xiaorou knew that extreme happiness could lead to tears, but suddenly crying would still make people worry.

“I’m fine, it’s just that Yong’er has grown up so much all of a sudden, making me feel like I’m dreaming, and I’m afraid that if I open my eyes, it’ll all be just a dream.”

It wasn’t strange for Lin Wei to feel this way. “Ye Yong” was in a rebellious phase, fundamentally disliking his own mother, and Lin Wei would get annoyed with just a few words. But Ye Yong was different; after reading novels, he knew Lin Wei’s personality and what she would do for him, so he cherished her very much.

The two Ye Yongs, with their extreme attitudes, one being arrogant and domineering, the other being gentle and considerate of others.

Not having something wasn’t scary; what was scary was having it and then losing it.

If this was really just a dream, Lin Wei hoped she could stay asleep forever.

Ye Yong took out a handkerchief and wiped away Lin Wei’s tears, and to be honest, seeing her like this, Ye Yong felt quite heart-pained.

In a family marriage, being married off to the Ye family without any emotional foundation, with a husband who was a cultivation fanatic, her son had become her only emotional support. She was a young old mother, and all she needed was a little bit of kindness from him, and she would be very satisfied and happy. Unfortunately, “Ye Yong” didn’t understand, and his single-mindedness had brought disaster to the family and to Lin Wei.