I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1197: The Invitation of the Seven Fairies to Bring Wealth (First Update)

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It's vacation time now, no need to go to school.

An Lin calmed down his impatient heart and faced future challenges with a more positive heart. The Heavenly God Chef An Lin Food Store has reopened!

After he handed over 95 million spirit stones to Chang'e, there were only more than 50 million spirit stones left in the ring. This amount of money was too little, and he still needed to work hard to make money.

Although Xiaolan God of Cooking was the most popular in the Heavenly Court, An Lin was not bad either. He was still the most famous among the immortal chefs in the Heavenly Court. On the day of the opening, many immortals wanted to have a full meal.

In the end, after a round of bidding, the dishes of the day were jointly won by the seven fairies who sent wealth at a high price of 320,000 spirit stones.

They ordered a dish that was changing with each passing day, and then chatted in the store.

An Lin skillfully cooked in a frying pan in the kitchen. Six divine fires and one holy fire turned freely in his palm, becoming more and more pure and skilled.

"Your order is coming!"

An Lin walked slowly over with a beautiful dish covered with a lid.

Several fairies were immediately excited and looked at the dish with shining eyes.

As the lid was opened, divine light shot out and strange visions appeared.

Under the exclamations of the fairies, the extremely delicious aroma floated in the whole food store, making people unable to help but pounce on the dish immediately.

Oh... the seven fairies, at this moment, have pounced on the dish like wolves and tigers.

"Don't fight with me! Xiaoliu, this egg is mine!"

"Then I want this golden stick!"

"Ah... don't squeeze..."

The fairies didn't care about their manners at all, and rushed to taste this delicious dish.

An Lin found it funny to see them like this. The way they ate was so noisy that the fairies soon became disheveled and accidentally exposed large areas of their white skin. They really didn't treat him as an outsider...

Soon, the dishes were finished. The fairies lay on the chairs with unsatisfied looks on their faces, tidying up their clothes casually, and some even smacked their lips.

"An Lin, why is your Ri Xin Yue Yi dish different from the Ri Xin Yue Yi dish last time?" Tian Shou Fairy asked with a smile, holding her cheek.

"Because this dish is called Ri Xin Yue Yi, if it is still the same as before, wouldn't it be an insult to the name of the dish?" An Lin said confidently.

The fairies couldn't help laughing.

"This dish is just like you, changing with each passing day."

"Yes, yes, you're making big news every day, and you've really changed in the blink of an eye."

"When I first met you, you were just a little-known cultivator, but now you're a big shot that everyone knows..."

"In terms of popularity alone, in the entire heaven, apart from the five emperors, the fairy killer Yang Jian, and the male fairy killer Chang'e, it seems that An Lin is the only one."

"Yes, yes, yes... After all, An Lin is a cooking god, and he can kill men, women, old and young..."

The seven fairies were full and had nothing better to do, so they started to discuss An Lin in front of him.

Three women make a show, and these seven fairies can probably make a TV series.

An Lin didn't chase them away, and was happy to let them discuss on the side.

There was no way, these girls spoke too nicely and too realistically, and An Lin liked to listen.

"By the way, An Lin, we are preparing to organize the Peach Festival, do you have any good ideas?" Lin Junjun looked at An Lin with a smile on her face.

"Peach Festival?" An Lin's eyes lit up and he asked excitedly, "When will it be held?"

He had never participated in this legendary feast in heaven, so he was quite interested.

"About two months later." Lin Junjun blinked her bright eyes, "The Four Nine Immortal Sect will also receive an invitation letter, but there are only ten places."

"So few?" An Lin made a rough calculation and found that they didn't have enough places!

"It's a lot. I have tried my best to get places for you. This is the Peach Festival for the entire Taichu Continent. The nine royal families with deep roots in the Jiuzhou Realm only have eight places each. It's not easy for me to get ten places for you..." Lin Junjun looked at An Lin with a grievance.

An Lin stroked his chin and asked curiously, "How many places did the four major sects receive?"

"Thirty." Lin Junjun said.

"So many?" An Lin was shocked. "We are still two 49th Immortal Sects away from the four major sects?"

Lin Junjun rolled her eyes: "Don't underestimate the value and influence of a Hedao superpower. It is because of the Hedao superpower that the four major sects have been able to rank among the first-class forces in the Taichu Continent and are not under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court."

"Fairy Tianyu... our family is also about to have a Hedao master, you know... or how about being flexible and adjusting the quota a little more..." An Lin's eyes lit up and he pleaded.

"Eh..."

A burst of voices from the fairies, either disgusted or excited, came from the food store.

Lin Junjun blushed even more and said angrily: "An Lin, don't try to get close to me... I, although I am an elder of the 49th Immortal Sect, you can't call me my family..."

"No problem, my sect is a big family." An Lin was very confident.

Lin Junjun's fair face gradually turned red, and she said angrily: "Hmph, I won't talk to you about this, but if you insist on increasing the number of places, there are ways."

An Lin's eyes lit up and he asked excitedly: "What way?"

"Ahem..." Lin Junjun cleared her throat, as if she was brewing something.

The eldest sister Tianshou Fairy on the side couldn't help but interrupt: "As long as you give us seven sisters, each of us can cook a dish..."

The second sister Tianyang Fairy said: "This way the Four-Nine Immortal Sect can have twenty places!!"

An Lin: "..."

"Is this the real purpose of your coming here?" An Lin said with a dark look on his face.

"All the pocket money has been taken away. We can only make ends meet in this way. Please, Master Chef An Lin, please enjoy the meal!" Fairy Tianqing, the sixth sister, begged pitifully.

"It sounds like you have nothing to eat." An Lin had a toothache.

"Once upon a time, everything was difficult, except for Wushan. After eating the food you cooked, I will not admit that any other food is rice!" Fairy Tianxian, the fifth sister, said enthusiastically.

An Lin's mouth twitched slightly: "Even if you praise me so much, I won't be soft-hearted. And..."

He turned his attention to Fairy Tianyu: "Is this what you said you have tried your best to fight for me? So what the hell is it that you can change from ten places to twenty places?"

"Because, personally, I have tried my best. What I have to do next is not something I can accomplish alone." Lin Junjun rubbed his brows and continued, "I want to make the Four Nine Immortals Sect The ten places become twenty, and we seven sisters need to work together to complete it!"

An Lin looked at the seven fairies in front of him in shock: "What do you want to do?"

Fairy Tianshou danced her graceful waist and said in a sweet voice: "Behave like a baby to your parents!"

Fairy Tianyang's eyes were red, and her tears fell down: "Cry to your parents!"

Fairy Tianqing took out a broken bowl and banged it: "Hunger strike or eat dirt to protest!"

Fairy Tianxian even pulled out her long sword and placed it across her neck, saying coldly: "If you still don't agree to increase the number of places for the Four Nine Immortal Sect to twenty, we will force you to die!"

"Sisters are united in their hearts, and their sharpness can break gold!" the seven fairies shouted in unison.

"Plop!"

An Lin was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and said in shock: "Why do you still want to force me to die? Believe it or not, I will be killed by the Emperor of Heaven before you die!!"

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