Chapitre 1361: Festival Finale

"Wait, is she for real?"

"Is that even possible?" 

"Isn't this a cooking competition?"

The sect members gazed at an eccentric cultivator that seemed to be in her own world. All she had done was pile all the ingredients atop the flavor-changing fire, causing the entire pile to go up in flames. 

Immediately after, due to how many varieties of flavors the flame had to take on due to coming in contact with so many ingredients, the flame immediately died out. 

The cultivator then scooped them out and arranged them on a plate, calling it a day as she grinned at Krune, flashing him a thumbs-up as she asked, "Why don't you give me the prize already, turtle uncle?"