436: Chapter 339 436: Chapter 339 Jiang Tang took out meat that was actually not a product of his space, nor was it from the demonic beasts of Hell Palace—rather, it came from the resources packed in storage bags during his trades with the Luos, Jiangs, and Lai Family.
It must be said that the people of these families had been very thoughtful, presuming that he would not need to shop for himself while traveling since someone had already prepared resources for him.
Jiang Tang could produce magical treasures, secret manuals, and treasures in his space, but he would not produce daily necessities, such as wine that he only had if he brewed it himself.
This sort of animal meat was not naturally grown in his space either.
Jiang Tang did not just grill, he also brought out a pot to cook white rice for everyone, and yet another pot for soup.
Curiously, no one saw him use a Fire Spirit Talisman.
Barbecuing, cooking rice, and simmering soup, it was a one-stop cooking show appearing like a kitchen before their eyes, almost as if cooking with air, and there was no greasy smoke while cooking the rice—an ordinary person with a Fire Spirit Root could not achieve this.
Jiang Tang, with his superb Mahayana abilities, was merely cooking a meal for everyone.
It seemed like an overuse of talent, but those who had a meal cooked by him felt lucky.
Actually, Jiang Tang didn’t have much culinary skill.
Before his rebirth, he was someone who was served food; after rebirthing and arriving in the Cultivation World, he had to fend for himself, managing to cook simple food that was tasty, filling, and could sustain his energy for work—those were his basic requirements.
As his abilities grew stronger, some things naturally started to get better, especially since his space produced a secret manual with cooking techniques for the kitchen.
Even though he was not a master, he could still cook food that tasted much better than before.
Jiang Tang felt that cooking was like alchemy, focusing on the seasoning and the heat.
If he could excel at the difficult art of alchemy, then ordinary cooking was not a challenge for him.
A man next to him felt inferior in this aspect; the women from their family did not dare to eat the food they made.
After coming out, he never lifted a finger; Jiang Tang took care of everything.
Not having to cook and still getting to eat well was such a treat that he fully embraced his role as the little brother, letting the big brother do all the work.
The nine beauties on the Flying Arrow didn’t show any disdain for Jiang Tang turning into a cook; instead, they gazed at him affectionately.
Jiang Tang felt honored to cook for the beauties, feeling that having abilities didn’t mean he shouldn’t pamper those around him.
On the contrary, he found great joy in personally making delicious food for the women around him, deeming the Dugu brothers merely incidental in-laws.
The meal was quickly prepared amidst the admiration of the beauties, and with his attentive flair, Jiang Tang served everyone a bowl of white rice, a bowl of soup, and some grilled meat.
He could even conjure a table out of thin air for everyone to sit around in the sky and enjoy the delicacies, the aroma wafting far and wide.
The scent of their meal even attracted Cloud Elves dancing on the clouds above.
The Flying Arrow was stationary above the white clouds, and the appearance of the Cloud Elves, employing their illusion techniques, attempted to pilfer their delectable treats.
Alas, they were up against no ordinary person; Jiang Tang, with his great power, was not deceived by the small-scale enchantments and illusion spells of the Cloud Elves.
The crowd only noticed their companions and the Flying Arrow itself, no longer able to see the scenery outside the arrow, nor the environment below the sky.
Aside from Jiang Tang, only one other person could tell with their eyes that this was an illusion—Yun Duoduo, whose family excelled in Spiritual Art Skills.
The Cloud Elves, with their petty skills, managed to deceive nine people, attempting to stealthily snatch away their food.
But they could only do as they wished, for with a wave of his hand, Jiang Tang’s sleeve moved slightly, capturing the active Cloud Elves into a jade bottle.
The surrounding scenery began to clear, the prior haze vanishing.
The jade vial Jiang Tang used to contain the Cloud Elves was made from jade stones from the bottom of a lake in his space; amazingly, the Elves could not fly out once trapped inside.
Inside the bottle, the Cloud Elves looked like cute little white caterpillars with large eyes, giving them a charming and endearing appearance.
There were more than a dozen, and the nine women around Jiang Tang immediately took a liking to these white creatures.
“Jiang Tang, could you give me one to play with?” Dugu Yan’er was already a bug breeder, and not of ordinary bugs.
She harbored a bold idea: could she apply her unique rearing techniques to the Cloud Elves?
“Give me one as well…”
One after another, the women spoke up, with Yun Duoduo having a fondness for employing Spiritual Art.
She was very fond of such creatures.
Aside from the women, even the Dugu brothers, being men, asked Jiang Tang for a Cloud Elf as well.
While the other women thought the creatures cute and fun, the Dugu brothers thought that collecting one of these creatures for self-defense wasn’t a bad idea, and it could also be a charming gift to give to a future partner.
Faced with the requests from the in-laws and the beauties, Jiang Tang smiled suavely and, as if performing magic, retrieved ten jade bottles from his space.
With a gesture, the creatures, as if restrained, were placed into the ten bottles.
The remaining Cloud Elves he kept for research, adding a piece of grilled meat into the bottle before sending it into his space.
Then he distributed the ten bottles to those around him.
They were thrilled to receive the Cloud Elves, happily feeding them the grilled meat they were holding.