I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Chapter 517 is not far-fetched; it really is monster meat.

Dugu Junli wore a kind smile on his face:

"It's been so long, classmates."

"Principal... Principal!"

"Now I'm sure I'm not mistaken, right? Dugu Junli, that Mahayana stage expert, is he the principal of your Wanjue Academy?"

"How could you misunderstand? This is incredible! Has Dugu Junli joined the Xiaoyao Sect? Why is he here with us now?"

"Ah, didn't you know? Our principal has been a member of the Xiaoyao Sect for a long time. I just thought it was just a nominal position, but I didn't expect him to actually come."

Seeing the undisguised astonishment on everyone's faces, Dugu Junli coughed lightly:

“From today onwards, I will be your teacher for both magic and swordsmanship classes. Feel free to ask me any questions you may have.”

Dugu Junli's words were like a thunderclap, leaving everyone speechless:

"Huh? Did I hear that right? Boss Dugu is our teacher? I'm going to faint."

"I feel like I forgot to check the almanac before going out today. Could I really be hallucinating because of the food I ate yesterday?"

"Wake up, it's not an illusion, I'm telling you!" One cultivator excitedly grabbed another's hand, almost ready to dance.

"It's true, when I was studying at Wanjue Academy, I only attended the large lectures given by the principal. I never attended any small classes like this. Five years have passed, and I have actually become the principal's apprentice in a roundabout way. I feel like my face is turning red right now, and I'm a little too excited."

“Who isn’t? Even a great master in the Mahayana stage personally came to teach us. What’s the difference between that and a direct disciple?”

"Ahhh, Dugu Junli, I'm your biggest fan!"

"I've been wanting to say this since yesterday. I feel that joining the Free and Unfettered Sect is the best decision I've made in the past few years."

"Who isn't second in the sword-wielding empire of the great Dugu? If I were lucky enough to learn even a move or two, I would die without regret!"

……

……

Dugu Junli had been smiling throughout the first part of the conversation, but when he heard the words "second in the empire," he suddenly pursed his lips.

Honestly, these kids, after all these years, why are they still talking about it?

"The Second Empire"—I really don't like hearing that.

When will Heng Yixing be able to come back to life and give him a surprise?

"The Second Empire" doesn't sound good at all.

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"What! Dugu Junli taught your class today?"

"Yeah, yeah, it was so awesome! It's the first time I've ever experienced what enlightenment feels like. A master taught me sword moves step by step. I never thought I'd do this, hahaha."

"I'm a little jealous. I came yesterday, and I have a lot of classes to do today."

"By the way, can we, the agricultural repairmen, audit a class? I'd like to meet Dugu Junli."

"Sure, there's no such requirement."

Ye Yinqiu had already mingled with the sword cultivators' group early on, and he attended the entire class. It must be said that a great master is indeed a great master, as he clarified many of his previous doubts.

The canteen provides three meals a day. The first meal, which is breakfast, is usually a simple porridge and side dishes. The second and third meals are different spiritual foods.

They've only had one lunch so far, so they're really looking forward to the next meal.

The canteen allowed people to bring their own tableware. When the cultivators arrived at the tent and lined up, many of them noticed that the tableware brought by the cultivators from Wanjue Academy was the most eye-catching.

"Ye Yinqiu, where did you find this stainless steel basin? These things have been obsolete in the market for a long time now."

"You don't understand, do you? Our school issued them; every freshman received one when we enrolled."

"So you brought them? The line went down in a flash, and almost all of them were huge stainless steel basins. That's amazing."

Ye Yinqiu patted the stainless steel basin with her hand, instantly producing a crisp sound: "You wouldn't understand if I told you. This is a specialty of our Wanjue. Eating from a basin makes it taste even better."

"Okay, okay, I don't know, I don't know. Then can you ask your school's alumni if ​​any of them have had their babies born? I'd like to buy one too."

"Tch, tempted now, aren't you? It's all about Brother Bao."

"Brother Aotian, you brought a basin today too?" Ye Yinqiu turned to Long Aotian and struck up a conversation.

Long Aotian nodded expressionlessly.

Zhong Liyu is a chatterbox wherever he goes. He was chatting with Li Ling and naturally brought Ye Yinqiu into the conversation.

Zhong Liyu: "Bai Zhizhou, what do you want to eat today?"

"I don't know."

"You asked me, I know the answer." Ye Yinqiu had just inquired about some information from the gatekeeper cultivators, and now, just thinking about the names of the spiritual food they mentioned, her stomach began to secrete liquid.

"We have two dishes today: shredded pork with garlic sprouts and spicy rabbit head."

"Spicy rabbit head is probably not a spiritual food."

"No, the only dish in the spiritual food menu is shredded pork with garlic sprouts."

The wait for dinner always seemed long. Ye Yinqiu waited and waited, and finally saw the pot lid being lifted.

Ye Yinqiu arrived early and was near the front of the line. When he saw the headless ghost, he quickly handed over the basin.

The headless ghost always served food according to his mood. When he saw Ye Yinqiu, he seemed to recall some bad memories, so he quickly filled Ye Yinqiu's plate and then sent her away.

It seems like it was this kid's smell that wafted over yesterday.

The headless ghost, thinking this, sped up the process of getting his food.

Ye Yinqiu carried the bowl to the edge of the field, where many cultivators were already standing, including Jiang He.

Upon seeing the person, Ye Yinqiu squatted down beside Jiang He:

"Senior sister, did you cook this meal?"

Jiang He nodded without hiding anything.

Ye Yinqiu scooped up rice, the juices from the garlic shoots and shredded pork seeping into the rice, making it incredibly delicious.

Ye Yinqiu followed Jiang He's example and had the headless ghost pour more broth over it. The rice was mixed with the broth, and every bite was full of rich meaty flavor.

"Chew, chew, chew... This stuff tastes so good... Chew, chew, chew..."

Those rumors circulating on StarNet about monster flesh are pure nonsense.

Thinking of this, Ye Yinqiu turned to look at Jiang He:

"Senior sister, you're the one who refined the spiritual food. Recently, there have been many rumors online that the meat we eat is from demons. Doesn't that sound ridiculous?"

Jiang He gnawed on a rabbit head:

"No kidding, it really is monster meat."