Chapter 647 The Culinary Immortal Tried to Challenge Me, So I Made Him Wash the Dishes

Chapter 647: Chapter 647 The Culinary Immortal Tried to Challenge Me, So I Made Him Wash the Dishes

Everyone in the crowd could hardly believe their ears.

For a moment, the entire academy became strangely quiet.

They had expected Medicine King Lin Feng to demand some rare heavenly treasure or perhaps an ancient medicinal herb that only existed in the most dangerous forbidden lands.

Instead, he had asked for something that sounded almost ridiculously ordinary.

People exchanged confused looks.

"Did I hear that correctly?"

"He wants water and firewood?"

"Is Medicine King Lin Feng actually serious?"

"Maybe there is some profound meaning behind it."

"Of course there is. Nothing Medicine King Lin Feng does can be ordinary."

All eyes turned toward Lin Feng.

His expression remained focused and completely serious.

There was not even the slightest hint that he was joking.

The crowd immediately became even more curious.

What exactly was he planning to do with such ordinary materials?

The old man, however, didn’t hesitate.

"If those things can help alleviate my pain, then they are easy enough to find, Medicine King Lin Feng."

His voice remained calm.

Then he slowly raised one hand.

Whoosh!

Space around him trembled.

A moment later, an enormous treasure pot suddenly appeared.

Boom!

The gigantic container landed on the ground with enough force to make the nearby pavement tremble.

It was so large that it was practically the size of a small house.

Before anyone could recover from their surprise, the old man waved his hand again.

Large jugs filled with clear water appeared one after another.

Then came bundles of firewood.

And more firewood.

And even more.

Soon, an enormous pile had been stacked beside the gigantic pot.

The crowd stared in silence.

"This..."

"Is that really all Medicine King Lin Feng asked for?"

"He actually brought enough water and firewood to fill a house-sized pot!"

Someone swallowed.

Another cultivator couldn’t help laughing nervously.

"This old man really doesn’t waste time."

Nobody laughed for long.

Because everyone had suddenly remembered something.

The old man’s identity.

Azure Dragon King.

A legendary existence who had lived for millions of years.

A person who had survived countless eras and witnessed civilizations rise and fall.

If someone like him didn’t have enough ordinary supplies stored within his spatial treasures, then all those millions of years would truly have been wasted.

Azure Dragon King calmly looked at Lin Feng.

"Is this enough?"

His tone remained composed.

But those standing close enough could see the truth hidden deep within his ancient eyes.

There was hope there.

Not ordinary hope.

It was intense.

Burning.

Almost desperate.

For millions of years, pain had accompanied him.

It had become a constant presence in his life, something he had endured for so long that most people couldn’t even imagine it.

He had survived battles.

He had survived calamities.

He had survived countless injuries and countless years of cultivation.

Yet none of those things had been as exhausting as continuously living with unbearable pain.

And now, for the first time in countless years, someone had told him that there might actually be a way to alleviate it.

Even Azure Dragon King, an existence who had long since learned to hide his emotions, couldn’t completely suppress the hope rising inside him.

His fingers tightened slightly.

He stared at Lin Feng.

"Please."

The single word was quiet.

But everyone heard it.

The crowd immediately became silent.

This was no longer entertainment.

The legendary Azure Dragon King was genuinely placing his hope in Medicine King Lin Feng.

And everyone wanted to know whether Lin Feng could truly accomplish what countless powerful cultivators had failed to do.

Lin Feng looked at the enormous pile of supplies.

Then he nodded.

"That’s enough."

The Azure Dragon King’s eyes brightened.

For the first time in a very long time, he felt that perhaps...

just perhaps...

his endless suffering was finally coming to an end.

Lin Feng then walked toward the old man.

The enormous crowd instinctively parted, creating a path for him.

Nobody dared stand in his way as he approached the legendary Azure Dragon King.

When the two were only a few meters apart, Lin Feng stopped.

He looked at the ancient powerhouse seriously.

"I apologize in advance for the crude method of treatment," Lin Feng said calmly. "There isn’t a simpler way to do this. Senior Azure Dragon King, you will experience quite a bit of pain."

The crowd immediately became restless.

Quite a bit of pain?

They couldn’t imagine what kind of treatment would require someone who had already suffered for millions of years to endure even more pain.

Azure Dragon King, however, merely smiled faintly.

"Pain has been my closest companion for countless years. I have endured pain that would drive ordinary cultivators mad. I fear no pain."

His voice was calm, but there was a strange determination behind it.

Lin Feng nodded.

"Good."

He pointed toward the enormous treasure pot.

"Then enter the pot. Sit in the lotus position, close your eyes, and meditate. Don’t resist anything that happens afterward."

Azure Dragon King didn’t hesitate.

"Understood."

Whoosh!

His tiny figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.

In the next instant, he appeared inside the enormous pot.

He sat cross-legged in the center, his back straight and his eyes closed.

The crowd stared in disbelief.

"He’s really doing it?"

"He’s actually trusting Medicine King Lin Feng completely."

Lin Feng didn’t bother explaining.

He simply began the next step.

A moment later, several enormous containers of water were lifted into the air.

Whoosh!

The water poured into the gigantic pot.

One jug.

Then another.

Then another.

Soon, the enormous container was filled with water.

To everyone’s astonishment, Azure Dragon King’s body remained perfectly still at the surface.

He sat cross-legged on top of the water as though the liquid itself had transformed into solid ground beneath him.

His robes remained strangely undisturbed.

Lin Feng then calmly arranged the large piles of firewood beneath the pot.

The crowd watched every movement.

Nobody understood what they were witnessing.

Was this truly some legendary medical technique?

Or was Medicine King Lin Feng actually about to...

"Wait."

Someone’s eyes widened.

"Don’t tell me he’s going to cook him."

Before anyone could answer...

Whoosh!

Lin Feng raised his hand.

The firewood ignited.

BOOM!

Powerful flames immediately erupted beneath the enormous pot.

The fire burned fiercely, surrounding the bottom of the container with intense heat.

The crowd became completely silent.

They stared at the gigantic pot.

Then they looked at Azure Dragon King sitting calmly inside it.

Then they looked back at Lin Feng.

Nobody knew what to say.

Lin Feng, meanwhile, appeared completely relaxed.

He reached into his spatial treasure and casually pulled out a chair.

He placed it nearby, sat down, leaned backward, and closed his eyes.

His posture made him look less like a legendary healer conducting a dangerous treatment and more like someone relaxing beside a warm campfire.

After a few moments, he spoke casually.

"Wake me up when the water starts boiling."

The entire crowd froze.

"..."

"Did he just say boiling?"

"Yes."

"He’s actually boiling Azure Dragon King?"

"That’s what it sounds like."

A man stared at the scene with his mouth hanging open.

"Is this some new method of healing?"

Another cultivator rubbed his eyes.

"I’ve seen countless medical techniques in my life."

He pointed toward the gigantic pot.

"But this is the first time I’ve seen someone try to heal a patient by cooking him."

Someone else whispered nervously,

"Maybe Medicine King Lin Feng knows what he’s doing."

"Of course he knows what he’s doing."

"Then why does this look exactly like we’re preparing dinner?"

Nobody had an answer.

Meanwhile, the flames continued burning beneath the enormous treasure pot.

Azure Dragon King remained seated inside with his eyes closed.

Lin Feng remained seated outside with his eyes closed.

And the hundreds, then thousands, of spectators surrounding them could only stare at the bizarre scene in complete bewilderment.

Nobody dared leave.

Everyone wanted to see what would happen when the water finally began to boil.

After all, this was Medicine King Lin Feng.

If anyone else tried to cook a legendary powerhouse in a giant pot, everyone would probably assume they had gone insane.

But because it was Lin Feng...

Everyone could only wait and wonder.

What kind of miracle was about to emerge from this ridiculous-looking pot?

Almost an hour later, the enormous pot finally began to boil.

Bubble... bubble...

Steam rose into the air, and the surrounding crowd immediately became restless.

They had been waiting for this moment the entire time.

The moment the first large bubbles broke across the surface, several people exchanged stunned looks before shouting together.

"Medicine King Lin Feng!"

"Senior Lin Feng!"

"The water is boiling!"

"Wake up! The pot is boiling!"

The voices came from every direction, practically forming a chorus.

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

He looked completely relaxed, as though he had merely been taking a pleasant afternoon nap.

He stretched his arms, yawned, and glanced toward the gigantic pot.

"Ah, finally."

He stood up and walked over.