Chapter 648 Why Is Everyone Looking at Me Like I’m a Roast Duck?

Chapter 648: Chapter 648 Why Is Everyone Looking at Me Like I’m a Roast Duck?

The crowd watched Lin Feng carefully.

Surely this was the crucial part of the treatment.

Perhaps Lin Feng would add some rare medicinal herbs.

Maybe he would activate some profound formation.

Perhaps an astonishing medical miracle was about to occur.

Lin Feng reached the pot and looked at the boiling water.

Then he turned around and casually asked,

"Does anyone have butter?"

The crowd froze.

"...What?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment.

"Onions, garlic, some salt, and lemon juice would also be useful."

Silence.

Absolute silence.

Thousands of people stared at him as though they had collectively forgotten how to breathe.

One cultivator’s mouth slowly opened.

"Did... did he just ask for cooking ingredients?"

Another person whispered,

"Butter?"

"Onions?"

"Garlic?"

"And lemon juice?"

Someone looked toward the enormous pot containing the legendary Azure Dragon King.

Then he looked back at Lin Feng.

"Is Medicine King Lin Feng actually preparing dinner?"

A few people desperately tried to suppress their laughter.

They didn’t dare laugh too loudly.

After all, the person inside that pot was the legendary Azure Dragon King.

The person standing beside it was Medicine King Lin Feng.

Neither was someone an ordinary cultivator could afford to offend.

Finally, an elderly disciple raised his hand hesitantly.

"I... I have some salt."

Lin Feng immediately looked toward him.

"Excellent. Bring it over."

The disciple hurriedly retrieved a container from his storage ring.

Another person suddenly spoke.

"I have garlic!"

"I have onions!"

"I have butter!"

"I have lemon juice!"

One after another, people began offering the ingredients.

The situation became increasingly absurd.

A moment earlier, thousands of cultivators had been expecting an earth-shattering medical treatment.

Now they were watching a group of cultivators gather cooking ingredients around a gigantic boiling pot.

Meanwhile, Azure Dragon King remained inside the pot with his eyes closed, seemingly completely unaware of the strange conversation happening around him.

Lin Feng looked at the ingredients that had been gathered.

He nodded with satisfaction.

"Good."

The crowd stared at him.

Nobody knew what to expect anymore.

One young cultivator quietly whispered to the person beside him,

"I came here expecting to witness a legendary medical technique."

His companion nodded solemnly.

"Me too."

The young cultivator looked at the enormous boiling pot.

"But now I feel like I’m watching a cooking competition."

Neither of them could argue with that assessment.

Lin Feng looked at the enormous crowd surrounding him.

The joking expression on his face disappeared, replaced by an unusually serious look.

"I have studied this art for a very long time," he said solemnly. "There are dangers involved, so don’t attempt this at home."

"..."

The crowd became even more confused.

What art?

Cooking?

Medicine?

Nobody dared ask.

Lin Feng then turned toward the enormous pot.

With the seriousness of a legendary alchemist handling priceless heavenly treasures, he began adding the ingredients one by one.

First came the butter.

Then the onions.

Then the garlic.

Then the salt.

Finally, the lemon juice.

Every movement was precise.

The crowd watched with their eyes wide open.

Nobody wanted to miss even the smallest detail.

"Did he add the garlic before the onions?"

"Wait, how much salt did he use?"

"Pay attention!"

"Don’t talk! I’m trying to memorize everything!"

Several cultivators even began secretly recording the process with their spiritual senses.

If this really was some legendary healing technique, then even one missed step could mean losing an opportunity to learn something that might change their lives.

Lin Feng, however, calmly continued.

He added the final ingredient and looked satisfied.

"There."

He then reached down and added more firewood beneath the enormous pot.

BOOM!

The flames suddenly surged upward.

The water inside the pot began boiling even more violently.

Bubble! Bubble! Bubble!

Steam rose into the air.

Then something unexpected happened.

A sweet and savory fragrance suddenly spread throughout the entire area.

It was incredibly rich.

The aroma of butter mixed with onions and garlic, followed by the fresh scent of lemon, creating a smell so delicious that even cultivators who had long since stopped needing ordinary food couldn’t help reacting.

"That smells incredible..."

"What kind of fragrance is that?"

"My mouth is watering."

"I haven’t felt hungry in centuries. Why am I suddenly starving?"

One cultivator instinctively swallowed.

Another stared at the pot with intense concentration.

"What kind of medicinal fragrance is this?"

Someone else shook his head.

"I don’t know, but whatever it is, it smells delicious."

The aroma continued spreading.

Even people standing at the far end of the academy grounds could smell it.

The once-tense atmosphere had completely changed.

A crowd that had gathered to witness a legendary healing session was now standing around a gigantic boiling pot, collectively trying to figure out why the treatment smelled so much like the most delicious meal they had ever encountered.

Lin Feng remained completely calm.

He watched the pot carefully and nodded.

"Perfect."

The crowd exchanged confused looks.

Inside the pot, Azure Dragon King remained seated in meditation.

Outside it, Lin Feng looked like a master chef preparing an extraordinary dish.

And surrounding them were thousands of cultivators desperately trying to memorize every step of what they believed might be an ancient healing technique.

Nobody knew exactly what Lin Feng was doing.

But everyone agreed on one thing.

Whatever was inside that pot smelled unbelievably delicious.

And yet, despite the delicious aroma filling the surroundings, everyone was painfully aware of one important fact.

There was a dying old man inside that pot.

The realization made several cultivators exchange deeply uncomfortable looks.

"Is Medicine King Lin Feng... turning us into cannibals?"

Someone swallowed hard.

Another immediately shook his head.

"Don’t say that!"

"But look at what’s happening!"

"I know what it looks like!"

The thought was absurd, but nobody could completely dismiss it.

After all, eating human flesh was something associated with the most depraved evil cultivators.

There were infamous practitioners of the Evil Dao who refined people into pills, used living beings as ingredients, or consumed flesh and blood to increase their cultivation.

Could Medicine King Lin Feng secretly be one of them?

The possibility made several people shudder.

"Could Medicine King Lin Feng have also cultivated some kind of Evil Dao technique?"

"Keep your voice down!"

"Are you trying to die?"

Nobody dared ask Lin Feng directly.

Whatever suspicions they had, they weren’t suicidal enough to voice them to his face.

Besides, Lin Feng had never behaved like an evil cultivator before.

He had healed countless people.

He had helped ordinary mortals.

He had never openly harmed innocent people.

So perhaps there was some profound medical principle behind this bizarre treatment.

The crowd could only watch and wonder.

Meanwhile, inside the enormous pot, Azure Dragon King was experiencing an entirely different reality.

"Hmmm..."

He remained seated in the lotus position with his eyes tightly closed.

At first, the treatment had been surprisingly tolerable.

The heat surrounding his body was certainly uncomfortable, but after living with pain for millions of years, Azure Dragon King had developed an extraordinary tolerance for suffering.

This isn’t too bad.

He silently circulated his energy and continued meditating.

But then Lin Feng finished adding the ingredients.

Salt.

Butter.

Garlic.

Onions.

Lemon juice.

Everything had been added.

For a brief moment, nothing seemed to happen.

Then...

BOOM!

Azure Dragon King’s entire body suddenly trembled.

His eyes snapped open.

An indescribable wave of pain exploded through every part of his body at once.

"Ah!"

He almost cried out.

The pain wasn’t simply coming from the heat.

It was as though every cell in his body was being torn apart and reconstructed simultaneously.

His meridians felt as though they were being burned.

His bones seemed to be melting.

His soul itself felt as though it were being dragged through an endless furnace.

Azure Dragon King’s vision blurred.

For an instant, he nearly lost consciousness.

What... is this?

He had endured countless calamities.

He had survived battles that would have killed ordinary cultivators thousands of times over.

He had experienced heavenly tribulations.

He had suffered injuries that would have driven other ancient cultivators insane.

Yet this pain was completely different.

It was concentrated.

Precise.

It seemed to reach every hidden injury and every damaged portion of his body simultaneously.

His ancient face twisted with agony.

But his will remained unbroken.

"No..."

He gritted his teeth.

"I won’t fall unconscious."

He had waited millions of years for this opportunity.

He wasn’t going to give up now.

Seconds passed.

Then minutes.

The boiling water continued surrounding him.

Azure Dragon King desperately tried to maintain his meditation.

His body trembled violently, but he refused to move from the lotus position.

Why does this hurt so much?

His mind raced.

Lin Feng only used ordinary materials.

Salt.

Butter.

Garlic.

Onions.

Lemon juice.

Water.

Firewood.

There was nothing remotely extraordinary among them.

At least, not as far as he could tell.

Yet the combination had produced a pain that was almost beyond imagination.

Azure Dragon King tried to understand the principle behind the treatment.

But after a while, even that became impossible.

Every bit of his concentration was required simply to maintain his sanity.

He couldn’t think about the ingredients anymore.

He couldn’t think about his past.

He couldn’t think about the crowd.

He couldn’t even think about what would happen afterward.

There was only one thought left in his mind.

Endure.

He had survived millions of years.

He could endure this.

He had to.

Outside the pot, the spectators continued watching in fascination, completely unaware of the hell Azure Dragon King was experiencing.

They saw an old man sitting calmly in boiling water.

They smelled an increasingly delicious fragrance.

And they wondered what kind of miracle Medicine King Lin Feng was preparing.

None of them could imagine that inside the pot, one of the oldest cultivators alive was fighting the greatest battle of his life.