My new Journey through the realms-Chapter 886 - 884 Feast of the Century pt 1

The guardians all were now anxious to wait for the feast that had not happen in so long. They could not remember nor tried to remember when the last feast was.

As for the two male trainers, they prepared the plates and cutlery to use for the feast. Ensuring that even the table was neat and clean for this. They got the table set for the people and awaited the cook to finish the meal.

Before this

The female trainer entered her room. She went to the back corner to make the kitchen door open. She opened the door and a dark place was in view.

As if she could not remember where the center was. She kept her senses on alert to properly place her spices and vegetables.

Almost instantly, the two male trainers had noticed what was going on. They moved to prepare the table and their room. The guardians with the meat placed it where the spices and vegetables were.

The blood already either drained or instantly removed to be used in potions. The organs teleported to various alchemists to prepare pills for the Soul Temple.

The first beast, the boar of the mountain, it's tusks were used to refine great weapons. It's fur used to create a formidable cloak and boots to go through the mountains. The boar a once an in century beast worthy of those willing to train and hone their skills. For others, their death awaits because the mountains are unforgiving as the coldness and snow become their first enemy.

The second beast, scaled lizard of the plains, another once an in century beast. This beast gets more chances because it creates a burrow and lays hundreds almost thousand eggs at a time. When one hatch, they all hatch. Instantly, a quarter of them are dead due to not having the strength to survive. This beasts scales are used to protect cultivators from blades and claws alike. The poison or fire sac below the tongue are used to produce various potions. It's teeth make the strangest spears known to the Eighth and Ninth Realms.

The last beast, Drake King of the valleys, this beast is known for its brutality against all other creatures it sees. It fights beasts even herbivores with all of its might constantly. The only saving grace is that it rests for three months at a time once it has a full belly.

To get to that full belly though, that is the problem. During the mating season, it can eat ten times more than normal and its power increases and the amount of energy it uses decreases. No one but Mera and Mira understands how this is possible. They cannot delve into that topic with Mortals, Mortal, Demon, or Heavenly Cultivators.

It's teeth form the sharpest of swords and spears. It's scales can make armor that can carry Cultivators through the Demon Realm like butter through a knife. Even Lilith would have a hard time using everything she has against one person using that armor.

The easiest way and the best way to kill the beast is to one shot it while it is asleep. If not, it will tear open cities trying to find the one who dared to disrupt its beauty sleep.

These meats had been collected. A small flame came from the female trainer's fingers. All around candles lit up the kitchen area. The area in front the small island type structure was nothing but a furnace. The layers upon layers of stone used to make the furnace could have fortified the entire Eighth Realm in a single city. Strangely enough, the female trainer walked to the west exit. She entered another room.

Inside the room was twenty trees. The eldest tree being fifteen thousand years old. She used a small flame on her left middle finger and instantly cut the down and split it into quarters with the edges gone. She split the quarters into four pieces. Sixteen pieces altogether and a slightly taller seed being planted inside the stump.

The female trainer bowed, "Great blessings to the tree who was cut to bring forth a feast. Use your blessing to also raise a new life within this seed." The female trainer prayed.

She stood back up. She used her Soul Qi to bring the wood into her kitchen.

She neatly made for four different types of campfire starters. The first was a teepee style with three logs and the fourth being peeled into strings to tie the logs together and have a fire starter in the middle. This one was placed in the far right corner.

The second was a lean-to. This was placed on the front right corner. She seemed to have a pan that fit the lean-to perfectly.

The third was a more Swedish style. This was the quarters made into six bottoms and raising up to two. Here another pan fit perfectly on the two on the left top corner.

The fourth was log cabin. There were more openings here than normal because she would stick vegetables into the fire for different reasons with special spices.

The four styles of campfires ready to start. She first dug deep into island style structure. She did not even care that her pants actually split. First, no one would dare enter now. Second, no one would dare tell her. Lastly, the food temptation was more than enough to allow them not to say anything.

She found a small bottle. It looked like more like a spice bottle. Inside was little liquid droplets that would shake out like spices. She shook once and every sixteen droplets came out. She floated four each to every fire starter.

One droplet covered the wood, one droplet covered the small branches, the third droplet covered the stone around the fires, and the last droplet exploded and caused each fire to start.

The fires were burning hot. The stones protected by the liquid would reflect the heat back inside and cause the fires to burn even hotter.

The stones glowing red hot caused even more heat to enter the kitchen. Even while this was being prepared, she had not yet even began to prepare the vegetables nor the meat.

First she began with the vegetables. First, she needed some of them to be heated to be crushed into paste and others squeezed for all of their juices and seeds.

She opened the first paper for how to cook the Drake King. She saw very disgusting seasoning being placed in the mouth, where the stomach would be, and shoved up through the butt.

It felt too weird to cook like that. So she used her method. She got the first batch vegetables ready and turned into paste. She covered the Drake King in the paste and covered it with various spices.

A good slap on the butt for a good cook and the Drake King was placed on a rod and forced to rotate every fifteen minutes.

Next up was the boar of the mountain. She did not mind doing the boar like the Drake King was supposed to be. When she looked at the paper. Almost the Demon Realm went into a frenzy due to her scream.

"How does people even make pigs look like a fucking showoff?" She not only cursed the people who gave the guardian the instructions but those who made the pig look like a showoff.

She fixed the boar like the Drake King was supposed to be. Another good slap on the butt once the paste and seasonings were put on it. This time it went above the teepee fire. The vegetables used for the Drake King paste was different from the boar of the mountain. Finally came the scaled lizard of the plains. When she looked at the spices for it, she was pleased. How it was cooked? That made the boar being a showoff look good. She cursed the family who made the scaled lizard of the plains cooking direction and not their spices being used.

This was even worst. Start off by splitting the entire lizard into tiny chunks and spice it up like a kebab being cooked. The biggest fear is allowing the meat to soak in the blood, but whoever made this wanted it to be soaked in its blood for a spicy flavor.

"Damn people trying to cause mayhem within the Eighth Realm. No wonder no one ever wants to advance into the Soul Temple much less the Eighth Realm where cooking technique is below accepted practices." She cursed again.

She made the lizard similar to the Drake King. She used a mixture of vegetables from both the Drake King and boar to make the paste. Once the meat was all on the fire. She was then ready to start preparing the vegetables to go along with the feast.