The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 939 - 937: Ziyue’s Wish

Wushan Grilled Fish was a dish that, back when Xin Lin was the Female Soldier King, was very common in every street and alley.

But in Longteng, when it comes to cooking fish, even if it’s Spiritual Food, the methods are mostly frying, boiling, stir-frying, or deep-frying. The complex method that Xin Lin used, combining several techniques, was a first.

This grilled fish was easy to eat, but extremely meticulous to make.

After Xin Lin grilled the Rainbow Dragon Trout, she cut some fresh potatoes, spring onions, and peppers.

A while ago, when she went into the mountains, she saw that the wild mushrooms were growing very well, so she picked some and dried them.

These dried mushrooms were boiled with chicken to make chicken soup, filling the air with a rich fragrance.

Murong Ziyue helped by starting the fire. Although she wasn’t someone with particular culinary cravings, upon seeing the grilled fish, she couldn’t help but salivate and her stomach grumbled.

"Xin Lin, I heard that Long Qingchen and his group plan to take all three of the Little Eagle Conference spots in the Martial Arts Academy."

Murong Ziyue picked up some thick logs. Without splitting them, she casually waved her right hand and a sharp True Qi penetrated the firewood, splitting them evenly into six parts without a splinter.

"That Long Qingchen really lacks brains. I doubt he’ll get even one spot."

Xin Lin curled her lips.

After Master Mo brought the news to them, it wasn’t long before the end of year assessment and inter-school assessment became the talk of the town.

This matter quickly replaced Longteng’s birthday banquet, becoming the hottest topic in the entire Qingtian Academy.

With nearly a thousand people in Qingtian Academy, there were only three spots.

The chance to compete on the same stage as students from other major academies was rare, only coming once in a decade.

All the students in both the Spirit Institute and the Martial Arts Academy were going all out for this occasion.

Not to mention the rest, even the number of students going to the Dining Hall for meals had reduced by more than half, each of them forsaking food and sleep, either Gathering Spirit or practicing martial arts.

"Apart from his character, Long Qingchen’s skills are not bad."

Murong Ziyue spoke objectively.

"He’s not as good as you and might not even be better than Lu Yuan. Only he himself thinks he is a standout in the Martial Arts Academy. There are still four classes, and there are four leaders."

Xin Lin shrugged.

As for the Spirit Institute, the recovered Zhao Gang and Tuoba, as well as the Kaiyang Class’s leader who had yet to appear, were all unknown variables.

"He’s a prince, and with two months remaining, who knows what extraordinary means he might use."

Murong Ziyue was also determined to achieve in this end-of-year assessment.

She hesitated for a moment.

"This time, I’m afraid I will have to compete against you. I... want to visit my mother during the New Year, I haven’t seen her in five years."

"Don’t worry, if we do bump into each other, we’ll rely on our own abilities. Besides, there are three spots in the end-of-year assessment."

Xin Lin glanced at Murong Ziyue. When she mentioned her mother, a rare expression of warmth crossed Murong Ziyue’s face.

In her memory, Murong Ziyue had never shown such an expression.

Although she and Mu Chen were siblings, they were not close at all.

Every time Mu Chen came to Murong Ziyue, he always appeared arrogant. It was evident that Murong Ziyue’s status within the Mu Family was awkward, which made Xin Lin increasingly dislike Mu Chen.

Outside the courtyard, there was a burst of cheers.

It turned out that under Master Mo’s mediocre guidance, Lu Yuan and the others, after several attempts, finally captured two Combat Lobsters.

By this time, the Rainbow Dragon Trout was almost done grilling, so Xin Lin poured the broth over the fish and placed it in the large pot to stew.

"Sister, what delicious food are you making again?"

Then, from outside, came Little Xinzhuo’s voice.