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?"
