A Breathtaking Golden Door

A grand Prime Warship streaked across the vastness of space, having been a few days since it first left the 7th Celestial Star.

Noah and Athena were on a uniquely designed rectangular dining table that had a white cloth draping over it, numerous dishes that glistened in the light filling this table as the two ate while talking.

"It's disheartening to find out that even your cooking skills are out of this word."

The Senior Sister that was gradually opening up to Noah said these words as her clear eyes looked at Noah inquisitively as she threw out a question. Noah replied as he grabbed the fat golden thigh of a large bird as he took large bites.

"My time in the Profound Astral Sect wasn't just spent cultivating, I made sure to at least get the skill of cooking down when everyone was still looking down on me."