Chapter 59 - Food Market (1/2)

The food market setup was the same as Aryan expected, a place filled with big and small stalls and peoples making crowds before the shops. But to his disdain, the materials getting used was something out of his expectations.

Only one thing came to his mind when he saw the food getting cooked in the stalls, ”The Grand Feast of the Gourmet King” held once every three hundred years by the head of the Immortal Gourmet Sect.

A feast filled with delicious delicacies, whose aroma was enough to calm down the temper of mythical beasts. Only some selected hundred or so practitioners were allowed to attend this feast.

And the selection process was not based on their power but by the Gourmet King himself. He used to invite each and every person who had piqued his interest. No good, no bad exists in his eye. If anyone dares to disobey or break the rules of his feast, he or she had to suffer his wrath….

The peculiarity of this feast was not the food dishes (even though they were one of a kind), but the ingredients used to make them. All the ingredients used were something that cannot be found easily, not with wealth or with the connection.

Luck, powerful enough to defy the heavens and fortuitous encounters, were the two things needed to get a hand on the ingredients of the feast. Even the fires being used in cooking were something that many cultivators never read or heard of.

Heavenly Phoenix Fire, Fire of Hell's Gate, Fire of Burning Soul, Fire of Hope and Despair, and so on...

In ancient times it was hard enough to encounter a phoenix, let alone meeting a Heavenly Phoenix of immortal stage and get its fire for cooking!!

Something similar was the scenario in front of Aryan's eyes at that time. All the food stalls were using different high-grade fire varieties to cook regular food dishes. Some were using the fire of Hell's gate while others used the light of Hope and Despair, and the most commonly used fire was the fire of the Heavenly Phoenix.

Aryan gulped down his hunger and looked at the stalls in astonishment. Everything in the food market was off the charts. ”Onee Sama, if I am not wrong, they are using the fire of Hell's gate fire…..” asked Aryan in a timid voice.

”Yea, they are, it's in the lowest grades though,”

”Cough, cough, it is one of the lowest grades...!!”

”Yea, it is the lowest tier of the lowest grade. They say it is somewhat nutritious and good for bones.”

'Ha ha ha somewhat nutritious….. In my time, food made from such fires was good, so good. Good enough to upgrade the spiritual roots decided by birth, by a fold or two. And in this era its the lowest grade….. Hahaha…...'