599 Chefs Challenge Theme: Fish (2/2)

”Once a Chef's Challenge begins, the two parties will enter a covenant. Neither of them is allowed to harm their opponent. Disobeyers will be punished severely,” Bu Fang said.

The Nether King was flabbergasted by this information. He felt somewhat helpless and proceeded to chew the Chili Strip.

”Sigh. Truth to be told, I didn't want this either.” Bu Fang sighed helplessly as he walked toward the kitchen. ”Isn't it much better for everyone to cook harmoniously...”

The Nether King and Nangong Wuque gave each other an awkward look and began to leave the restaurant.

The Chef's Challenge of the following day would be a battle for the chef's honor. The two of them suddenly felt a tinge of excitement and anticipation rising from their hearts.

Wen Renchou's face was extremely gloomy after he returned to his inn. He found a discreet place and quickly donned his clothing. Luckily he had prepared several sets of clothes for this mainland expedition. Otherwise, a naked adventurer from the Valley of Gluttony being the center of attention would be extremely embarrassing!

Wen Renchou sat on a chair in the inn as he began to pour a cup of tea for himself.

His accommodation was one of the best within Heavenly Mist City. The boiling tea leaves emitted waves of aroma, causing him to be mildly intoxicated by it.

After sipping the tea...

Wen Renchou began to think about the dish he had to prepare for tomorrow's battle.

The theme he gave was fish. Of course, it was the ingredient he had the most confident in.

Back then during the inheritance of the Supreme Blade Tyrant, although he was humbled by Bu Fang's victory, he refused to admit defeat as he knew that his own specialty was in fish-type dishes. This Chef's Challenge concerned his future and honor as a chef. It was of paramount importance for him to display his true skills.

With a wave of his hand, a ripple of chilly air radiated out. A frosty, ice-crystal kitchen knife appeared in his hands.

Wen Renchou's face unveiled a hint of euphoria as he gently caressed the freezing knife, casually running his fingers down the blade.

...

Hidden Dragon Continent, Central Mountains.

In the valley surrounded by the mountain ranges sat an enormous glistening lake. The lake water glowed with a sapphire-blue hue.

Surrounding the lake were rings of skyscrapers.

Within one of the buildings, a pair of eyes unfurled. It was an old man with white hair and a face full of wrinkles. That old man gave a dry cough and stood up. He then strolled toward the window in a leisurely manner.

Swoosh! A distant noise was heard. A figure pushed open the gate and walked in with a respectful manner.

”Teacher, junior apprentice's name appeared on the Tablet of Gluttony. He probably challenged an outsider to a Chef's Challenge,” that figure said.

The old man very steadily took a breath, frowning slightly. He then glanced afar at the enormous glistening lake without saying anything. He finally spoke after a long while and his voice was somewhat hoarse, ”Such insolence, how dare he initiates a Chef's Challenge. If he loses... he will only embarrass our Valley of Gluttony!”

Anger could be heard from his voice and an unspeakable horror could be felt from it.

As if the air was trembling, the respectful figure behind the old man shook slightly.

”Teacher... In the outside world, how is it possible for junior apprentice Wen to lose? All of Hidden Dragon Continent's elite chefs are gathered in the Valley of Gluttony, how can an ordinary outsider chef be a threat to junior apprentice...” the figure commented casually.

The old man slowly turned around, with his silvery white hair fluttering lightly.

”Do not belittle anyone… You can leave now. If that brat, Wen Renchou, loses, you shall leave this valley to fetch that fella back. Also, try your best to recruit the chef that defeated Wen Renchou. This jade talisman here is a Ten-Thousand Mile Transmission Talisman. Take it.” With a wave of the old man's hand, a brown jade talisman flew into the hands of that figure.

That figure's face changed slightly. Did the teacher predict something? Why was he so sure that junior apprentice Wen would lose? Was it even possible for an outsider to have culinary skills equivalent to that of a first-grade chef? How monstrous of a talent would that be?!

”You can leave now,” the old man said as he gestured his hands.

That figure left immediately.

With a hand supporting his back and another behind his back, the old man turned to face the huge lake while his eyelids shut gradually.

”Who did Wen Renchou meet this time? Even the spirit of the Tablet of Gluttony activated by the Chef's Challenge oath hasn't been able to engulf the opponent. It's as if an unfathomable power is in its way. What in the world is going on?”

...

The Shura City, located in the western regions of Hidden Dragon's continent, was a desolated place. Yellow sandstorms filled the skies as terrifying bug beasts flooded the deserts, causing hysterical ripples of energy to spread out in all directions.

Suddenly, the savage sandstorms came to a halt. All the bug beasts went into the ground, afraid to release even a hint of their aura.

Deep within the yellow desert, numerous black figures materialized. Clad in armor, all of them were bloodthirsty and robust individuals.

The Shura Saintess was also wearing a set of protective armor. Solemn-faced, her seductiveness was enhanced exponentially as the armor she wore was exquisite in outlining the curves on her body.

Her revealing and provocative legs were glistening like jewels. Not even the howling sands could detriment their tenderness.

However, the Shura Saintess didn't look so happy at the moment. Uneasiness could still be detected from her expression.

”Sovereign, are we really going to attack the Pill Palace?” The Shura Saintess asked the seemingly ordinary youth beside her.

That youth could only be described using the word ”perfect”. His fiery red hair fluttered unceasingly and his violet pupils seemed unfathomably profound.

”Those who offended my Ancient Shura City shall be purged. Regardless of whether it is the Pill Palace or that chef possessing the Shura Tower. All of them will definitely die,” that handsome youth said as his lips curled upwards.