652 The Heavenly Spring Saint Son (1/2)

The din outside the restaurant incited many to turn their head around to see what had transpired. Such a great army formation attracted the eyes of many onlookers. It was a rarity to see a corp of such magnitude in the Valley of Gluttony.

A figure in a long golden robe stepped in. He was tall and muscular, wearing a golden crown and a pair of dragon skin boots. He had an air of elegance and greatness. All the onlookers felt a blazing gaze from that man, who emanated a frightening air. The crowd realized they had been in a daze for a moment, so they took a deep breath involuntarily.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

”This is the Heavenly Spring Saint Son! He's one of the top figures amongst the younger generation at the Heavenly Spring Holy-Land. He has come out of the Heavenly Spring? It is unusual for a man like him to appear at the Glutton God's Banquet!”

”The Heavenly Spring Saint Son! I heard he has successfully gathered and mastered the five-tiered soul ladder, proceeding to the sixth level!”

”We finally got to see the Heavenly Spring Saint Son in person! He really does look formidable!”

The diners felt their fear surging upon seeing the Heavenly Spring Saint Son, as the aura around his body was too intense.

As the Heavenly Spring Saint Son entered the restaurant, he averted his gaze and fixated it at Xiao Yue. His eyes were as sharp as a sword that could slice through the arch of heaven. Xiao Yue frowned and there was a grave look on his face. He turned and looked at the Heavenly Spring Saint Son, and there was an undercurrent of opposition between their presence. But alas, Xiao Yue's energy was many levels below that of the Heavenly Spring Saint Son, much like the comparison between the bright moon and the dim firefly. It was a fair comparison, though, since the Heavenly Spring Saint Son was the top seed in the Divine Soul Realm to have mastered and gathered the soul ladder. His ability naturally overwhelmed Xiao Yue's, although it was no mere feat for Xiao Yue to be ranked one of the tops in the younger generation. However, no one would doubt Xiao Yue's potential to attain the status similar to the likes of the Heavenly Spring Saint Son in the future.

Buzz.

The Heavenly Spring Saint Son stood serenely, with his energy escalating and surging slowly towards Xiao Yue like an enormous mountain, about to crush him. Xiao Yue's expression was solemn as the crystal-glazed sword on his back quivered at an accelerated speed, and the torrent of sword energy exuded from Xiao Yue was resisting the pressure from the Heavenly Spring Saint Son. Everyone held their breaths as they witnessed the Heavenly Spring Saint Son lording over the young genius, Xiao Yue.

The Heavenly Spring Saint Son raised his palm abruptly, clasped it and pointed a finger. Xiao Yue squinted his eyes and gave a shudder. The sword behind him swooshed out, quivering in a low chant, with the sword rays glittering and glaring. The entire restaurant was encompassed by the sword energy.

A finger versus a sword. The two collided in the air, but the sword energy collapsed miserably into fragments under the finger. Xiao Yue's sword floated in front of him. It could not stop its tremor and still chanted incessantly.

The Heavenly Spring Saint Son clasped his hands behind his back, with all the haughtiness on his face. The onlookers felt a coldness enveloping their hearts. Was the Heavenly Spring Saint Son going to kill the top talent of the Heaven's Pivot Holy Grounds right at the Noodle King Restaurant? It might just stir up a war between the Heavenly Spring Holy-Land and the Heaven's Pivot Holy Grounds.

it looked like the saying that the Heavenly Spring Saint Son was overbearing and highhanded was true. Xiao Yue's heart thudded. He had to retaliate and not just await his death pessimistically. The Heavenly Spring Saint Son's attack was totally unexpected, hence it could most likely have been due to the instigation of another party. Xiao Yue had a clear mind as to who that person was. Xiao Yue held on to his sword, with his tress wavering and his eyes razor-sharp.

”Oh, you have not given up the fight, have you?” The Heavenly Spring Saint Son closed his eyes slightly.

He smacked Xiao Yue with his finger, much like the way he would use his palm, distorting the sword into a forced bend.

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In the kitchen, Ouyang Chenfeng stepped in smilingly. It was a huge kitchen, with silhouettes moving in the flowing crowd, and various fires were illuminating the air and the different aromas were assailing one's nose.

The chefs were standing in front of the stoves arranged in rows, and there was even a second-grade chef among them. Near the stove stood a corner assigned specially for the making of noodle dishes. The flour particles could be seen drifting in the air, and the slapping sound of dough being made resonated.

The chefs greeted Ouyang Chenfeng with great respect as he and Bu Fang entered the kitchen. Ouyang Chenfeng nodded and acknowledged them with a smile. He had words of encouragement for the chefs and had no air of haughtiness unique to first-grade chefs. Bu Fang was rather taken aback by the amiable disposition of Ouyang Chenfeng.

”Little friend, do come over.” Ouyang Chenfeng smiled. The chefs who were busy cooking were startled. They could not believe that Ouyang Chenfeng allowed the young lad to enter his kitchen. That was Master Chef Ouyang Chenfeng's very own kitchen! A kitchen that he allowed access to no other person except on occasions that he wanted to teach a culinary skill or two to his disciples. However, he had now allowed an unfamiliar young stranger to use his kitchen! Had he decided to recruit this young lad as his new disciple? However, it did not seem so from the looks of it.

At that instant, someone related the comments Bu Fang made outside the restaurant. Most of the chefs were aghast, and the next moment, they opened their eyes wide in disbelief. ”What!? That little chef wants to teach Master Chef Ouyang the way to cook noodles?”

”That lad is too arrogant! Chef Ouyang is one of the first-grade chefs, where did the guy get his confidence and courage to spout such arrogance!”

”Let's go over secretly. This is the prelude of trouble brewing!”

The chefs were whispering into each other's ears, with their faces full of righteous indignation. The second-grade chef was fiddling with his crystal-glazed kitchen knife, and his brows furrowed above his cold sharp gaze. He had brimming respect for Master Chef Ouyang hence he would allow no others to belittle him. There was no doubt that Bu Fang had insulted Master Chef Ouyang.

The crowd surged forward and stuck their head in to look at the kitchen.

Bu Fang walked into the kitchen which was a compartment within the kitchen. Ouyang's kitchen was far better equipped than the other kitchen, and the most eminent of all was the exquisite kitchen knife nestling on the rack at the center of the kitchen. The kitchen knife was impeccable. It was unlike those other weird kitchen knives, full of arrogance. Instead, it was almost transparent and had an air of daintiness.