774 You Promised to Conquer the Endless Sea, yet Quietly Became an Ingredien (1/2)

The Eight Petal Snow Lotus was very beautiful. It was so beautiful that it attracted everyone's eyes, and all of them were shocked.

That snow lotus that was as thin as a cicada's wings was floating in the air. As it slightly fluttered, the markings on it intersected, as though it was depicting a delicate picture. It was incomparably exquisite.

A dense spirit energy was scattered as the flower swayed. A chilly wind swept through the area, causing the audience to feel their skin slightly tightening up.

It was a medicinal herb that was close to a divine herb.

Did Yan Yu intend to use this type of medicinal herb to cook his next dish?

Everyone who thought up to this point sucked in a deep breath. It was like what they expected. Only at a Chef's Challenge would one see a chef's true skills. It was because the consequences of losing a Chef's Challenge was something no chef could handle.

A divine herb was a precious and extremely valuable existence. Even if it was in the Hidden Dragon Royal Court, it was difficult to harvest a divine herb.

That was because a true divine herb required time to mature. As for this Eight Petal Snow Lotus in front of them, it had probably lived for eight thousand years. One petal represented a thousand years, so since it had eight petals, it meant that this medicinal herb had been growing for eight thousand years before it was harvested, almost reaching the grade of a divine herb.

Could this spiritual herb be cooked?

Of course it could be cooked. Not only can it be cooked, but the higher the chef's grade was, the higher the requirements of their ingredients. That was why spiritual herbs were also an ingredient taken into account.

A dish made out of a good spiritual herb would be extremely delicious. It would also contain a frightening effect.

”I have this eight-thousand-year-old Eight Petal Snow Lotus. If you don't use the Taotie's meat, what will you use to beat me?” provoked Yan Yu as he carefully held the Eight Petal Snow Lotus in his hand. He had an overbearing look in his eyes as they shined.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

Indeed, what Yan Yu said was right. Without the Taotie's meat that was close to the Divine Spirit Realm, how was Bu Fang going to defeat his opponent?

Many people felt sorry for Bu Fang, and they felt as though it was a pity.

They knew that Bu Fang fell into a trap. Yan Yu knew that Bu Fang possessed the Taotie's meat, but he had restricted Bu Fang from using it. Of course, Bu Fang didn't know that Yan Yu had an ingredient of the same grade. It was obvious that Owner Bu fell into Yan Yu's trap.

Bu Fang's trump card had been too clear to Yan Yu, but Bu Fang had no knowledge of the latter's. Therefore, the Chef's Challenge between the two of them seemed to be heavily tilted to one side.

Bu Fang's retrieved his gaze from that Eight Petal Snow Lotus as the corner of his lips slightly pulled back. Then, he raised his hands and suddenly put his palms together, gently clapping.

With a swishing sound, a golden light dashed over, laying on Bu Fang's shoulder.

That little shrimp spat out bubbles as its big eyes spun around.

Everyone looked dumbfoundedly at Shrimpy, who was lying on Bu Fang's shoulders.

Did Bu Fang intend to cook this water spirit beast? Was he going to cook the Golden Skinned Mantis Shrimp that he had been raising?

This Golden Skinned Mantis Shrimp was strong. It also had spirituality. There was a chance it would be able to put up a fight against the Eight Petal Snow Lotus!

But… Could Bu Fang really do it?

From afar, Great White, who was originally watching the Chef's Challenge with a meaningful expression, lost his bearings when he saw the Shrimp Ancestor dashing out. Its fur… No, its shell exploded!

His eyes widened with disbelief.

What was this kid trying to do? Was he going to cook the Shrimp Ancestor?

That was the Shrimp Ancestor… In the past, it was once an overlord that had swept through the entire endless sea. How could it be used as an ingredient?

He, Great White, still wanted to hug the Shrimp Ancestor's thighs in order to rise to the heavens. If the Shrimp Ancestor became food, what in the world was he going to do?

Where was the promised conquering of the endless sea? You actually became an ingredient in some random dish!

Great White's heart was shaking at this moment. He roared, his entire face malevolent. His mouth opened wide, revealing a full set of saw-like teeth.

”No! It cannot become an ingredient!” Great White roared until his voice was hoarse, tears rolling from his eyes.

Whitey's eyes were shining. Its huge leaf-shaped hands grabbed Great White's clothes before dragging him away.

Great White's hands shook, his entire face had an unwilling expression. It was as though he was parting forever with Shrimpy.

Bu Fang glanced at Great White speechlessly. That guy was really dramatic… Where in the world did he see Shrimpy turn into a dish?

How could this guy think that Shrimpy could be eaten?

Bu Fang reached out his hand, touching Shrimpy's head. The corners of his lips curled upwards.

Shrimpy comfortably narrowed its eyes, feeling Bu Fang's touch. The bubbles it spat from its mouth increased.

”You have the Eight Petal Snow Lotus, and I have the Golden Skinned Mantis Shrimp. It's still too early to judge the winner.” Bu Fang's voice was calm as he gave Yan Yu a sidelong glance.

Yan Yu's eyes narrowed, thinking, ”This guy actually intended to use that shrimp as an ingredient?”

Looks like he had judged this little guy wrongly. His heart was ruthless!

Bu Fang was too lazy to say anything more to Yan Yu. He tapped Shrimpy's head, then turned around and returned to the front of the stove.

Meanwhile, outside the Noodle King Restaurant, some experts were standing on the tree branches.

Wenren Shang, Mu Cheng, and Liu Jiali laid on top of the tree as they watched the Chef's Challenge that was taking place in the restaurant.

”Wenren Shang, who do you think will win this Chef's Challenge?” Mu Cheng's beautiful eyes turned to Wenren Shang, who was holding a bamboo flask as he poured wine into his mouth.

”Bu Fang. I know the answer even if I use my toes to think. That fool, Yan Yu, thinks that he can win with just an Eight Petal Snow Lotus? He's too young...”

Mu Cheng rolled her eyes. Wenren Shang really had confidence in Bu Fang.

”Old Liu, how about you?” Mu Cheng turned her head to look at Liu Jiali, whose face was stern.

Liu Jiali leaned against the tree branch while holding a book in his hand, slowly flipping it.

Faced with Mu Cheng's question, he flipped another page indifferently, saying, ” If Bu Fang is able to use the Taotie's meat, Bu Fang's chances of winning is about sixty-five percent. If Bu Fang is not allowed to use the Taotie's meat, his chances of winning will reach eighty percent.”