949 What Right Do Ordinary People Have to Test for Special Grade Chef? Scram! (1/2)

Xuanyuan Xuan did not say anything. Although his sister had dug a hole for him, he did not care too much about it.

He looked rough, but he was not very different from Bu Fang, a cold type of person.

Looking at Bu Fang and the rest's departing figures, Xuanyuan Xiahui gave his sister a look.

That meaningful gaze made Xuanyuan Xuan's face burn up.

\”Brother! Why are you looking at me like that?\” Xuanyuan Xuan covered her face as she said that coquettishly.

\”This girl, don't think I don't know what you are thinking and what you want to do. How can this brother of yours not notice your intentions?\”

The corner of Xuanyuan Xiahui's lips curved, revealing a rarely seen smile, as though an iceberg had melted.

\”However, if this older brother is not wrong, then that kid just now should have come into the Immortal Cooking Realm from the lower realm and is one of those mortals… Otherwise, he should have a single immortal crystal.\” Xuanyuan Xiahui said as his face became even colder.

\”The lower realm?\” Xuanyuan Xuan slightly froze, then her face instantly revealed disbelief.

\”There is such a powerful chef in the lower realm? Judging from his cooking standards, he isn't much weaker than you…\”

\”You look down too much on your older brother…\”

Xuanyuan Xiahui did not say much, only rolling his eyes. Then, he turned his body, looking at the diners who surrounded the Fragrant Spicy Blood Lobster.

\”Alright, show's over. When you finish eating, go on and do your things. Business is resuming,\” Xuanyuan Xiahui said sternly.

The diners then scattered with laughter and roars.

No one dared to cause trouble in the restaurant because it belonged to aristocrats, and for the diners, offending an aristocrat was the most stupid thing.

The power that the aristocratic families held was something ordinary people simply couldn't imagine.

After the audience scattered, Xuanyuan Xiahui carried the bowl that was filled with the Blood Lobster sauce and walked towards the kitchen.

Walking to the entrance of the kitchen, Xuanyuan Xiahui turned his head to give a look at Xuanyuan Xuan, who stood frozen on the spot.

\”Just now, that kid… If he wants to become an Immortal Chef, he still lacks quite a lot,\” Xuanyuan Xiahui said seriously, looking at his sister. His words were filled with confidence.

Bu Fang still lacked a lot, but he… was already half a step into becoming an Immortal Chef.

Bu Fang crossed his arms as he walked out of the restaurant. Behind him was Nethery, the Black Dragon King, and the rest.

Lord Dog swayed his tail, strutting his elegant cat steps.

Within the city, there were silver-armored troops traveling back and forth. These silver armored experts were filled with urgency.

This was a troop belonging to an aristocratic family. Obviously, they had obtained news that a small group of their silver-armored troop had been exterminated.

This was a humiliation towards the aristocratic family.

Of course, Bu Fang and the rest were not worried about it. Since Lord Dog's paw had smashed everyone in that troop, there was not even a single trace left behind.

The most important thing for them now was to find a way to earn immortal crystals. To live in the Immortal City, immortal crystals were the key.

Also, Bu Fang had to think about how to open a restaurant in the Immortal City. He needed to find a good time to finish the system's temporary task.

A group of people walking aimlessly in the Immortal City was a bit striking, the main problem being that the formation of the group was too weird.

After a while, Bu Fang had earned some immortal crystals from selling the ingredients from the Heaven and Earth Farmland. Using these immortal crystals, he rented a room in an inn in the Immortal City.

Finally, this group of people had found a place to take shelter. After everyone had settled down, Bu Fang then walked out of the inn.

According to what Xuanyuan Xiahui said, if he wanted to open a restaurant in the Immortal Cooking Realm, he needed to take a test at the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion first.

As of this day, Bu Fang did not know yet what chef grade he had reached.

Xuanyuan Xiahui said that his grade was that of a special grade chef, one of the people that belonged to the top of the special grade chefs.

In fact, those that opened restaurants in the outer circle were special grade chefs, while ordinary chefs would only play second fiddle to these chefs.

Bu Fang believed that his own culinary skills should at least be at special grade, but as for which level of special grade, that needed to be carefully tested.

Walking on the long street, the sky was still dazzling and bright. The day time of the Immortal Cooking Realm seemed to be especially long.

Bu Fang saw many restaurants along the way. These restaurants were very popular, with many customers entering and leaving.

He walked further into the long street.

Very quickly, Bu Fang then realized that the people around him had become fewer, and the security had become tighter.

That was because the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion sat in between the inner circle and outer circle, and ordinary people were not allowed to enter the inner circle of the Immortal City because that was where the aristocratic families lived.

The Immortal Kitchen Pavilion was a building that was a round pillar, and the decorations on it were gorgeous. There was a board hanging on the door, and on top of it, the words Immortal Kitchen Pavilion were engraved.

These three big words were written in bold cursive calligraphy, bringing a wave of huge pressure.

Bu Fang stood at the entrance, giving the three words a glance. Then, he felt his mental energy violently trembling, as though there was a huge tidal wave flipping in his mental energy sea.

Bu Fang's eyes slightly narrowed, his heart shocked.

Just the remnant mental energy fluctuations on these three words caused such an abnormality in his own mental energy sea…

How strong was the person who had written these three words?!

Suppressing the fluctuation in his mind, Bu Fang's face became solemn as he continued to head towards the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion.

No matter what, since Bu Fang wanted to open a shop in the Immortal City, he needed to earn the right to open a shop first.

However, this right required Bu Fang to fight for it. In Rome, do as the Romans do.

Stepping into the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion, he found that it was a little noisy.

The atmosphere inside was different from the outside. Within the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion, the entire place was bustling.

The hall was a huge circle, and counters were placed around it. Behind the counters, service crews of the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion were sitting and doing all sorts of services.