962 Lightning Punishment Appears at the First Grade Chef Tes (1/2)

Sil… Silver?

The entire room was stunned.

What happened to the stove's color? It wasn't green or red as they had imagined. It was silver…

That mortal's mental force was so strong it made the stove radiate silver light?

How could it be?

This mortal's cultivation base had only one divine flame!

Everybody here was basically stronger than Bu Fang. However, being able to turn the stove silver… it was impossible using the cultivation base with only one divine flame.

Since Bu Fang could make the stove bloom silver light, it meant that his mental force had reached the peak of Divine Spirit Realm. Moreover, it was especially condensed.

However, it was a huge contrast to his cultivation base. How could an expert who had ignited only one divine flame show the extreme power of the peak of Divine Realm's mental force? It was… really strange indeed.

The chefs that had passed the special grade test shrank their eyes as they gazed at Bu Fang, especially the female chef from the Gongshu family.

Her face was filled with disbelief. She could only make the stove turn scarlet red.

Mu Liuer's eyes shrank. However, the corners of her mouth rose into a delighted smile, chuckling.

\”Indeed… He didn't let me down!\”

The judges were surprised.

They were really amazed that Bu Fang could make the stove bloom in silver light. However, the aristocratic families had many geniuses like that.

They had seen a lot, so they weren't overly shocked.

At this moment, Bu Fang was urging his mental force. His mental force was like threads getting into the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, doing some fine-tuning to the cooking ingredients in the porcelain jar.

…

In another room, which was even bigger, there was a similar stove in the center of the room. And, at this moment, a hunky figure was busying himself by the stove.

The audience watching him didn't even blink.

Xuanyuan Xuan balled her fists as she watched from her seat. She was so nervous her palms soaked with sweat.

Immortal Chef. Her brother had been working hard for quite a long time because of the Immortal Chef title, which was his dream. And now, his dream was just one step away. He couldn't afford any mistake.

Boom!

Immense heaven and earth energy was triggered. Above the hall, this great energy was gathering unceasingly.

The audience had completely serious looks.

\”An Immortal Chef test is really tough. Any mistake will lead to the chef's failure…\”

\”Yes, to become a First Grade Immortal Chef, the chef must cook a dish that could condense a wisp of immortal energy… It's not easy to condense immortal energy, though.\”

\”Indeed, it's not the immortal energy from the ingredients. It must be condensed during the cooking process…\”

The onlookers discussed excitedly. However, they tried to keep their voices low so as not to distract Xuanyuan Xiahui and affect his concentration.

Meanwhile, people continuously entered the room.

When the aristocratic families got hold of this information that someone was taking the Immortal Chef test, they immediately rushed over. If he hadn't finished the exam, they still had a chance. If they were late, another family would have recruited that Immortal Chef, and by that time, they couldn't even cry.

Thus, this room seated many members of aristocratic families. Not only that, but the Immortal Chefs from the five great families were all here as well.

Among the audience, Tong Cheng was sitting on a seat. Leaning against the backrest, his fingers played with a jade bead, which was constantly sparkling.

In the Immortal Chef test room, the stove station didn't have many patterns or drawings, and it didn't change into different colors. That was because they needed to focus on seeing if the dish could condense immortal energy at the end or not.

Only after successfully cooking a dish with immortal energy would the chef be considered an Immortal Chef.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Xuanyuan Xiahui. His dish was about to be finished.

Rumble! Rumble!

Thick layers of dark clouds gathered above the sky, rolling thunder and lightning all together.

The intense atmosphere permeated, expanding all around them.

\”Seems almost done!\”

Some lifted their heads, checking the changing clouds through the open roof. They couldn't help but gasp and scream.

There was only one judge for the Immortal Chef test, and that was Manager Chen. At this moment, his eyes were gazing at Xuanyuan Xiahui, who was busy around his stove.

\”Still needs a little more!\” Manager Chen also looked restless.

Xuanyuan Xiahui was soaked in his sweat, his hands not pausing for a single second. Green veins bulged on his arms as he unceasingly released his intimidating energy and mental force.

\”Brother, do your best!\” Xuanyuan Xuan looked anxious yet excited.

Eventually, the moment Xuanyuan Xiahui's mental force caused a gust of wind to swirl, the lightning that had been accumulated for quite a long time in the sky had reached the pinnacle. It was about to strike now.

Boom!

Lightning struck from the sky. It crooked and moved in a zigzag path like a dragon!

\”Done!\”

\”Here comes the lightning. It means this dish is almost complete!\”

\”Just wait and see if that food has a wisp of immortal energy… If it condenses some energy, our Immortal City will have a brand-new Immortal Chef!\”

Everybody was waiting and anticipating.

Lightning fell and hit from the sky. Its cracking noise didn't stop.

Right at that moment, the lightning strike would hit Xuanyuan Xiahui's body. At the same time, a formation glowed in the room, creating a protecting shield above his head.

In an instant, the lightning dissolved, and it didn't even touch a single hair on Xuanyuan Xiahui's head.

It was a special feature of the Immortal Chef test room. It could save the candidates from the lightning punishment triggered by their food.

Thunder and lightning scattered.

A fragrance slowly arose.

Xuanyuan Xiahui's eyes were bloodshot. He looked very exhausted, as though all his energy was drained.

He quickly took a step back, panting and sitting on the ground.

His chef coat was soaked by his sweat. This time, this dish had almost used up all his mental force and energy…

A white porcelain bowl sat on his stove station. It was his dish for this test.

That dish was radiant, releasing hot steam. Its aroma diffused, hovering, triggering people's appetites.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Xiahui was staring at his food.

Then…