AST 2394 Culinary Competition, Green Divine Pepper (1/2)

AST 2394 – Culinary Competition, Green Divine Pepper

“You clearly know why. I don’t want us to be forced to make a move.” The woman didn’t favor Battle Gods, just as Battle Gods didn’t favor Demon Kings.

“Senior, you seemed to be prejudiced against me.” Qing Shui smiled.

The woman was displeased at being addressed as senior by Qing Shui. She was mature, but she didn’t wish to admit that she was old. Her tone wasn’t friendly when she replied, “Do you know who I am?”

“The boss of the Thousand Miles Waft of Fragrance!” Qing Shui feigned ignorance.

“Say, why are you feigning ignorance? You have been trying to seek out information about me before.” The woman watched Qing Shui. This man was truly thick-skinned.

Qing Shui snickered. “Actually, I’m hoping to engage with you in a culinary competition. Cooking is a hobby of mine.”

This time, the woman had utterly felt the extent of Qing Shui’s thick skin. “Not interested!”

“I’m serious. Even if our identities aren’t exactly ideal, it doesn’t mean that our first meeting would have to end in slaughter. We can try to interact with each other. Besides, I really am interested in the culinary arts, and I’ve not met my match thus far.” Qing Shui replied seriously.

“I’ve seen a number of Battle Gods, but you’re the only one who’s this sneaky. Aren’t Battle Gods open and upright? What are you playing at?” The woman sized Qing Shui up, attempting to unravel whatever he was hiding.

“You’re a Culinary Demon King, but you don’t have any demon attributes. I truly do not have any ill intentions toward you. Besides, a lifestyle Demon King like you isn’t a threat.” Qing Shui brushed off the Culinary Demon King’s abilities as if they weren’t worth mentioning.

The woman couldn’t help but laugh at Qing Shui’s derisive statement. Yes, she was a Culinary Demon King, but her abilities left many of the stronger Demon Kings gasping in awe. How would she become the Sect Leader of the Forsaken Earth Region’s city Demon Gate otherwise?

“Name it, then. How will we compete?” The woman responded.

“Let’s hold a competition first. We can decide on the stakes when it’s concluded. What do you think?” Qing Shui smiled.

“Oh, there will be stakes? What is it? Let me hear it.” The woman grew curious.

“Can we talk about it after we’re done?” Qing Shui spoke up after some pondering.

“Who would discuss stakes only after the competition? If I were to speak without thinking at that point and claim your life as stakes, do you think that would be appropriate?” retorted the woman casually.

“Alright. Since that’s the case, then let us decide on the stakes first. Should we get a judge?” Qing Shui asked.

“There’s no need for a witness. I believe we’d be able to tell which is better on our own. If you really are better than me or just on par with me, then we’ll treat it as your victory,” the woman said confidently.

Qing Shui nodded. “I won’t hide this from you. My wife is a Demon King Inheritor, and I want to know how you managed to cleanse your Demon King’s blood. I had once cleansed her from it once, but she actually has the Demon Saint Blood and the purification didn’t have any effect. I wonder if you’ll have a way?”

The woman was startled at that moment, shocked by the fact that the wife of this Battle God was a Demon King Inheritor and one with Demon Saint Blood at that. If it was the Demon Saint Blood, the Nine Continent’s Demon Gate Sect Leader had that very same bloodline, but the Sect Leader was old now. Perhaps, his wife would be the next Sect Leader of the Nine Continents Demon Gate…

The woman sighed as her own line of thoughts was preposterous. However, she couldn’t help but put her sympathetic glance toward Qing Shui…

“Don’t look at me like that. I’m not pitiful…” Qing Shui was speechless.

“There’s no way to cleanse Demon Saint Blood, or at least, I can’t. So, let’s not compete anymore, I can’t help you.” The woman shook her head.

“Even so, let’s compete. I really do have a bit of culinary skills. Hmm, how about this? If there’s anything you want, I can give it to you if I lose.” Qing Shui thought about it before speaking.

“There’s nothing I need. Since you’d like to compete, then let’s do it. However, we’ll make it simpler. Choose a dish from my inn, and we’ll make one each. From there, we’ll see who made the better dish. What do you think?” The woman smiled.