Translator: Zenobys, CatatoPatch
Seeing Jin Tong take out his wok, the alluring woman’s mouth twitched.
Jin Tong was just a little boy, but he was really hot-tempered.
The wok in his hand was famous for its incredible power. If he smashed down the wok, the restaurant would turn into ruins!
The woman instantly felt sorry for Bu Fang, who had offended Jin Tong.
Anybody who offended Jin Tong would not have a good end.
The reason why Jin Luo left Jin Tong here to deal with Liu Mobai’s opponent was because of Jin Tong’s attitude.
Moreover, they knew that Liu Mobai’s opponent stayed in the first layer of the Immortal Cooking Realm.
The first layer was the weakest, and those who resided within it were not so strong. Hence, Jin Tong should have no trouble dealing with him.
Jin Tong’s identity wasn’t ordinary, so Jin Luo dared not let him take risks.
The woman clearly understood that Jin Luo had tasked her with staying with the kid Jin Tong, so she could protect him.
Although they said that they didn’t co here to fight, they couldn’t predict how things would turn out. Jin Tong had an ace up his sleeve, but what if he had bad luck?
What if that advantage didn’t work? That’s why she had to stay to prevent such a situation from taking place.
But from the current situation...
The little lord of the Nine Revolution Clan was still very overbearing. No one dared to bully him—he was the one doing the bullying.
Jin Tong’s eyes looked excited. His small hand wielded the cauldron-like wok, which contained terrifying power.
In the distance, Tong Wudi and Liu Mobai hid in the dark, watching.
The two had co to watch the good show.
They had done what they could. Now, all they needed to do was to watch the fun unfold before their eyes.
They wanted to see if the monstrously talented Nether Chef from the Nine Revolution Clan can kill Bu Fang!
Liu Mobai clasped his hands. As he gazed at the two people in the distance, a glint flashed in his eyes...
...
Jin Tong roared. Swinging his gigantic wok, he smashed it at the doors of the restaurant.
The woman stood behind him, watching the fun. Sotis, she would fiddle with a lock of her curly hair.
She understood how strong that wok was. It was not an ordinary tool.
Boom!
The wok slamd into the doors of the restaurant.
However, the explosion that everyone had been expecting did not co.
This was because the mont the wok landed, the restaurant’s doors opened a little. Imdiately, a bandaged arm erged from the slit and grabbed the wok.
Boom!
A low noise rang out.
Bu Fang could not help but frown.
He had felt a formidable force travel up from the wok, which made him almost step back.
Nevertheless, Jin Tong’s power wasn’t enough. With the trendous power that Bu Fang possessed, he was not afraid of the other’s attack.
His indifferent eyes checked out Jin Tong as his fingers flexed. Then, exerting a bit of force, he flicked the wok in Jin Tong’s hand.
The wok was blown away.
“Don’t cause trouble... Our restaurant’s business hours are over. If you want a al, co early tomorrow and get in line.”
Bu Fang withdrew his hand, expressionlessly looking at the two people outside his door.
Jin Tong exhaled, grabbing his cauldron-like wok as he glared at Bu Fang.
Get in line?!
This ant wanted the genius of the Nine Revolution Clan to get in line?
Even the Nether Chefs from the Dark Nether Cooking Realm didn’t have the qualification and guts to make him get in line!
Just a trashy Immortal Chef in the Immortal Cooking Realm... Where did he get the courage to say that?!
“You...” Jin Tong widened his eyes, about to speak so more.
However, a loud thud rang out.
Everyone present was startled.
Jin Tong was scared, and his lips could not help quivering.
Then, he beca incredibly enraged, as though he was a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
The doors had been slamd shut in his face again!
That Immortal Chef is really asking for it!
The woman standing behind Jin Tong couldn’t help but feel awkward.
This restaurant’s owner... did have so guts. He had dared to talk to Jin Tong like that, and he had even slamd the doors in his face twice.
Nevertheless, the consequences for acting cool... was not sothing that that Immortal Chef could bear.
Dark Nether energy rose and began swirling around Jin Tong.
Jin Tong hurriedly raised his wok and swung it fiercely at the restaurant’s doors!
He had to smash this restaurant into ruins!
However, the mont the wok got close to the doors, it seed to lose its montum.
The wok gently hit the doors, making a dull and brief knock.
Thud...
Jin Tong was perplexed. He smashed his wok at the door several tis, yet only lodic knocks rang out.
“I told you that we’re already closed. Co early tomorrow and get in line...”
Bu Fang’s voice echoed from within the restaurant, making Jin Tong grit his teeth in rage.
The little boy scread and raised his leg, intent on kicking down the doors.
However, before his leg could strike its target, the restaurant’s doors suddenly opened...
Jin Tong’s leg hit nothing, causing him to lose his balance and fall. His face instantly turned red.
But before he could say anything, astonishnt swept over him.
He looked up to see a massive iron puppet standing right there. Lightning flickered in its eyes as it gazed at him.
“You... What do you want?!”
When Jin Tong noticed Whitey and the little arcs of lightning in its eyes, his voice shook.
“Troublemaker, you will be stripped as an example to others.” Whitey’s robotic voice reverberated.
The woman standing behind Jin Tong beca bewildered the mont she heard the voice.
Right after that...
Strips of silk clothes were thrown in the air, accompanied by loud ripping sounds.
“Sister Ru, help !”
The eyes of the Nether Chef called Ru shrank.
However, before she could react and make a move, a naked figure was speedily zooming towards her.
Jin Tong’s silk clothes had been ripped into pieces, after which he was thrown away like a little chick.
Sister Ru hurriedly raised her hand. A black chef robe appeared and began to whirl, shrouding Jin Tong as soon as he landed on the ground.
Jin Tong, whose face had changed dramatically, hurriedly wore the big, loose robe.
The chef robe was too big for him, and the sleeves hung loosely over his hands, making for a comical sight.
“How dare you tear my clothes!” Jin Tong gritted his teeth, snarling. He scread as he picked up his cauldron-like wok.
Whitey stood in front of the restaurant, its chanical eyes twinkling.
“Whitey, if he causes any more trouble, strip him and throw him far away...”
Bu Fang’s voice resounded from within the restaurant, making Jin Tong’s grimace.
“You dare to humiliate ! You trashy Immortal Chef, get your ass out here!” Jin Tong, who was utterly enraged, scread.
No one had dared treat him this way before!
Suddenly, a lightning arc flashed, and the air was filled with electric current strong enough to numb multiple people at once.
Whitey suddenly appeared in front of Jin Tong. Its leaf-like palm made a grabbing motion at the boy, trying to strip his clothes again.
However, Sister Ru had already made her move.
Jin Luo had asked her to stay behind and protect Jin Tong, so it was natural that she would protect him.
However, the mont she did, her expression imdiately changed.
Her opponent’s palm was emitting powerful arcs of lightning, which caused her face to turn unsightly.
Boom!
A gust of air blasted away.
Sister Ru took a step back, shivering slightly.
“What is this?!”
She knew that Whitey was a puppet, but how co this puppet was so formidable?!
Whitey trembled slightly as its attack was parried.
Suddenly, its aura changed.
With a sharp sound, the tal wings behind Whitey spread open, and an oppressive aura surged out from it.
However, before Whitey could make a move, Bu Fang strolled over from the kitchen.
“Whitey, co back here!”
Bu Fang walked to the door. A steaming hot atball could be seen hovering above his palm.
With a jolt, Whitey furled its tal wings and expressionlessly went to stand behind Bu Fang.
Sister Ru and Jin Tong pulled themselves together.
“We’re not here to fight with you! Take your puppet back!” said Sister Ru.
“We didn’t an you harm—”
“Do you believe those words?” Bu Fang calmly turned to Sister Ru and asked.
“I wish to have a Chef’s Challenge with you! Do you dare?” Jin Tong gritted his teeth. That puppet had stripped him and thrown him away!
This humiliation was unacceptable. He had never felt so aggrieved before!
“Chef’s Challenge?” Bu Fang was surprised. He hadn’t expected that the other would want to challenge him to a cooking battle.
Anyway...
Chef’s Challenge? Bu Fang wasn’t interested in it.
“Not interested.” Bu Fang’s lips curved up into a smirk. Then, he turned around and walked back into his restaurant.
With another “thud,” he had slamd the doors shut, leaving behind a gust of cold air.
Jin Tong was dumbstruck. Bu Fang is really not interested in having a Chef’s Challenge with him? Why?
Could it work that way?
Sister Ru also furrowed her brows.
In the distance, Tong Wudi, who was hiding in the dark, was stunned speechless.
“Are those two dummies?”
Liu Mobai’s mouth was open in astonishnt. Are all the geniuses of the Nine Revolution Clan as dumb as these two?
Just talking and forcing the other to have a Chef’s Challenge? Did they really think that the other party was as foolish as they were?
Back when Liu Mobai was inside the Immortal Tree space, he didn’t need to force the others to have a Chef’s Challenge with him. He just used his powers...
Jin Tong took a deep breath, staring hard at the restaurant.
“You won’t co out, right? Wanna be a black turtle hiding in its shell, right? Good. We will have Chef’s Challenges with every Immortal Chef in this first layer. We will seize their right to cook! All of them! Let’s see if you still want to hide through it all! They have been dragged into this because of you!” Sister Ru said as she gazed at the restaurant’s doors.
She clutched her chest, her curly bangs in front of her forehead fluttering in the wind.
When Jin Tong heard her say that, he boldly shouted, “Yeah!”
Silence reigned within the restaurant, even after a long ti had passed.
Bu Fang didn’t reply.
Sister Ru’s mouth twitched. She knew Bu Fang was afraid of them.
After a while, a sigh could be heard from within the restaurant. A faint voice followed it, saying, “Here, let give you a pill...”
Sizzle! Sizzle!
The restaurant’s doors opened.
A golden pill shrouded by steam flew out of the restaurant. It soared fast towards Jin Tong and Sister Ru.
1A pill?
Jin Tong was a little surprised. He watched the golden pill with an odd expression.
anwhile, Sister Ru’s face changed dramatically. She had sensed the formidable energy inside that pill.
The mont she saw Jin Tong reach out to catch the pill, her face turned black.
Boom!
A loud explosion rattled the surroundings, and flas shot into the sky.
The horrible energy that had been let loose blasted a hole in the ground.
Dust and sand soared into the sky.
With clasped hands, Bu Fang walked out of the restaurant.
He stood at the door, looking at the black column of smoke. In a calm voice, he said, “If you want to have a Chef’s Challenge with , co here.”
The scattering cloud of dust began to settle, revealing the two figures within.
Sister Ru stood in front of Jin Tong. At the last minute, she had squeezed a blood-colored talisman, which created a formation to shield both of them from the energy blast.
After a mont of shocked silence, Jin Tong beca furious!
He had been deceived by a atball! Did that guy hide so sort of weapon inside it?!
Why on earth is there such a cunning Immortal Chef here?!
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