Chapter 343: Believe in Yourself, You Are a Professional
Translator: E.3.3. Editor: Vermillion
Bu Fang was able to slaughter the Earth Dragon, which Duan Yun had to fight with for ages, with two quick slices. Why was Bu Fang so powerful... this seed a bit far-fetched?
Duan Yun was absolutely shocked. As the saying goes—no comparison, no harm. With Bu Fang’s sense of effortlessness against his own desperate struggles, an indescribable dejection rushed to his heart.
Bu Fang didn’t care what Duan Yun was going through emotionally.
He walked around the Earth Dragon’s corpse and sauntered to the Violet Cloud Fruit Tree.
A faint glow circulated above the tree, emitting a fluorescent light. The aroma that pervaded the air contained a trace of sweetness unique to spirit fruits. Bu Fang wouldn’t wait to pick one off and taste it himself.
He plucked off a Violet Cloud Fruit from the branches. This was a seventh grade Violet Cloud Fruit and contained a rich source of spirit energy within.
He easily peeled off the outer skin of this Violet Cloud Fruit. In comparison to the tender flesh inside, the Violet Cloud Fruit’s outer layer was coarse. Plus, it had a bitter astringency to it and did not taste good.
The star of the show was still the flesh inside, which was truly the essence of this fruit. The flesh of the Violet Cloud Fruit was not a purple shade. Instead, it was as transparent and pale as a cube of ice, much like the texture of the lychee flesh.
As he took a bite of the Violet Cloud Fruit, a nectar filled his entire mouth. A delicate fragrance circulated in Bu Fang’s mouth alongside the sweet taste. It was quite a treat.
After quickly gobbling up this Violet Cloud Fruit, Bu Fang took out a blue and white ceramic bowl. Behold the correct way to process the Violet Cloud Fruit Tree!
With a wisp of smoke, the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife appeared in his hand again. Rubbing the Violet Cloud Fruit Tree’s smooth branches, Bu Fang located a spot and wiped his cleaver against it. The branch was easily sliced apart.
Once cut apart, a fountain of sparkling clear nectar flowed out.
In comparison to fresh spring water, this nectar was much more viscous. Bu Fang placed the blue and white ceramic bowl under the branch’s opening, catching the river of nectar that gushed out.
After collecting an entire bowl of fresh nectar, Bu Fang pressed down lightly at the cut with his thumb.
The cut was sohow sealed, and not after long, stopped dripping out nectar.
Duan Yun walked over. He was excited to see this bowl of fresh Violet Cloud Nectar.
The Violet Cloud Nectar had wonderful healing properties. Not to ntion its main function, it also tasted incredibly delicious. It definitely made a fine drink.
Bu Fang ignored Duan Yun’s envious gaze and instead lifted up the ceramic bowl for a sip.
Gulp Gulp Gulp.
He chugged a big mouthful of this Violet Cloud Nectar. Once it hit his tongue, Bu Fang’s eyes instantly lit up.
This Violet Cloud Nectar was ice-cold as if it had been frozen before. It had a refreshing texture, both sweet and cool in taste once down the throat.
It was a little bit similar to the sugar cane juice that Bu Fang had drunk in his precious lifeti, only it wasn’t as sweet. A lingering aftertaste curled around in Bu Fang’s mouth. The aroma caused Bu Fang to squint his eyes.
The Violet Cloud Nectar contained just as much spirit energy as the Violet Cloud Fruit. After a single swig, Bu Fang opened his mouth wide and spurt forth rich waves of spirit energy.
After one sip of the Violet Cloud Nectar, he felt that all the weariness on his body simply washed away.
"Very nice." Bu Fang was satisfied. He lifted up the ceramic bowl and continued gulping down the content inside. Not after long, he had drained the entire bowl.
This Violet Cloud Nectar really quenched one’s thirst. It had a spectacular texture and indeed made a fine drink.
Bu Fang dug out the Violet Cloud Fruit Tree from its roots and placed it into the System’s dinsional bag. He planned on taking it back to the store and replanting it there as an addition to the store’s afforestation.
When he curled up in a chair to enjoy so sunshine on an ordinary day, he could also get himself a bowl of this Violet Cloud Nectar. Now that was the way to live life.
Duan Yun also yearned for a sip of this Violet Cloud Nectar, but Bu Fang took no notice of him and instead proceeded to store away the Violet Cloud Tree. This made him feel like he was kicked in the balls.
"Carry this Earth Dragon. It’s our dinner tonight." Bu Fang instructed solemnly and then walked ahead with hands behind his back.
Duan Yun’s face darkened.
The body of this Earth Dragon was rather big. However, with Duan Yun’s cultivation level—at the peak of eighth grade War-God level—, carrying it certainly wasn’t an ordeal.
The two figures, on top of a puppet and an Earth Dragon corpse, trod through the forest. The night was falling. The scorching sun hanging in the sky also slipped down the horizon.
After the last bits of the evening glow, the sun completely disappeared, leaving behind a state of dusky stillness.
Two crescent moons gradually crystallized, intertwining with each other in the night sky.
A bonfire was lit.
A large black wok was set upon the bonfire. The boiling clear water inside bubbled. Duan Yun sat on the side and threw in a couple of twigs from ti to ti.
He still couldn’t quite digest everything that just happened. This ti it wasn’t because of Bu Fang’s intimidating combat capability, but because Bu Fang had just sliced off all the at from this gigantic dragon in a grand manner. In the end, all that was left of the Earth Dragon was a pile of bones.
His dissecting and cutting techniques... covered Duan Yun’s scalp with a tingling sensation.
Bu Fang did not put away the leftover skin of this Earth Dragon. Given that this Earth Dragon has been living underground throughout the year, its skin was rough and coarse. Since it was completely useless, Bu Fang cast it away after carving out the flesh.
For today’s al, Bu Fang was going to make Red Braised Earth Dragon at.
Duan Yun, still absent-minded, sniffed the rich aroma that dissipated through the air. Watching as Bu Fang cooked skillfully, he couldn’t quite believe he was in the training ground.
Though this training ground posed little threat to the genius disciples of the Grand Sect, Duan Yun’s own cultivation level couldn’t be considered that impressive, and hence he found this training ground sowhat dangerous.
This was the first ti Duan Yun had witnessed anyone like Bu Fang... who managed to turn the training ground into his kitchen and cooked at such ease.
The Earth Dragon’s flesh was dark-toned. Without the addition of any extra condints, it already wore a beautiful shade, both glossy and sparkling clear in texture. Stripped of its outer skin, the Earth Dragon flesh was extrely tender. The glittering chunks of at even quivered in the bowl, shaking slightly like pieces of jello.
It shimred against the flas and was blanketed by a lustrous layer of oil. Just looking at it stimulated one’s appetite.
Bu Fang glanced at Duan Yun, who was drooling helplessly, and casually tossed him a bowl and a pair of chopsticks.
Duan Yun caught it and shot a look at Bu Fang with an odd expression. " This fellow has all sorts of kitchen appliances on him. Surely, Bu Fang... didn’t really take this training ground as his personalized kitchen?"
However, he didn’t give it another thought. Instead, he mimicked Bu Fang, picking up a piece of the glittering, steaming hot Earth Dragon at and pushed it into his mouth.
It was so fresh and tender to the tongue, its texture almost akin to jelly. The at was awfully springy upon fully cooked, bouncing between his teeth. He was imrsed in a state of satisfaction.
The aty aroma spread through his mouth and shot up his nostrils. It was as if every waft of fragrance had transford into a thick winter’s coat and enveloped his body. It made him feel as comfy and cozy as ever.
"How could this dish taste so good! It turns out Earth Dragon flesh was absolutely succulent..."
As Duan Yun continued to chomp on the at, he gasped in admiration. Grease was sared across the corners of his mouth and his eyes couldn’t stop sparkling.
The more Duan Yun ate, the more he was shaken to his core.
The Roasted Demonic Potato from before was already beyond his expectations. Yet the cooking techniques involved with that dish was not high. Or, in other words, even if it was intricate, Duan Yun certainly could never tell. He dismissed it as a fluke, especially since the texture and taste of the Demonic Potato itself was enough to make a fine treat.
However, this ti, the Red Braised Earth Dragon at revealed Bu Fang’s true capabilities. His body movents during the entire cooking process were as fluid as a stream of water, all appearing so natural to him.
"This Bu Fang... really is a chef!"
As a disciple of the Alchemy Sect, he was defeated by a re chef... this was too painful.
But no matter how despondent this realization made him, Duan Yun simply couldn’t resist the temptation of gourt delicacies. Anything that happened once could happen twice. Sure enough, Bu Fang successfully coaxed him into utilizing the alchemic fire again.
Only this ti, Bu Fang applied his alchemic fire to roasting at...
Duan Yun refused at first, reminded of the dignity that a master of alchemy should retain. However, picturing the mouthwatering Red Braised Earth Dragon at, he convinced himself that upholding the dignity of a master of alchemy... could be postponed.
He was already forced into roasting potatoes anyway, was it really a loss to roast at as well?
Just as the Earth Dragon flesh was roasted into a glowing red shade, glistening drops of sauced oil dripped off the roasted at.
The concentrated aty aroma dispersed and almost shot into Duan Yun’s body like tiny serpents. Though he was still spouting out flas, Duan Yuan felt his mouth water. at roasted by the alchemic fire slled... too delectable! That fragrance had the power to entice anyone. Sniffing that aroma, Duan Yun began to tremble, almost losing control of the fire.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows: "Keep still and keep the flas under control. Belief in yourself, you are a professional."
Duan Yun almost spat out blood as he scread madly in his heart. "I am not a professional fire-lighter! I am a noble master of alchemy! Ahh!"
Just as the roasted Earth Dragon at was about to be done, a giant explosion erupted within the Hundred Thousand Mountains. From the source of the outburst, a fla shot to the sky. The glaring flas almost obscured the entire sky, turning the night back into day.
Duan Yun was startled, "Could... this be the release of the Ten Thousand Bestial Flas?"
Bu Fang flickered a glimpse at the dazzling fla and calmly twisted back his head. He looked at the Earth Dragon at roasted into a scarlet shade and scrunched his brows.
"Concentrate and keep the fire steady. Even if the Ten Thousand Bestial Flas has been released, we still need to finish cooking the at first."
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