Bang!
In a slightly larger kitchen, the tables and chairs were moved to the corner of the room, leaving space in the middle. Xia Yu stood firm, relaxed his hand, and two big, black iron balls instantly fell to the ground.
In front of the pile of charcoal, the originally fierce flas suddenly receded like a tide, leaving a trace of strange fragrance in the room.
The aroma naturally emanated from the burning of ’Mores Oil’.
Since it’s for an important culinary battle and researching recipes, the expenditure is staggering, yet unavoidable. Fortunately, ’Mores Oil’ was unlocked early, and the Fa Points weren’t lacking, so Xia Yu wasn’t afraid to spend big money on research and practice, not fearing a war of attrition.
The iron balls were scorched by the fierce fire, turning a glaring orange-red.
Falling to the ground, they were hot enough to leave black marks on the floor. Xia Yu put on heat-resistant gloves, unlocked the dark latch on one side of the sphere with a click, and steam surged out. The round iron balls were hollow, and they split open in half!
With a thud, several pieces of roasted at fell onto a white ceramic plate, releasing a strong aroma into the air.
Xia Yu didn’t look at the color of the at but rather closed his eyes slightly, relying on his nose to capture the aroma flowing in the air, judging the fusion degree of the roasted at and sauce.
"It’s fortunate that it’s the Shell Fairy’s Juxia Sauce, whose culinary imprint is gentle, not ostentatious or unruly. How should I say, the imprint in the sauce breaks slightly when scorched by the ’Bursting Fla’."
"The main issue is that I’m not skilled enough in swinging the iron ball, but after practice, the fusion degree is significantly improved, compared with yesterday, there should be about a 10% increase..."
Xia Yu pondered.
Beep beep, the phone on the table rang.
An old friend, Mu Xiaoyue, the editor-in-chief of ’Witness·Classic’, laughed on the phone: "What’s up with that ssage you sent ?"
"Didn’t you see it?" Xia Yu had a faint smile on his lips, "An invitation. I’m inviting you to witness so excitent, bring your team. Are you interested?"
"Excitent?"
The laughter on the phone stopped.
Xia Yu spoke more frankly: "To be precise, it’s a challenge. I’m preparing to take soone else’s golden signboard."
Exclamations, "Who would dare to provoke you, the Demon King Xia? They must be tired of living..."
"White Cloud Pavilion."
"..." The person on the other end coughed rapidly, "Ah, cough... White, White Cloud Pavilion? Damn, that one in Jing Chu?!!"
The cute girl even burst out a swear word—imagine how shocked she must be.
A simple "Yes" response caused silence on the phone.
After a good while, Mu Xiaoyue spoke quietly: "I say, the principle of pursuing and defeating the remnants is true, but the problem is, White Cloud Pavilion is not so defeated foe. Although Wei Zhong was defeated by you, the Sect Leader of White Cloud Pavilion, Huang He, is a powerful Dragon Chef. Going over to remove their sign... uh, isn’t it self-seeking..."
The remaining words "a dead end" were stuck, as Mu Xiaoyue was probably whispering in a corner of the office, afraid that the news would leak and lead to ridicule from the entire Chinese Realm.
"Put it this way, a culinary battle is a culinary battle. Huang He is constrained by culinary battle rules and can’t do anything to you. But challenging them changes the nature of it. Can you see any sect leader who remains indifferent after being challenged? It’s about the rise and fall of a sect, and at that ti, Huang He can bypass culinary battle rules and personally deal with you, the trouble-making challenger..."
Taking a deep breath, Mu Xiaoyue advised repeatedly, "In short, outside, you can be as arrogant as you like, but when a strong dragon visits another’s territory, you must act wisely!"
"Don’t go! No matter how much hatred or grievance you have against White Cloud Pavilion, don’t go!"
Beep beep.
After finishing, Mu Xiaoyue finally caught her breath, but only heard the busy tone from the phone, and couldn’t help feeling angry, grinding her teeth: "This person... really... Why doesn’t he listen! Don’t seek death!"
anwhile, Qi Qingyan also received an invitation ssage.
For Xia Yu, how could a challenging spectacle have no dia or spectators?
He also contacted Tang Yuqiong. She is the contemporary operator of the "Dragon Pot." Since he decided to use Juxia Sauce as a force to defeat the enemy, the origin of this weapon must also be clarified. With Tang Yuqiong operating the ’Dragon Pot’ as cover, and with the Juxia Sauce notes, even if the Heavenly King digs deep, Xia Yu can handle it calmly.
One by one, ssages and news were sent.
Finally, logging onto personal social platforms, Xia Yu edited a text post but kept typing and deleting, hesitating several tis, word by word contemplating, ultimately not sending the challenging letter.
Pa.
Throwing the phone away, Xia Yu rubbed his temples: "Ultimately, it’s still a lack of aura and montum!"
Aura and Montum.
Simply speaking, it’s courage and influence.
Xia Yu lacks courage, but as for the montum, to gather it to destroy a powerful Dragon Chef, the current accumulation seems too thin.
Overall, it’s still a lack of confidence in the battle recipe.
"Damn it!"
Xia Yu gritted his teeth, "System, hasn’t the mission ’Na of Juxia Sauce’ been completed yet?"
"Current recipe completion is at 50%..."
"Target a minimum of 60%? Practice again!" He bent down to pick up the big iron ball that had fallen to the ground.
Speaking of, the strange combination of iron ball and chain, was inspired by a recipe nad Kaihua Pot Rice Crisp in ’The Chinese Culinary Realm’.
Roasted at? Treat it like a sealed iron plate barbecue and it’s no problem. After all, with the Bursting Fla scorching the iron balls to orange-red, let alone sliced at, even if a whole pigeon or chicken was placed inside, Xia Yu could roast it well, without overcooking, with perfect timing.
Moreover...
This sealed iron ball involves the fusion of roasted at and sauce, in other words, Xia Yu was using a culinary technique, through the rotation of his arm, using the most primitive brute force, to crush the Juxia Sauce!
"Bang—"
It was unclear how many days had passed as Xia Yu was drenched in sweat. His legs went weak and he staggered a couple of steps when he put down the iron ball, barely managing to stand. At this mont, his ears were filled with the pleasing system notifications.
"Successfully created a recipe, initial evaluation is quasi-Dragon level, please na the recipe!"
"Task completed, super reward wheel is opening..."
Ding! Ding!
Xia Yu didn’t even look and skipped the frustrating lottery process, directly checking the loot in his backpack.
[Golden Crystal Stone] *2!
Whoa!
Startled, Xia Yu’s eyes widened slightly. One crystal stone was a guaranteed drop, but the second one... was it his own luck? His face, pale and covered in sweat, finally broke into a smile. Luck is indeed unfathomable; at critical monts, a burst of fortune gave his ’montum’ a significant boost!
Without much chatter, he straightforwardly used the two crystal stones on the two knife skills ’Arhat Crystal Slash’ and ’Seven-star Breaking Army Rapid Cutting’!
"Boom—"
A golden torrent surged forth.
In his mind, accompanied by whooshing sound effects, scenes of blade formations filled with intense icy chill slowly unfolded. Xia Yu watched as the knife skill icons transitioned from purple to gold, with golden luster flowing, and a grin spread across his face.
This ti, there would be no obstacles when slicing the so-called ’god-tier ingredients’, right?
Thinking of it, he acted!
Taking out a piece of frog at and buying an Ice Soul Blade from the system, Xia Yu grasped the ice-cold crystal white blade. His breath subtly sank to his dantian, and he felt a mysterious power suffuse his limbs, akin to controlling particles as small as dust—an even more wondrous sensation compared to the micro-manipulation state of the "Divine Hand". It was as if a crown prince reserve successfully ascended the throne, sitting on the seat called Emperor, looking down on all beings!
The boy’s eyes exuded an aura of majesty, at this mont, knife in hand, unparalleled in sharpness!
A cold light flashed.
"Swish—"
The frog tongue at, like chunks of ruby, turned into fluttering pale pink threads. This scene resembled the knife deity closing its eyes slightly under the cherry blossom tree at the end of April.
Soon, the threads beca a plate of "sashimi".
Xia Yu turned his head, taking a bottle of sauce from his private stash, labeled ’Plum Sauce/Sashimi’.
This was pre-sorted, recognizing each Juxia Sauce’s benefits with his tongue, without needing to face the trouble of a cabinet full of bottles and jars, directly grabbing what was needed.
Pouring a small dish of sauce, he picked up the frog tongue threads with chopsticks, which still trembled slightly on the chopsticks like carrot threads.
Dipping in the sauce, sending it into his mouth.
The sour and astringent plum sauce first spread across his tongue, followed by the life torrent of the frog!
Crack!
The wooden chopsticks in his hand shattered, blue veins spread along his hand, arm, reaching his face. Xia Yu seed to struggle in the life torrent, yet showed a hard-to-describe enjoynt, "This, is this the splendor of sumr? So many frog croaks..."
"Ugh!"
His face collided unexpectedly with sothing, startling him.
With a thud, his entire face fell into a soft embrace, his head was pressed by a massive fullness. Like running fiercely in the scorching sumr field, a stuffiness filled his chest. The owner of the soft embrace laughed lightly, an imaginary breeze brushed past Xia Yu’s ears, "...do you rember, you rember, right?"
Whoosh.
The sumr rain ca suddenly, Xia Yu reached out trying to grasp the skirt that drifted away, but he woke up.
"Hmm?!"
He didn’t pay attention to his suddenly grown head full of colorful hair, stupefied, the enchanting fragrance still danced at his nose.
After so ti, the boy’s expression showed a peculiar smile.
"If this is what’s called ’Food Spirit’..."
"I guess it wouldn’t be too hard to catch it!"
Glancing at his retina, the system information had already overrun the screen, just logs like ’Food Tyrant’s Stomach Activated’, ’Gourt Cells Absorbing’, ’Cell Evolution Progress Enhanced’.
Xia Yu only looked at the final change.
"[Unknown Gourt Cell], strength A, evolution value 91%."
He couldn’t help but be shocked.
A while ago, his cell strength had just ascended from B to A, and after cooking and eating all edible and absorbable ingredients, his evolution value barely reached a little over 13%, now it was 91%. Xia Yu calculated with his fingers, gasping sharply in astonishnt, my goodness, the ’god-tier ingredient’ was explosively strong, advancing his progress bar by nearly 80%, almost leveling up a major Food Dominator rank in an instant.
So odd information sources sprouted in his mind.
"Hmm? Hair changed?"
Xia Yu grabbed a lock of hair from behind his shoulder, pulling it to his chest, holding it in his hand, seeing a strand of hair, under his control, swell to the size of a baby’s small arm, slick and slippery, with a distinct resemblance to a mini frog tongue.
His mouth twitched incessantly, the joy of his Food Dominator and Food Justice Cooking Power’s enhancent turned into an overwhelming sorrow and indignation, Xia Yu opened his mouth: "...WQNMLGB!"
This was even more unsettling than dusa with a head of snake hair, truly disgusting.
Xia Yu quickly stopped the transformation, returning the hair to its original state. He touched his sleek and silky hair, suddenly feeling that a flamboyant look was better than a tentacle monster. After all, the flamboyant style was still in the realistic dinsion’s art style, if it were tentacle hair... uh, how many layers had this dinsional wall been breached? Instantly to super-fantasy art style.
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