Chapter 1183 - Who the F*ck Are You?
Chapter 1183 Who the F*ck Are You?
In the wasteland…
A beautiful figure stepped up into the air.
Ying Long was all tensed up when he saw that figure. He didn’t dare to underestimate her.
Suddenly, he brandished the Hollow Eye Staff in his hand and stirred up a gust of wild wind, sending a wave of terrible pressure together with the Earth Prison’s Will of the Great Path down at her.
Empress Bi Luo walked out of the wasteland, still licking at an ice-cream cone she held in one hand. Facing the pressure that came smashing down toward her like a great mountain, she just raised her other hand and lightly swung it.
A crack was immediately ripped in the pressure. Ying Long saw streams of Nether energy gather and condense into a giant palm in midair, and the next moment, it slapped toward him!
“What are you trying to do, Empress Bi Luo?!” Ying Long roared. Even as he said that, he smashed the void with the Hollow Eye Staff. Plumes of Nether energy shot up around him instantly, forming a barrier that tried to stop the empress’s slap.
A loud boom rang out as the collision produced a violent explosion, scattering all Nether energy in the air.
Empress Bi Luo gave her ice cream another lick and glanced indifferently at Ying Long. She said coldly, “It’s annoying to see you again, stinking dragon… Have you forgotten that I said I would beat you as long as you stepped into Goddess City’s boundary?”
Holding the Hollow Eye Staff in one hand, Ying Long’s facial muscles trembled.
The next moment, Empress Bi Luo raised her hand again. Nether energy gathered into another palm, then flew toward Ying Long.
“As the forbidden lands, you all should have the awareness of being losers eliminated by history! You should have disappeared in the torrent of history!” cried Ying Long. His voice sounded somewhat exasperated.
He swung the staff and threw out a beam of light, which crashed into the empress’s attack. After that, he turned and flew away, his figure gradually dwindling into the horizon.
“Since you are hiding in a corner, don’t show up again and harbor any ill intentions… Otherwise, what should disappear will eventually disappear!” Ying Long’s figure soon vanished from sight, but his voice still drifted over.
Empress Bi Luo stood in midair, her long, straight legs looking extremely attractive. She gave her ice cream a bite, twitched her mouth, snorted, and descended into the sand. In just the blink of an eye, the wasteland returned to its original look.
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RUMBLE!
A bolt of lightning struck and shocked everyone.
An oppressive aura faded away quietly, but the clouds lingering in the air still gave everyone a suffocating feeling.
Finally, the dark clouds disappeared, and the crowd threw their glances at the arena.
They saw a figure waving a frying spoon and sprinkling oil onto a dish, which sizzled and gave off a delicious aroma that quickly permeated the air.
One stream of immortal energy, two streams of immortal energy, three streams…
Seven streams of immortal energy rose in succession like mushrooms popping out from the ground after the rain, swirling over the dish and making it shine dazzlingly.
Suddenly, Whitey landed on the arena with a thud, holding the War God Stick in one hand. Lightning arcs flickered and jumped all over its body, and its aura seemed to have grown even stronger now.
Bu Fang took out a clean piece of white cloth and wiped the water drops off the edge of the blue-and-white porcelain plate. After that, he wiped his hands with it and picked up the plate.
The dish for the Third Grade test was ready to serve.
He was frowning. If truth be told, he wasn’t very satisfied with his performance this time. He thought it would be easy to cook a dish with seven streams of immortal energy, but when he began cooking, he realized its difficulty. Perhaps even he himself didn’t realize that his current cultivation base was just barely reaching the level of the Third Grade Immortal Chef.
Fortunately, he succeeded in the end.
However, because the dish was barely reaching the level of the Third Grade Immortal Chef, its quality was not as good as that of the Dried Pot Cabbage, and it had only attracted four lightning punishments. This was also the reason why he wasn’t very satisfied with his performance.
He sighed softly.
Bu Fang also understood that although his cooking skills had improved a lot, he still needed more practice. He was still far from reaching the pinnacle. The higher the level he reached, the more difficult it was to improve his cooking skills, and the more obstacles and adversities he needed to overcome.
The dish was carried to the judges.
Just moments before Bu Fang completed the dish, Realm Lord Di Tai finally broke the imprisonment and was able to move again. He was so touched that he almost burst into tears.
Bu Fang placed the steaming dish on the table, which attracted many glances.
In fact, letting the judges taste the dish was just a formality. As long as the immortal energy over the dish was not fake, it meant Bu Fang had officially become a Third Grade Immortal Chef.
Bu Fang’s dish, while amazing, lacked the unique flavor of the Dried Pot Cabbage he cooked just now. However, that didn’t prevent him from becoming a Third Grade Immortal Chef.
When Realm Lord Di Tai announced the result through clenched teeth, the whole room broke out in uproar. It could be expected that soon, this piece of news would sweep across the Immortal Cooking Realm like a storm.
The Great Demon King had done another amazing achievement! He had advanced two grades in one day and become a Third Grade Immortal Chef!
After becoming a Third Grade Immortal Chef, Bu Fang had a few words with City Lord Meng Qi and Realm Lord Di Tai, then he turned and left, ignoring the bitter look in the latter’s eyes.
He walked out of the room with both hands shoved into his pockets. Frowning, he reflected on his shortcomings and where he could improve in his cooking.
Also, he still needed to search for a carrier for the Imprison Array. Dried Pot was good, but it was more suitable as the carrier for the Explode Array.
After leaving the room, he started toward the venue where the First Grade test was taking place.
Xixi should still be in the test. Although Bu Fang had confidence in her, he wanted to witness the moment the little girl became an immortal chef.
He pushed open the door, clasped his hands behind his back, and stepped through it. Quietly, he found a seat in the audience and sat down. His arrival didn’t attract any attention because everyone was focusing on the arena.
A few chefs were cooking in the arena. They were not too old nor too young, ranging from twelve to fifteen years old. Xixi’s appearance of a seven or eight-year-old little girl made her look small among them. She even needed to stand on a chair to reach her cooking bench.
Bu Fang suddenly furrowed his eyebrows. He saw that the other participants were all using immortal tools, while Xixi was cooking with ordinary kitchen utensils provided by the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion. This might not have made much difference in normal cooking, but it put Xixi at a disadvantage in the test.
‘It looks like after this test, I’ll need to prepare kitchen utensils for Xixi. How can an immortal chef not have good kitchen utensils?’
Even Bu Fang himself had the God of Cooking Set. It was very difficult for a chef without good kitchen utensils to reach the pinnacle. Of course, Bu Fang also felt unhappy when he saw Xixi suppressed by the other participants.
In the arena, a few older boys looked at Xixi with mocking smiles. When they saw that she was cooking with ordinary kitchen utensils provided by the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion, they even laughed.
Xixi bit her lip and paid them no mind. As she was not tall enough, she had to stand on a chair to cook. Her little face was red from all the smoke.
“I want to be a good chef like Teacher Bu, even without immortal tools!” The little girl pouted as she processed the ingredients with an ordinary kitchen knife.
Sizzle…
Smoke rose and fragrance spread as the other children threw their ingredients into their woks. In just a short time, their cooking approached the final stage—the immortal tools had hastened their cooking speed.
Xixi panicked when she saw others had completed their cooking. Her dish was still not done.
“Little girl, you are not even as tall as the stove! Instead of learning how to cook, you should go back and learn how to use a needle!” A little boy laughed when he saw Xixi with her flushed face, his mocking tone evident in his voice.
These children were all from the aristocratic families in the various layers of the Immortal Cooking Realm. They were gifted and had access to rich resources, so it was not too difficult for them to become First Grade Immortal Chefs. Perhaps because they grew up in aristocratic families, they were arrogant and never concealed their disdain for weaklings.
That’s right, Xixi was a weakling in their eyes.
“She’s even shorter than the countertop!”
“Why would such people join us for the test?”
“This hairless little girl wants to be an immortal chef too? No way! The title of the immortal chef is not that cheap!”
Thunderclouds began to gather in the sky. The fact that these children could attract lightning punishments showed that they were truly gifted.
With a rumble, lightning punishments descended.
These little fellows from the aristocratic families in the various layers used all kinds of means to defend against the lightning punishments.
“Why don’t you just give up? Look, your dish is not even cooked!” The little boy burst into laughter as he walked past Xixi with his dish in hand.
Xixi’s face flushed, and she looked up angrily at the little boy.
Suddenly, a flash of panic crossed her face. The chair under her feet wobbled and lost its balance at that moment, causing her to fall to the floor with a loud noise.
The laughter grew louder around her.
Those children of aristocratic families found the scene very funny.
The judges for this First Grade test didn’t include the guy who brought Xixi here, so they didn’t know that she was the Great Demon King’s apprentice. They all frowned as they looked at her. Clearly, they also thought that this seven-year-old girl was just here to mess around.
How could a seven-year-old girl become a First Grade Immortal Chef? She didn’t even have her own kitchen utensils!
“Attention all participants. The test is now over. If you haven’t finished cooking, stop struggling and don’t waste everyone’s time…” said one of the judges as he leaned back in his chair and exhaled faintly.
He was the judge who was most dissatisfied with Xixi.
“How can you end the test when I’m still cooking? I remember there’s no time limit for the test!” Xixi’s sobbing voice rang out from under the stove, followed by the sound of a chair turning over.
Embarrassed that he was rebutted by a seven-year-old girl, the judge felt so angry that he slapped the table with a hand and snapped, “When I said the test is over, it’s over! Who is the judge here? Me or you? What a rude little girl!”
The other children in the arena were frightened by the judge’s response. However, most of them were gloating because they had completed their cooking.
It was plain that the judge was scolding Xixi, who was shorter than a stove.
On the countertop, Foxy’s eyes grew wide, and her white fur stood on end as she stared at the judge. She was very angry. Even then, Xixi put the chair back to its position, climbed up, and showed her face over the stove again.
“Xixi must finish cooking the dish! Teacher Bu said Xixi could become an immortal chef!” The little girl bit her lip and almost burst into tears, but she still stirred her dish with a spoon.
“You really are an annoying little girl! Not only did you bring a pet into the examination hall, but you’re also deliberately wasting everyone’s time. Look what you got? You don’t have kitchen utensils, and even your kitchen knife is borrowed from the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion. How are you going to compete with others? What makes you think you can become an immortal chef?!”
The judge was getting impatient, and his eyes turned cold.
He rose to his feet, pointed a finger at Xixi, and snapped, “Get out of the arena now, or I’ll revoke your qualification to participate in the test! I’ll revoke your qualification for the next month and even the month after the next!”
In the arena, the other participants kept silent, but they all glanced at Xixi with mocking looks.
The other judges frowned. They were also dissatisfied with the judge’s bullying of a seven-year-old girl. However, they didn’t say anything because of his status. They didn’t think it was necessary to offend someone from an aristocratic family for a little girl. Moreover, one of them recognized that this man was an immortal chef from an aristocratic family in the former fifth layer.
“I asked you to get out of the arena! Didn’t you hear me?!” the judge narrowed his eyes and shouted.
His voice frightened Xixi and made her hand tremble. Tears began to fill her eyes.
Suddenly, the sound of footfalls rang out in the quiet room.
Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the audience.
The judge flew into a rage. He turned as well and roared, “Who is walking in the examination room? Get out of here!”
When he had just finished speaking, however, the judge’s eyes shrank. An expressionless young man clad in a striped red-and-white chef robe had appeared in front of him and gave him a slap across the face.
Pak!
A crisp and melodious sound echoed throughout the whole examination room.
Everyone was stunned. The other judges were struck dumb with astonishment, while the participants in the arena opened their mouths in shock. One of the participants was so astounded that he loosened his grip on his dish, causing it to fall and crash to the floor.
Xixi finally saw Bu Fang. The grievance in her heart exploded, and she finally burst into tears.
“How dare you slap me?! Who are you? Do you want to die?!” After a moment of daze, the judge exploded and roared, his eyes fiery red!
Bu Fang moved his eyes away from Xixi, feeling sad for her. Then, he glanced at the judge and slapped him across the face again.
He felt that was not enough, so he gave the judge another slap…
Blood trickled down the judge’s nose. His eyes burned with rage, and his true energy surged.
Bu Fang pulled back his hand and lightly waved his palm.
“Who the f*ck are you? How dare you scold my apprentice like this? Who let you act so arrogantly in my face?”