I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

The frying pan was completely mundane? Even worse, the frying pan was ugly?

They were right about all that!

However, he was going to teach everyone a cliched lesson about why they shouldn’t judge a book by its cover!

An Lin’s heart was surging with a fighting spirit as he placed his pan over a tall, empty frame.

All real immortal chefs used their own spell technique flames as opposed to flames from external sources.

An Lin was the same in this respect.

At this moment, Hu Jiahao had already unleashed his flames, which instantly drew another round of surprised gasps.

“It’s here! Chef God Hu Jiahao’s Crimson Gold Divine Flame! It is the Divine Flame at the very center of the Crimson Gold Hell and is capable of incinerating all evil as well as enhancing the energy of pure yang within a dish!”

“As expected, only a Divine Flame can exemplify the bad*ssery of a Chef God.”

“I wonder what An Lin’s flames would be.”

“It should be a Divine Flame too. Even though he’s quite young, he’s definitely got some tricks up his sleeve.”

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An Lin couldn’t help but shake his head in resignation at the sight of the excitement on everyone’s face upon seeing just one Divine Flame. He really didn’t want to flex using his Divine Flames…

But why were these immortals so worked up after seeing just one Divine Flame?

Boom!

One Holy Flame and six Divine Flames appeared all at once, from which boundless divine might and holy might erupted forth, instantly and drastically elevating the temperatures around the entire venue and almost blinding all the spectators present.

“This… Am I seeing this right?”

“Seven Divine Flames? No, it’s six Divine Flames and one Holy Flame!”

“Holy f*ck! That’s way too scary!”

Even Chef God Hu Jiahao’s hands jolted in fright upon seeing this, and his own flames almost exploded as a result. What the f*ck?! Was there a place where they were giving out Divine Flames for free? How the f*ck did he have so many?!

This time, a hint of astonishment appeared on even Emperor Qing Hua’s face.

An Lin’s expression remained the same as he waved a hand through the air.

The different flames fell under the pan like obedient fairies, where they joyfully danced with one another.

An Lin, no, the vermilion bird was controlling the flames elatedly while heating up the pan to prepare the cooking that was to follow.

Hu Jiahao was a man of vast experience, and he soon managed to calm his emotions. This wasn’t a competition to see who had the most flames, this was a competition to see who could cook the best dish.

He pulled out a kitchen knife before setting to work on the ingredients before him.

The movement of the knife was like clouds and mist, ethereal and untraceable. However, it contained hints of sharpness.

Each and every one of his movements was extremely rehearsed and pleasing to the eye.

An Lin also pulled out a kitchen knife. No, it was a sword…

That’s right, under the shocked eyes of all the spectating immortals, he pulled out an inky-black longsword before cutting up the ingredients before him…

An Lin wasn’t intentionally throwing the match, it was just that he was used to using a sword. His swordsmanship was simply far better than his saber skills, and besides, he had been using the Evil-Slaying Sword to cook every day for the past one or two years.

It could be said that his culinary sword technique was not inferior to the Chef God’s knife technique!

Evil-Slaying Sword: “God knows the pains I’ve suffered.”

An Lin knew the reasoning behind all this, but the other immortals were oblivious to this, and they erupted once again.

“Holy f*ck! This An Lin is way too arrogant! He’s using a sword to cook?!”

“This is an insult! A blatant insult! That’s going too far!”

“Perhaps he’s used to cooking with a sword?”

“Bullsh*t! Who the fuck uses a sword to cook?! And he’s using an immortal tool as a kitchen knife as well? This is both an insult to Chef God Hu Jiahao AND an insult to his immortal tool!”

“That’s true… No one would do this unless their brain had been fried…”

“Hahaha… Little Sister, your An Lin is absolutely hilarious! He’s so funny and weird in all aspects…” The eldest among Lin Junjun’s seven sisters doubled over with laughter.

“Is this the pinnacle of sword techniques?” The Celestial Maiden in the blue dress had her eyes wide open in shock.

“Except he’s using it in a cooking competition,” Lin Junjun added expressionlessly.

This was simply far too bizarre, and it gave her a strong sense of contradiction.

Was this really a battle between Chef Gods?

However, the spectating immortals soon began to change their minds. Even though he was using a sword, his technique really wasn’t bad. In fact, it was marvelous to watch it!

“What an exemplary swordsmanship! Such accuracy and precision are comparable to the knife skills of the Chef God!”

“However, the Chef God is superior in the aspect of combining the intent realms of knife skills and cooking skills. After all, his vast amount of experience is an insurmountable advantage…”

“An Lin’s flame control is what I’m really shocked about. Maybe you can’t see it, but the more I look at it, the more stunned I am by just how ridiculously exceptional his flame control skills are!”

“Both of them have their strong traits, so it really is quite difficult to predict the result until the last moment…”

That’s right, no one could predict what the result of this contest would be as both of the competitors displayed two sets of unique but extremely exceptional skills. Even the spectators with the keenest eyes wouldn’t be able to say for sure just who would be crowned champion in the end.

Hu Jiahao had used all the ingredients, including cabbage, eggplant, Heavenly Court free-range chicken, pork, eggs, spring onion, and garlic. All the ingredients tumbled through the air at blinding speed, creating a marvelous spectacle to behold.

About an hour later, the pork was an alluring reddish-brown and the chicken was a succulent gold. The full-bodied scent of chargrilled meat wafted through the air.

Countless immortals wore expressions of entrancement on their faces, and many of them looked at the dish that was slowly taking shape as drool flowed unnoticed from the corners of their lips. This scent was simply far too alluring!

Many of the fence-sitting immortals immediately began pledging their support for the Chef God.

Chef God waved a hand through the air, and the Crimson Gold Divine Flames created a hollow ball that encapsulated the dish in the pan.

Everyone knew that this was to lock in the flavor as well as to keep the freshness of the dish.

That way, the consumer would be able to taste the most delicious version of the dish when they took the lid off it.

An Lin had also entered the final stages of his cooking. He had sealed his food away right from the very beginning, so not a single hint of its scent managed to waft out!

It was exactly because of this that no one knew just how good his dish would taste as they had no olfactory stimulus to give them any indications in advance.

Boom!

The Crimson Gold Divine Flames carried the dish onto a pristine serving tray.

Hu Jiahao waved his hand again, and the dish was instantly sealed, thereby indicating its completion!

Another burst of cheers erupted forth from the spectating immortals. Setting aside what the dish tasted like, just the spectacle of the Chef God’s cooking was something to marvel at.

Hu Jiahao nodded to all the spectating immortals with a tranquil smile.

Anyone would feel good after being cheered on by a crowd like this.

Boom!

Another scorching heatwave swept forth.

The clear cry of a vermilion bird seemed to have erupted from within the white Holy Flame. The six Divine Flames created a set of beautiful wings, within which contained the dish that no one had been able to even lay an eye on from start to finish.

A final burst of flames erupted like fireworks.

An Lin immediately grabbed this opportunity to cover the plate!

Another huge wave of cheers erupted, among which were intermingled with the high-pitched screeching of Celestial Maiden fangirls.

They had all been won over by An Lin’s god-like sword skills and cooking skills.

Hu Jiahao’s lips twitched when he heard the completely different cheers that An Lin received.

“All these tricks mean nothing. In the end, the victor will be decided based on the dishes.”

An Lin smiled confidently. “Then let’s see who’s the superior noob!”

“I’m superior for sure!” Hu Jiahao immediately burst out without thinking.