Disgusting.
Too disgusting.
It was so disgusting that words couldn't describe it.
It was as if a hundred thousand hooligans had just finished playing soccer and were now dancing on the tip of his tongue.
When that taste surfaced on the tip of his tongue, Huai Shi's mind was completely blank. His Origin Substance wailed in agony, and he seemed to have lost consciousness in an instant.
However, he had still lost that memory.
It was as if even the Book of Destiny wasn't willing to record that terrifying memory, leaving it blank.
That was...... an indescribable feeling of despair.
Huai Shi began to regret and fear. Immediately afterwards, he began to ponder the meaning of life, the universe, and this world. He wondered where he was, where he was going, and why he was still alive......
By the time he came back to his senses, he was already kneeling on the ground. Sweat was pouring out of his body, and he couldn't help but convulse. He could feel waves of pain emanating from his stomach.
Very quickly, he was free.
He couldn't feel his stomach anymore.
Even his taste buds had closed off from the terrifying impact, blocking out that nightmarish feeling.
All that was left was a terrifying shadow that lingered in his soul.
"Why......"
Huai Shi couldn't help but cry. He asked from the bottom of his heart, "How could you make something so disgusting look so good?"
Luo Xian sighed helplessly when she saw his wretched appearance.
Very quickly, a sweet smile appeared on her face.
"Silly child."
She bent down and gently stroked Huai Shi's hair. She gently said, "Of course it's because of love."
Yes.
In this cruel world, apart from love, was there anything else that could make everything so beautiful?
Love.
This was the conclusion of the Chef Demon Tournament.
Love triumphed over everything.
.
.
By the time Huai Shi completely regained consciousness, he was already standing on the podium.
He was like a marionette as he received the invitation to the main competition in half a year from the judges. He felt as if he had just experienced a nightmare that he didn't want to recall.
"Little brother, you really aren't afraid of death. What kind of damned thing did you eat?" The Crow landed on his shoulder and asked curiously, "Your Origin Substance almost collapsed. You were almost turned into a vegetable by a dish?"
"Please, don't say anymore."
Huai Shi begged helplessly, "Don't remind me of the stupid thing I just did."
"Alright, alright."
Crow shrugged and sighed, patting his head sympathetically. "It's all in the past, isn't it?"
"So I have to forget who pushed me into this pit of fire?"
"To be honest, you can't be blamed for eating other people's dishes …"
Crow was about to say something, but under Huai Shi's dead fish eyes, he was speechless.
Although he had received an invitation to the main competition, Huai Shi would not go even if he was beaten to death. It was said that during the main competition, even the high and mighty Rancher would send a doppelganger to watch. Why would Huai Shi go? Sending food to the door!
At that time, people would see that it was this little brother who killed many of my family members and ruined my business. I'll use him to cook for me.
What about Huai Shi?
He couldn't even run.
He would obediently receive his reward and go home. Otherwise, he would really think that he was the boss of hell!
Very quickly, the three contestants who had passed were brought to an office of the organizing committee. An attendant carefully opened the box of gifts from hell and took out five items.
"According to the rules of the competition, you can choose any one item."
After the attendant finished arranging all the items, he retreated to the side, letting the contestants choose whatever they wanted.
There was a bowl half-filled with white ashes, a yellowed black-and-white photograph, a jar of seasoning, a small wooden bottle, and a small leather ring with two curly hairs growing out of it.
It looked like a second-hand store clearing out goods.
However, every single item emanated Origin Substance fluctuations that were either shocking or contained. Some of them were formed purely from Origin Substance.
Without a doubt, these five items were all relics from the border!
As long as the words "relics from the border" were attached, it meant that they were undeniably expensive and rare. If they had the ability to help people, the price would probably be even higher.
From this, it could be seen that the Chef Demon Competition's organizing committee was extremely wealthy.
Huai Shi examined the five items one by one.
The most precious item in the bowl of white ashes wasn't actually the bowl. The bowl was just a container. What was frightening was the dozen or so grams of bone ashes that contained a strange aura.
The bone-deep pressure and cold aura proved the value of this pile of bone ashes. Even though he didn't know what it was used for, it was probably an indispensable material for alchemy creations and curses.
That yellowed photograph was purely an illusion.
It didn't have a physical body.
In other words, it was a curse — — a curse that had been forcefully given a physical body by the leaders of hell, a curse that could be touched and picked up by humans.
However, the instant one picked it up, the curse would probably wrap around them, right?
However, what was even more precious than the curse was the fate that it represented. Perhaps the person who was given the curse would also receive some sort of fate that was passed down in hell. It was just like a treasure map. No one knew what the final destination was.
The jar of seasoning was obviously a jar of seasoning. It was filled with all kinds of crystalline condiments, and a strange fragrance could be smelled from dozens of steps away.
Then, he could feel his Origin Substance begin to rapidly mutate … …
Huai Shi could only rejoice that the effects of his antidote hadn't expired yet.
He couldn't recognize the wooden bottle. It was covered with patterns and spots that resembled human faces. Being stared at by so many distorted faces, Huai Shi didn't feel good.
As for the small leather band at the end … …
He couldn't tell what it was at all.
"Armband: Cyclops Ou Gen's Brother's Garment." Crow calmly explained, "The person who wears it will receive a tenth of the Cyclops' power, but the price is that they will never be able to reproduce."
Giant's Strength!
Huai Shi's eyes instantly lit up.
This was a good item.
A divine tool that purely increased attributes!
Even the shortest Cyclops was at least two hundred meters tall. Even a tenth of his power would be shocking enough.
As for the price of having no descendants, even though it sounded terrifying, there would probably be many people who would wear it for the sake of this tempting power.
"But why is the name so strange?" Huai Shi asked, "Does it have some sort of background story?"
"No, almost every Cyclops can make an armband like this. There are actually quite a few of them in the Modern Realm and on the border." Crow laughed as if she was mocking him, "All of this comes from an ancient tradition that the Cyclops have when newborns are born."
"What tradition?"
"Are you sure you want to know?" Crow's expression became strange, "I'm not the one who wants to say this."
"If you want to say it, then say it. How can you keep me in suspense halfway through!"
"Okay, so the so-called ancient tradition is … …"
She paused for a moment and coughed twice, "… … circumcision."
… … Why was my mouth so f * cking cheap!
Huai Shi gave himself a big slap in the face. He regretted his actions — — he already had enough nightmares tonight. Why did he have to make life difficult for himself!
The first to make a choice was Wild Hunt.
He walked straight up, picked up the jar of seasoning, put it in his pocket, and turned around to leave. He didn't have any desire to stay and chat.
"Which one should we take?" Huai Shi asked.
"The wooden bottle. That's the Urn of Tree Blood. It's an important material for your advancement — — hurry up. Although it's not precious, it's a rare material that can only be found in the depths of hell above level 20." Crow urged, "If you miss this opportunity, you won't get another one."
Huai Shi decisively stepped forward and reached for the wooden bottle the size of a milk bottle.
Then, it touched the other hand.
"Oh, what a coincidence."
Luo Xian raised her eyebrows and seemed surprised, "I want one too."
"… …"
Huai Shi frowned in confusion and looked at the big sister in front of him.
She did it on purpose, didn't she?
No, no matter how he thought about it, it should be on purpose.
She didn't choose earlier or later. She just had to come and intercept Huai Shi when he was choosing.
"Yes, what a coincidence." Huai Shi nodded but didn't take back his hand. Instead, he looked straight at her through the mask, "Can't you give it to me?"
"I can consider it."
Luo Xian smiled mysteriously, "How about we make a bet?"
What bet?
Before Huai Shi could open his mouth to ask, he felt a bone-piercing chill engulf him. A premonition of death!
In the blink of an eye, he retreated four steps away and was ready for battle.
Luo Xian didn't take the opportunity to take the bottle away. Instead, she retreated a few steps like him and looked around. Finally, her gaze fell on the mop in the corner of the room.
"As for what to bet … …"
She slowly walked over and picked up the mop. With a kick, she broke the mop in the way, leaving a long wooden stick in her hand.
The sharp stubble pointed straight at Huai Shi's throat.
"According to the favorite rule between Ascenders, let's have a match." Luo Xian casually carried the mop on her shoulder and tilted her head to look at him with a smile, "The loser has to give up this thing. How about it?"
"And the winner?" Huai Shi's expression became indifferent.
"It's very simple."
Luo Xian smiled, "The winner can live. Isn't that enough?"
In that instant, Huai Shi retreated quickly.
He retreated again.
He retreated ten steps.
His fingers twitched slightly, and he grasped the handle of the Invisible Axe behind him.
As for the mop, it had already pierced the place where his throat should have been.
Luo Xian's speed wasn't fast. To be honest, it wasn't easy for a Ascender without a Stigmata to reach such a level. She was almost touching the edge of the third rank.
In other words, she had reached such an extreme speed purely by relying on her own muscle strength.
It couldn't be described as innate.
But what made Huai Shi even more fearful was that that simple stab actually gave Huai Shi the feeling that he had no way to escape except to retreat.
He was being stared at by some sinister and terrifying thing, by some bloodthirsty beast.
Luo Xian smiled.
That abnormal and terrifying killing intent burst out from her slender body. Along with her scarlet eyes, it stabbed straight at Huai Shi.
"Then — —"
She licked her lips excitedly, like a hyena feverish, happy to see the prey, "Let's … start the duel fair and square!"
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