Bu Fang was actually dumbfounded.
When Mengqi looked at him with a grateful expression …
Actually, he didn't think that there was anything to be grateful about. Didn't he just provide wheat to make flour? Why would she show such a grateful expression?
City Lord Mengqi … was really too polite.
Mengqi wasn't confident at all. When she received the wheat from Bu Fang, she didn't have any hope at all.
But … the moment she touched the ear of wheat, the feeling it gave her changed, causing her to be a little skeptical.
And during the cooking process, the feeling the wheat displayed made her even more certain … that the wheat that Bu Fang gave her wasn't ordinary.
Mo Xiu's complexion changed dramatically the moment he took a bite of the noodles.
The people around him also felt the change in him.
It was a kind of shock, a kind of inconceivable feeling.
Mo Xiu looked at Mengqi deeply. However, Mengqi just revealed a charming smile.
Swish.
Mo Xiu felt a little strange. The impact this noodles gave him was somewhat different from the others.
Thus, he chose to take another bite to confirm his thoughts.
This bite caused his pupils to constrict.
Realm Lord Ditte seemed a little strange about Mo Xiu's appearance. Could it be that there was something strange about Mengqi's bowl of noodles?
Mengqi's cooking skills weren't bad, but she wasn't good at cooking noodles.
Moreover, this time, she was cooking soup noodles.
Compared to Zheng Kuangjiu's fried noodles, it was a lot weaker.
Noodle soup was tasteless, but stir-fried noodles were a kind of fragrant and flavorful noodle.
Comparing the two, soup noodles were naturally at a disadvantage.
Compared to bland and fiery, fiery was naturally more attractive.
Realm Lord Ditte held a small white jade bowl. The clear soup in the bowl was like a mirror, like the Heavenly Mountain Spirit Spring. It didn't have any impurities, looking very clear and transparent.
The milky white noodles inside were very distinct, as if they were combed very neatly.
Hot steam gushed out from the soup bowl, rolling like a thick cloud.
The soup bowl became a little hot because of the hot noodles.
Realm Master Ditte held the bowl, his mouth moved to the edge of the bowl, and blew, causing the hot air in the bowl to pour out.
Chi chi chi …
He drank a few mouthfuls of soup.
The clear and scalding soup immediately drilled into his mouth.
The moment it entered his mouth, a wonderful taste blossomed in his mouth.
Before eating noodle soup, drink the soup first.
A bowl of soup was an important factor in judging the quality of noodle soup.
The soup base of noodle soup was the most important.
Realm Lord Di Tai's eyes brightened when he took a bite.
This soup looked refreshing but it was actually a bowl of thick soup. The essence contained within caused World Overlord Ditte's entire body to heat up.
"A soup made with over a dozen types of immortal herbs and the bones of a spirit beast?"
World Overlord Ditte sighed. He glanced at City Lord Mengqi as a strange expression appeared on his face.
The soup base was very strange, but the most peculiar thing was that it had a trace of unique essence, which contained a thick fragrance of noodles.
The fragrance of the noodles made Realm Lord Di Tai want to eat them.
His chopsticks picked up the noodles.
The slender, neat, milky white noodles were picked up.
The soup flowed down, making it incomparably slippery.
Slurp.
Opening his mouth, the noodles entered his mouth, and sucked hard. Instantly, slurping sounds echoed unceasingly.
When the surrounding Immortal Chefs saw their table manners, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Their bellies felt a little hungry.
A Qilin Chef's dish really made people hungry!
As he chewed the noodles, a strange feeling burst out. Each noodle was like a spring bouncing on the walls of his mouth, bursting with thick immortal energy.
However, these weren't the most important things.
The most important thing was … the noodles contained a strange fluctuation.
That fluctuation sublimated the taste of the noodles.
Realm Lord Ditte finally knew why Mo Xiu's face was strange.
The fluctuation in the noodles sublimated the whole bowl of noodles.
To put it simply, if it hadn't been for those fluctuations, Meng Qi would have definitely lost. But it was precisely because of those fluctuations that made the result of the competition so confusing that it was hard to tell who would win or lose.
Who would win and who would lose? It was really hard to say!
"This fluctuation … seems to be the will of the Great Path?"
Realm Lord Ditte was a little surprised, saying.
Mo Xiu was very sure that this was the will of the Great Path. That wheat actually contained the will of the Great Path …
Although it wasn't a strong will of the Great Path, it sublimated the dish.
After eating it, people could feel like they were wandering in another world.
On the other side …
Everyone saw Lu Yi, who was eating noodles.
Everyone had a complicated look on their faces.
Lu Yi cried.
While eating noodles, he cried. Tears and snot flowed down his face as he sobbed.
The noodles in his mouth made Lu Yi feel the art of cooking. The emotions contained in it let Lu Yi release the grievances he had suffered for a long time.
At this moment, he thought it through. His mood of being immersed in failure also came out from this bowl of noodles.
"Alright … Let's start to score."
Lord Gou said calmly.
That kid Bu Fang seemed to have done something incredible again. This kind of wheat that contained the will of the Great Path … How did he take it out?
As a dog that had eaten the will of the Great Path, it was naturally very familiar with this feeling.
That was why Lord Gou was so surprised.
Since when could that kid Bu Fang fuse the will of the Great Path into the wheat?
Of course, Bu Fang didn't know what had happened.
He was a little dumbfounded as people kept looking at him.
Why were they looking at him like that?
Buzz …
That huge phantom of the God of Chef's Challenge shot out light from its blood-red gem-like eyes.
Regarding Mengqi's bowl of noodles, the Little Bridge Running Water, the scoring began now.
Everyone held their breaths.
This was a Chef's Challenge related to the life and death of the Heaven Chief Realm. She couldn't lose!
Each of the Heaven Chief clenched his fists, their hearts filled with hope!
A beam of light flashed above Mo Xiu's head.
Shortly, under the witness of the God of Cooking Path, he gave out his score.
"Ninety!"
The Heaven Chief sighed in regret. Ninety wasn't too high. It was the same score as the Nether Cooking Realm's dish.
However, some Heaven Chief's spirits were shaken as they felt hope.
Mo Xiu was their enemy. If he gave out such a score, it meant that Goddess Mengqi's dish wasn't bad.
Zheng Kuangjiu couldn't believe Mo Xiu's score.
But soon, he calmed down because he was very confident.
He had won the lightning punishment competition. Although the lightning punishment couldn't prove everything, it could give him a rough result.
His dish would definitely win!
Besides, how could the bland and tasteless noodle soup defeat the spicy fried noodles?!
Crossing his arms in front of his chest, Zheng Kuangjiu looked at Mengqi, his eyes cold and arrogant.
He would win! He would crush the Qilin Chef of the declining Heaven Chief Realm!
The Lord Gou also gave out his score.
"Ninety-one!"
It was the same score as Zheng Kuangjiu. If the Lord Gou hadn't eaten the Great Path, perhaps his score would be higher.
However, since the Lord Gou had eaten the Great Path, he wasn't that enthusiastic about this noodle. Still, he gave it a fair score of ninety-one.
Realm Lord Ditte swallowed the noodle in his mouth.
Gulp. Gulp. Holding the bowl, he drank the clear noodle soup in the bowl.
The refreshing feeling of the clear soup flowing through his mouth and into his stomach made the pores of Realm Lord Ditte open.
"So comfortable!"
Realm Lord Ditte said excitedly.
Buzz …
Above his head, the score of this bowl of noodles was given.
"Ninety-one!"
The crowd burst into an uproar.
The corners of Mengqi's mouth couldn't help but curl up.
This score had surpassed Zheng Kuangjiu's score!
The surrounding Heaven Chief also waved their fists excitedly. The final score could only depend on Lu Yi.
This guy had given Zheng Kuangjiu a high score of ninety-five!
Everyone looked at Lu Yi. Everyone's gaze landed on Lu Yi.
Zheng Kuangjiu suddenly felt a little guilty. Although he was full of confidence, he also felt a little pressure.
He stared at Lu Yi, a little nervous.
Because this person's score would determine the winner of this Chef's Challenge.
At this moment, the atmosphere became stagnant.
Bu Fang couldn't help but look over, his eyes slightly narrowing.
Lu Yi's face was covered in tears. Because of this bowl of noodles, he was enlightened.
Lifting his sleeves, he wiped his face and rubbed his nose.
Then, he wiped the remaining tears off his face.
In the sky, the radiance fell, shining on his head.
A moment later, everyone's eyes gazed at the number that appeared …
As soon as this number appeared …
Everyone's eyes shrank, their mouths dropped, and their eyes widened …
Lu Yi's score would determine the final winner.
And how many points Lu Yi had given had become the focus of everyone's attention!
Mengqi clutched her heaving chest, her eyes a little scared. She was afraid of losing. She was afraid that she couldn't bear the consequences of failure.
Her long eyelashes fluttered as she closed her eyes.
She didn't dare to look at the score.
All of a sudden …
After a long moment of silence, her ears suddenly burst into a fierce clamor!
The surrounding Heaven Chief's excited voice made Mengqi's heart tremble even more.
"How could it be?!"
Zheng Kuangjiu roared. This roar was filled with unwillingness and anger.
Mengqi was stunned. She opened her eyes, her big eyes impatiently looking at Lu Yi's head.
The score was hanging above his head.
"Ninety-eight!"
An extremely high score!
This was the high score given under the witness of the God of Chef's Challenge. Perhaps because Lu Yi's strength was low, he gave a high score. However, it didn't affect the final score.
Ninety-eight points completely crushed Zheng Kuangjiu's ninety-five points.
Lu Yi closed his eyes, but tears still rolled down his cheeks.
He sighed with emotion. He was excited …
This bowl of noodles had restored his confidence and hope to his culinary path …
The path of culinary path should be galloping on horseback!
On the path of culinary path, he had to keep walking and never give up!
Lost?!
Mo Xiu's face became extremely ugly.
Zheng Kuangjiu, this guy, lost to a Qilin Chef from the Heaven Chief Realm?
"This trash …"
Mo Xiu's face was cold, his white hair fluttering in the wind as he said coldly.
Zheng Kuangjiu was dumbstruck.
His eyes were blank.
He lost?
"Impossible! How could I lose?! The wheat I used is Demon God Blood Barley. I risked my life to gather it from the Demon God battlefield! How could I lose?! "
Zheng Kuangjiu couldn't accept this result, hissing.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
All of a sudden …
Zheng Kuangjiu gawked. His eyes turned, locking on Bu Fang in the distance.
The only reason why Meng Qi could win was because of the wheat this brat had given her!
That wheat … What was it after all?!
With a ripping sound, Zheng Kuangjiu broke the sky, crazily dashing towards Bu Fang.
However, before he could get close to Bu Fang, a pitch-black dog paw condensed above his head.
A loud bang echoed.
Zheng Kuangjiu was hit by the exquisite dog paw, smashing to the ground.
He spurted blood, his eyes dim. He was unwilling.
Lord Gou indifferently looked at Zheng Kuangjiu. This guy lost the Chef's Challenge, but he still wanted to attack that kid Bu Fang.
Did he really think that after Lord Gou ate this bowl of noodles, he would become a vegetarian?
"That … That wheat … What is it after all?!"
Zheng Kuangjiu stared at Bu Fang, asking in a hoarse voice.
"You mean the wheat?"
Bu Fang furrowed his brows. Could it be that Mengqi could win because of the wheat?
"Those ears of wheat … were planted by me."
Bu Fang thought, then answered seriously.
At that time, he had planted a seed …
He planted it himself?!
Puff …
Zheng Kuangjiu spurted blood. How could an Immortal Chef's wheat defeat the Demon God Blood Barley that he had risked his life to gather in the Demon God battlefield?
Could he not lie like that?
Mengqi covered her mouth, her beautiful face smiling.
"The Great Demon is really naughty … He wants to anger this Nether Chef to death."
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