Blood-red eyes.
They were filled with a thick blood-red color. Blood vessels densely covered the eyeballs, as if congealed blood was moving in them.
At this moment, Bu Fang's mental force was released to the extreme.
In his spirit sea, the vortex was constantly spinning as if it would explode if it was not careful.
Once it exploded, it meant that Bu Fang's cooking had completely failed.
In the spirit sea …
The Tool Spirits all had complicated faces.
Twenty percent, or even only ten percent, was too risky for a chef.
More importantly, it would increase the psychological burden. The greater the burden, the more nervous one would be. The more nervous one was, the easier it was to make mistakes.
When Bu Fang's eyes were completely bloodshot, the Tool Spirits knew that their host of this generation was likely to fail.
Buzz …
Acheron's Little Store …
In the kitchen …
Blood trickled down the corners of Bu Fang's eyes.
In his eyes, the stove in front of him had turned into a blood-red color, as if it was covered with a layer of blood mist.
His spirit sea fluctuated violently, and the flames in the stove flickered. This meant that at this moment, Bu Fang's mental force was fluctuating violently.
This was not good news. The greater the fluctuation of his mental force, the weaker Bu Fang's control of his mental force was.
Bu Fang's hands were trembling.
He was holding the last cup of seasoning for the Three-cup Chicken, which was the dark-red soy sauce.
The cloudy soy sauce was placed in the blue-and-white porcelain cup. Bu Fang held it, gently shaking it. Ripples burst out in the soy sauce, colliding with each other.
Was he going to fail?
At this moment, Bu Fang's heart was a little confused.
He could feel that at this moment, his strength seemed to be completely drained.
His heart was so tired that he seemed to want to lie down and sleep at any time.
However, Bu Fang didn't dare to sleep. He didn't dare to easily break the taut string in his heart. Once it broke, it would mean that everything was over.
What God of Cooking dream? What future? Everything would become nothingness.
In the Heaven and Earth Farmland …
At this moment, the entire Heaven and Earth Farmland underwent a huge change.
The sky turned blood-red, and the surging pressure threatened to destroy the Heaven and Earth Farmland at any time.
Niu Hansan walked out of the wooden house and looked at the void with a complicated gaze.
Eighty raised its chicken butt and lay on the ground. It hugged its head with its wings and buried its body in the ground.
The Eight Treasures Pig also lay motionlessly on the ground, shivering.
Clang!
The bucket of milk that Jing Yuan was carrying just now also fell to the ground, and milky white milk spilled all over the ground.
A rich milky aroma spread out at this moment.
What happened?
Whether it was Niu Hansan or Jing Yuan, they both felt that the Heaven and Earth Farmland was about to collapse at any moment.
It was a terrible feeling.
It was as if doomsday had arrived.
"Perhaps, something happened to Owner Bu. Right now, we can only hope that Owner Bu will be able to survive this calamity."
Niu Hansan sighed.
His gaze deepened.
…
In the restaurant …
You's face paled. Little Hu, who was in her arms, also craned his head.
Swish.
The sound of a chair moving rang out. You stood up from her seat and quickly walked toward the kitchen.
Her gaze fell on the kitchen.
However, before she could step into the kitchen, Xiao Bai's majestic body appeared. His mechanical eyes flashed, blocking her way.
You was bewildered.
The blue light in Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes dissipated. He shook his head, signaling You not to go in.
You glanced at Xiao Bai, then at the kitchen.
However, with this glance, she couldn't see the situation in the kitchen at all.
Hence, she was somewhat helpless.
However, just now, she felt that her feeling was correct.
…
In the kitchen …
It was as if he had experienced a long struggle.
The bandage in his hand loosened.
This was the system's test for him, and it was also a challenge that he had to face in order to embark on the road to becoming the God of Cooking.
Bu Fang couldn't fall at this stage.
Boom …
The flames burned.
The bandage fell down and was burned by the fire in the stove.
On his Taotie Arm, Yin and Yang energy swirled, turning into Yin and Yang fishes, hovering gently.
Bu Fang was stunned. He stared at his arm seriously.
Tai Chi gave birth to Yin and Yang, and Yin and Yang gave birth to the four divisions …
Bu Fang's eyes slightly lit up.
In his mind, something seemed to have broken out of its shell.
His mental force was still flowing, and the ingredients in the wok were sizzling and emitting a fragrance.
It was a mellow fragrance …
However, it still lacked a hint of real charm.
Bu Fang looked at the Yin and Yang energy in his hand.
The corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.
He seemed to be smiling.
In his spirit sea …
The Artifact Spirits could feel Bu Fang's joy at this moment.
"It's over … Little Host has gone crazy."
Golden Divine Dragon's face was full of despair.
At this time, crying was the right way for Little Host to open up. Why was he smiling?
He had failed to cook a dish in the God of Cooking's Menu and was about to be wiped out. Why was he smiling?
However, the other Artifact Spirits paid no attention to Golden Divine Dragon.
They were suddenly looking forward to it.
At this moment, as Artifact Spirits, they could feel the confidence coming from Bu Fang.
This confidence truly moved them.
That's right …
They were really moved.
Where did Little Host get his confidence?
Who gave him that confidence?
Boom!
All of a sudden …
The expressions of the Artifact Spirits changed.
The divine will Phantom Spirit sitting cross-legged in the two spirit vortexes slowly rose to its feet.
With the divine will Phantom Spirit as the center, the almost dried up spirit sea began to rotate again.
"Crazy! He's really crazy! "
"Is he going to make a breakthrough on the spot? This kind of crazy behavior … If he fails, his soul will explode! He'll never be able to reincarnate! "
This time, whether it was the Golden Divine Dragon, the Vermilion Bird, or the Black Turtle, they were all startled.
Bu Fang's behavior was too crazy.
Rumble!
An earth-shattering change took place in his spirit sea.
With the divine will Phantom Spirit as the center, the vortexes kept spinning. As they spun, they actually split into two.
It was like a mandarin duck pot in a hot pot.
This …
Even the experienced and knowledgeable Black Turtle was slightly taken aback.
One side was peaceful, while the other was violent. When the two blended, a terrible rotating force burst out.
As it spun endlessly, the originally withered Mental Energy actually started to spread out bit by bit.
The divine will Phantom Spirit became the center of the Yin and Yang fish.
It began to slowly stagnate.
It was at this moment that it became stronger and had a breakthrough.
As it continued to condense, the divine will Phantom Spirit became more and more powerful.
His mental force, which had only just entered the divine will stage, reached a full level at this moment.
Swish …
The mental force in the spirit sea spread out like wisps of silk.
A moment later, the four Artifact Spirits were moved.
Because they found that Bu Fang's will was spreading in the spirit sea.
They couldn't help but release their divine might in the spirit sea.
They stood at different ends of the spirit sea.
They looked at each other from afar.
What was this?
The Artifact Spirits were dumbstruck.
Whether it was the appearance of the Yin and Yang fish or the mysterious fluctuations they formed when they split their power in four directions, they all nourished the divine will in the spirit sea.
It was an extremely mysterious method!
The Black Turtle's cloudy eyes slightly widened.
"This is … the aura of the Law?"
The Black Turtle was shocked.
Even with his long life, he was shocked by the scene in Bu Fang's spirit sea.
The spirit sea of the four symbols and two extremes actually had the aura of the Law!
How did the Little Host do it?
How did the Little Host know about this?
He didn't pay attention to the shock of the Artifact Spirits in his mind.
Bu Fang opened his eyes.
The smile at the corner of his mouth slowly faded away.
His face was still as calm as ever.
His mental force, which was about to collapse, suddenly skyrocketed.
Boom!
In the stove.
The flame was blazing, and the light was surging as if it was about to soar into the sky.
Bu Fang's hand, which was holding the blue-and-white porcelain cup, was also steady.
Swish …
The soy sauce was splashed into the wok.
Holding the spatula, his mental force twined like wisps of silk. Boom!
Boom! Boom!
In the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, the fire rose to the sky. As Bu Fang shook the wok, the ingredients jumped in the fire.
Sparkles burst out from the ingredients.
He added the last ingredient, stir-fried it, and decorated it.
This was the most difficult dish he had ever cooked since he made his debut, and now, he had finally completed it.
The blue-and-white porcelain plate was placed on the table.
Holding the Black Turtle Constellation Wok as steady as Mount Tai, he poured the dish out.
As the sauce was poured into the wok, it instantly spread to the entire bowl.
The dish in the bowl seemed to be emitting streams of light.
He didn't use any top-grade ingredients. He used the most ordinary ingredients to make the most top-grade delicacy.
Perhaps this was the strength of the God of Cooking.
Buzz …
As the last piece of chicken was placed on the plate …
The entire dish suddenly sublimated.
Thousands of streams of light scattered.
Terrifying Essence Qi surged out of the plate like mushrooms after the rain.
Like the source of a clear spring, it gurgled out.
In the end, it spread to the entire room, covering the entire room in an instant.
This feeling was extremely terrifying!
It was as if he wasn't facing a dish, but a savage beast with terrifying vitality.
Bu Fang's face was incomparably complicated. Even though he had condensed the Yin and Yang spirit sea, even though he had used the Artifact Spirit to create the Four Quadrants Array …
He forced his nearly dried up mental force to bloom again.
However, this was, after all, a means of overdrawing.
After cooking this dish, Bu Fang lay down with blood dripping from his nostrils.
The veins in his eyes began to recede, and his eyes became clear again.
He staggered backward, leaning against the cupboard, gasping for breath.
His mouth was filled with majestic spirit essence.
"Did I succeed?"
Soaked in sweat, Bu Fang rubbed his forehead, shaking his head as he muttered under his breath.
The Three-cup Divine Chicken was a dish in the God of Cooking's Menu.
Bu Fang stood up, feeling the emptiness in his body. He couldn't help but feel scared.
In fact, he could almost be considered a failure.
If he hadn't condensed the Yin and Yang spirit sea, and if his divine will hadn't broken through at the last moment …
At this moment, what awaited him might have been obliteration.
After gasping for a few breaths …
Bu Fang finally relaxed his body and mind.
Following the steps, he finally completed the dish with great difficulty.
Although Bu Fang's strength might be really weak …
The dish in the so-called God of Cooking's Menu didn't seem to have much to do with strength.
It was more related to spirit, energy, and spirit.
Perhaps the twenty percent success rate that the System mentioned was the breakthrough he had just found.
"Buzz …"
A buzzing sound rang out.
It was as if the System was muttering to itself.
"Analyzing dish …"
"Analysis complete. The dish in the God of Cooking's Menu is evaluated as completion rate: fifty-one percent. Congratulations to the Host for completing the task."
The System's serious voice rang out in Bu Fang's head.
As soon as he said that, Bu Fang's body and mind relaxed.
His whole body seemed to be drained in a flash.
He was scared.
A fifty-one percent completion rate …
It was only one percent more than what he had expected.
If he didn't have this one percent, the System might judge it as a failure, and what awaited him would be obliteration.
Although the System kept saying that he would be obliterated …
But earlier, after accepting this task, Bu Fang really felt a terrible murderous intent from the System.
It was this murderous intent that made Bu Fang's mind restless.
…
In the spirit sea …
Swish …
In the sky, the golden book floating in the air suddenly started flipping slowly. Finally, it stopped at a certain page.
Moreover …
On the blank page of the book …
A series of golden words appeared and were written on the book.
Mental force gathered crazily on the blank page. Soon … it turned into three drops of golden liquid.
In the spirit sea …
The Artifact Spirits stared blankly at the three drops of golden liquid on the golden book. They were shocked, sucking in breaths of cold air!
…
Ding-a-ling.
The kitchen curtain was lifted, and the bell gently swayed.
Under Nethery's gaze, Bu Fang, his face bloodless, held the plate with both hands and slowly walked out, one step at a time.
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