The Abyssal Chili Sauce was carefully selected from the Abyssal Black and Red Sky Chili. It was developed from the essence energy that the Abyssal Demons breathed in and out every day. It was extremely spicy.
Because the abyss was dark, damp, and cold, the Abyssal Demons had a special liking for the Abyssal Chili Sauce. Eating a mouthful of it would make one feel as if their entire body was burning. It was a must-have delicacy for every Abyssal Demon.
Of course, only abyssal demons could withstand the terrifying spiciness of this chili sauce.
Xiao Xiaolong watched as the corners of Bu Fang's mouth curled up as he casually scooped a big spoonful of chili peppers into the Lightning Mapo Tofu. Xiao Xiaolong was dumbfounded.
Was this … really okay?
He remembered what Bu Fang had said about the first time he used a drop of chili sauce. It was a long time ago, but it was only a drop at that time. Just a drop was enough to make people want to live and die.
This spoonful was filled to the brim.
Owner Bu, are you trying to murder me?
Xiao Xiaolong felt a deep sorrow for the person who ordered this dish. 'Who asked you to act cool … and have to be strong. This time, it's definitely strong enough.'
Not strong enough … Come hit me.
Bu Fang picked up the Lightning Mapo Tofu. The rosy luster of the Mapo Tofu was extremely beautiful. Lightning arcs were jumping between the Mapo Tofu from time to time. They were like gorgeous fairies blooming with extreme beauty.
Not bad.
Bu Fang was very satisfied.
He moved his nose closer to the Lightning Mapo Tofu and sniffed it.
Bu Fang furrowed his brows, feeling his nose tingle.
Bu Fang leisurely walked out of the kitchen while carrying the special Mapo Tofu.
Xiao Xiaolong thought about it and followed. He had a feeling that something interesting was going to happen. If he missed it, he might regret it.
Jin Kun narrowed his eyes as he looked at the thin figure slowly walking out of the kitchen. The figure's slender fingers were holding onto a porcelain plate. The dish on the plate was steaming hot and surging.
Here it comes!
Jin Kun immediately sat up straight and became spirited.
Aren't you very proud of your dish? Then I will spit on this dish until you doubt your life!
A steaming hot dish was placed in front of Jin Kun.
The aroma of the dish was very strong. Along with the billowing steam, the aroma filled the entire store. Even Bai Zhan was attracted by the aroma. He stopped what he was doing and looked toward Jin Kun.
His eyes immediately lit up.
Zhan Kong also stood up and looked at the dish Bu Fang had prepared for Jin Kun.
The body cultivators of the Wildlands loved spicy dishes. Because they were wild, their taste was wild as well.
Judging from the dishes cooked by Bu Fang, it was obvious that none of the dishes had a strong taste. Therefore, Zhan Kong was very curious about what kind of dishes could satisfy Jin Kun's taste buds.
Jin Kun widened his eyes as he looked at the dish placed in front of him.
The red luster attracted his eyes, and the lightning arcs dancing between the tofu made his pores slightly open.
He took a deep breath.
A surge of spicy smell instantly rushed into his nostrils, causing his eyes to widen even more.
It was really a spicy dish! However, judging from the spicy smell emitted by the dish, it wasn't very spicy.
"This is Mapo Lightning Tofu. It belongs to the special cooking method of Mapo Tofu. It is very spicy and will definitely be strong," Bu Fang introduced.
After introducing the dish, he calmly looked at Jin Kun and signaled him to continue.
Elder Sun, who was sitting beside Jin Kun, swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Heh … It's not up to you to decide whether it's strong or not. It's up to me."
Jin Kun grinned and grabbed a porcelain spoon placed beside the porcelain plate. After smelling the aroma, he steadily scooped up a spoonful of tofu.
When he scooped up the tofu, a red thread was left behind by the thick sauce. Lightning arcs were dancing on this thread.
The expression of interest on Bu Fang's face became more and more intense.
He pulled a stool and sat in front of Jin Kun, staring at him.
Jin Kun slowly put a spoonful of tofu that seemed to be burning with flames into his mouth. The dancing lightning arcs seemed to be numbing his mouth, causing his whole body to tremble.
The first thing that entered his mouth was the softness. The tofu was extremely soft and tender. With a slight bite, it broke apart and filled his mouth with the rich fragrance of the tofu.
Then came the numbness. It was a numbness that accompanied the lightning arcs. It made him feel as though his whole body was bathed in a pool of lightning.
Then came the scalding sensation. Even though he was a Supreme-Being, he could actually feel the scalding sensation of this dish. It was simply inconceivable.
Actually, this scalding sensation wasn't really scalding. It was caused by Bu Fang fusing his true energy with the tofu.
After all, with a Supreme-Being's cultivation, even if one used ordinary fire to burn him, he wouldn't feel any heat.
Therefore, after Jin Kun ate a mouthful of the Mapo Tofu, besides feeling the scalding sensation, he also felt the majestic and rich true energy lingering around him.
The last sensation gradually surged into his taste buds.
Elder Sun, who had been observing Jin Kun's expression, was slightly surprised when he saw Jin Kun's face reveal an expression of enjoyment. It was because he knew how heavy the taste of the Ferocious Divine Hall's Master was.
Seeing Jin Kun's expression of enjoyment, Bai Zhan, who had been observing him, couldn't help but want to take a bite.
All of a sudden, Jin Kun chewed for a while and his expression froze. He suddenly opened his eyes and glared at Bu Fang.
A wave of spiciness instantly enveloped his taste buds. It was as though he had fallen into a pool of boiling lava. His whole body started turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Of course, ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell that Jin Kun's skin was turning red.
Numerous beads of sweat appeared on his forehead in just a few breaths' time.
Jin Kun swallowed a mouthful of the tofu. He felt as though his throat was on fire after the mouthful entered his mouth.
"Oh … Ahhh …"
Jin Kun couldn't help but spit out a faint sigh. He groaned and his nostrils flared as he breathed out hot air.
"Sir! How do you feel? Isn't it tasty enough? "
When Elder Sun saw Jin Kun's strange appearance, his heart trembled with fear as he asked hesitantly.
Jin Kun's head stiffened. He turned around with great difficulty and glared at Elder Sun. He curled his lips and his bald head became even brighter.
"Not tasty enough? Give me a few more mouthfuls. You won't be able to taste this dish with just one mouthful. The more you taste it, the more tasty it becomes. Trust me, if it's not tasty enough, you can hit me, "Bu Fang said earnestly.
Hu …
Jin Kun's nostrils flared and he breathed out hot air as he glared at Bu Fang.
"You … Not tasty enough … Fine … I'll eat it!"
Jin Kun slapped the table. Sweat dripped down his face as he scooped up another spoonful of Lightning Mapo Tofu. The throbbing lightning seemed as though it was beating against his heart.
When he stuffed the tofu into his mouth, the spiciness immediately increased. It was as though waves were crashing against him.
"Oh …"
Jin Kun squinted his eyes and blinked continuously. His entire face seemed to be distorted. It was hot and spicy. How could there be such a spicy taste in this world?
Even the Exploding Chili Peppers produced in the Wildlands paled in comparison to this spiciness.
"How is it? Sir, is it still not tasty enough? "
Elder Sun asked excitedly. If it wasn't tasty enough, he would surely give the insufferably arrogant Bu Fang a good slap in the face.
However, Jin Kun didn't reply to him.
Bai Zhan licked his lips and grinned.
It seemed like it was tasty enough. Jin Kun's expression became distorted.
"What? Not tasty enough? Give me another spoonful. "
Bu Fang continued asking.
Jin Kun didn't pay attention to Bu Fang at all. He just kept shaking his head … What the f * ck was going on?!
Elder Sun looked at Bu Fang, then looked at the Abyssal Chili Sauce on the plate. He took a deep breath and scooped up a spoonful of the sauce and put it into his mouth.
Bu Fang looked at him in astonishment. His gaze was filled with sympathy.
This was the amount he had prepared for a Supreme-Being.
A spoonful of Lightning Mapo Tofu entered his mouth.
Elder Sun didn't have the same expression of enjoyment as Jin Kun. He was dumbfounded and the blue and white porcelain spoon in his hand fell on the table with a clang.
He had a feeling that at this moment, he seemed to have taken off his clothes and was swimming in magma.
His whole body was filled with a spicy taste. It was an indescribable spiciness. It was so spicy that it distorted his view of the world.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was seething with anger. His face was completely distorted.
His face turned from white to red, from red to deep red, and from deep red to purple.
"Cough, cough..."
Elder Sun, who had forcefully swallowed the Mapo Tofu, lay on the ground and coughed. He covered his throat with his hands and it seemed as though he was about to spit fire.
"Water..."
A hoarse voice resounded in the midst of his dry coughs.
Elder Sun really wanted to slap himself in the face. Why did he join in the fun? He really wondered if he would die from the spiciness just like that.
If that was the case, he would be the most miserable eighth grade War-God in the world. He would be the first eighth grade War-God to be killed by the spiciness of a chili.
Jin Kun's bald head was bright and shiny. He sniffed and deeply inhaled a breath of air before opening his eyes. His eyes were a little moist and two streams of hot tears rolled down from his eyes. They streaked across his face and it seemed as though they were about to evaporate.
Bai Zhan and Zhan Kong were dumbstruck.
The dignified Supreme-Being of the Ferocious Temple, a Supreme-Being who wouldn't shed a single tear even if he was cut by a saber … was actually crying.
What kind of dish was this?
A single dish could make a Supreme-Being cry. Bu Fang was probably the only one who had such a dish.
Jin Kun's face was filled with despair. He felt as though his mouth was asking for it. Was it tasty enough? Was it tasty enough?
It was so tasty that it made him doubt the existence of the world. He wondered if he was living in a fake world.
Jin Kun opened his mouth and waved his hands. He wanted to say something, but his throat was burning like a fire. He couldn't utter a single word.
Tears flowed down from his eyes.
He wanted to drink water. He wanted to drink a lot of water … Jin Kun covered his swollen mouth and tears streamed down his cheeks.
Bu Fang curled up the corners of his mouth. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Let's talk about it …" He held back his tears.
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