Yang Meiji widened her eyes as she looked at the pile of herbs that Bu Fang had carefully selected.
As an alchemist, she naturally had some knowledge about the different types of herbs. Thus, she was clear about the properties of those herbs. At this moment, her face darkened as she looked at those herbs.
Bu Fang looked at her suspiciously. "Who said that the soup made from these herbs is for Nangong Wuque?"
Yang Meiji was bewildered. Then, she smiled awkwardly.
"Look after the herbs in the wok. Boil them for two hours. After the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, stir them clockwise twice. Do you understand?" Bu Fang said.
Yang Meiji nodded. What Bu Fang said was really easy. No wonder he said that it wasn't tiring.
Compared to using the heavy kitchen knife that absorbed true energy to cut carrots, this task was really easy.
After Yang Meiji took over Bu Fang's work, Bu Fang turned around and squatted down again. He seemed to be fiddling with something in the cupboard.
After a long time, Bu Fang took out an earthen jar.
Yang Meiji stirred the medicinal soup while looking at Bu Fang suspiciously. She found that the earthen jar was a little familiar, as though she had seen it somewhere before.
When Bu Fang placed the earthen jar on the stove, a strange smell spread out from the earthen jar.
Yang Meiji's nose twitched. A moment later, she opened her eyes, and her pupils seemed to have light shining.
"This … This is Stinky Tofu?!" Yang Meiji cried out in surprise.
Bu Fang's Stinky Tofu … It was famous in the entire Heavenly Mist City. It should be known that in the Magical Hand Conference, the Stinky Tofu shone brilliantly and caused many alchemists' furnaces to explode.
That unbelievably stinky smell … It left a deep impression in everyone's memory.
More importantly, although this Stinky Tofu smelled really stinky, it tasted really good.
Could it be that Owner Bu wanted to make Stinky Tofu this time?
However, what was the relationship between this Stinky Tofu and this medicinal soup? Yang Meiji was puzzled.
Although she didn't understand, her heart was filled with curiosity. She didn't ask too many questions and just continuously stirred the medicinal soup. As the Heaven and Earth Obsidian Flame boiled, the medicinal soup in the Black Turtle Constellation Wok began to slowly emit spirit energy.
Although it wasn't strong, it shook Yang Meiji's spirit.
Bu Fang glanced at Yang Meiji. He rolled up his sleeves, raised his palm, and lightly patted the seal.
"Bang!"
Immediately, the lid was opened, and a dense stench drifted out from the jar.
It was really smelly.
Yang Meiji, who was closest to them, had a dark expression on her face.
Why did Owner Bu bring the stinky tofu here? Can't you just let me boil the soup properly …
Suddenly, Yang Meiji's eyes widened. She had a bad premonition. She looked at Owner Bu in shock.
He discovered that Bu Fang had actually poured the Stinky Tofu from the clay jar into the Black Turtle Constellation Wok.
Dong, dong, dong.
Pieces of Stinky Tofu were placed into the pot and floated in the medicinal soup.
The stench spread in just a blink of an eye.
Yang Meiji's movement froze. Her face didn't have any expression.
Owner Bu … You're a liar! Didn't you say that this task was easy? Are you sure it's easy?
Smelling that stench … Yang Meiji felt as if the whole world had abandoned her.
The most important thing was … when the Stinky Tofu was mixed with the medicinal soup, the stench … became even thicker!
It was so stinky that it could shake the heavens and the earth!
Owner Bu made such stinky Stinky Tofu … What did he want to do? To take revenge on society?!
Bu Fang scooped out the last piece of Stinky Tofu from the clay jar. Satisfied, he placed the jar down. Smelling the stench, the corners of his mouth rose.
"Come on. You must strictly follow the standard I told you to boil the soup. After you're done, just leave it here," said Bu Fang.
After saying that, he nodded at Yang Meiji solemnly. Then, he turned around, clasped his hands behind his back, left the kitchen, and walked toward his room while Yang Meiji had a look of despair on her face.
In the kitchen, the stench filled the air. This time, the stench could make people break down.
…
Valley of Gluttony
An old man wearing a long robe was slowly walking along the path that bordered the lake. The wind that blew over from the surface of the lake caused his white hair to flutter.
Behind the old man, several young people wearing chef robes were slowly following him.
However, those young people seemed to be afraid of the old man's prestige. They didn't dare to approach him. They just followed him from a distance. If the old man had any orders, they would appear immediately.
All of a sudden, the old man halted his steps. He turned around, looking at the vast, dark blue lake.
Above the lake, there were birds and spirit beasts flying high in the sky, crying out. It was a clear blue expanse.
The young people in the distance were bewildered. They halted their steps and didn't dare to breathe loudly.
They didn't know what the old man was going to do.
They saw the old man raise his palm. A beam of light flashed in his palm. A moment later, a teleportation array expanded in front of him.
Teleportation array?
The young people were a little confused.
In the next moment, an incomparably miserable figure appeared in the teleportation array. That figure was rather familiar, causing the few youngsters to involuntarily widen their eyes.
"Senior brother Wen Renchou?" Many people cried out in surprise. That was because they recognized who that person was.
How could their senior be in such a sorry state? Although Senior Wen Renchou wasn't the strongest chef in their line, he was still ranked on the Tablet of Gluttony. Even though he was ranked at the bottom, he was still much stronger than third-grade chefs like them.
Wen Renchou's face was dejected. His figure was extremely strong, but now he looked extremely dispirited. His beard was unshaven, and his eyes were lifeless.
He lost. He lost in a Chef's Challenge.
The wind on the lake blew over, bringing with it a slight chill. It made Wen Renchou more awake.
He opened his eyes and saw the white-haired old man in front of him. His body trembled, and with a thud, he knelt on the ground.
"Teacher … I've lost."
Wen Renchou's eyes became clearer. He knelt on the ground, and his voice was trembling.
The old man's imposing manner made him feel fear.
"You don't have to call me teacher. Ever since you lost to the chef outside the valley, you are no longer my disciple. You reap the bitter fruit that you've plucked," the old man said faintly.
Wen Renchou was stunned. His eyes revealed a hint of struggle, and his heart was incomparably painful.
The old man raised his hand, and his long sleeves fell down, revealing a crystal-clear finger. That finger touched Wen Renchou's head.
In the next moment, Wen Renchou felt his body tremble.
"From today onwards, you are no longer my disciple. However, I have already suppressed the Tablet of Gluttony's oath. You can continue cooking. However, if you want to completely break the oath, you will have to challenge the Road of Gluttony. If you can walk out of the Road of Gluttony alive, you only need to defeat the chef who made you lose in the Chef's Challenge to break the Tablet of Gluttony's oath," the old man said.
Wen Renchou knelt on the ground. He didn't think that the old man would give him this chance.
Challenge the Road of Gluttony? Although Wen Renchou heard that it was an extremely terrifying road in the Valley of Gluttony, he had no other choice. He had to challenge it.
When he walked out of the Road of Gluttony, he would definitely crush Bu Fang!
"Alright, you can scram now."
After the old man finished speaking, he didn't care about Wen Renchou anymore. He clasped his hands behind his back, facing the huge lake. In the lake, there were fishes jumping out, splashing water everywhere.
Wen Renchou staggered up from the ground and gave a deep bow to the old man. Then, he turned around and left. His figure quickly disappeared from sight.
The few young people looked at each other.
Challenge the Road of Gluttony … Could Senior Wen Renchou do it? That was a true road of death. Many Valley of Gluttony's geniuses had died on that road.
That was a true road of no return.
They couldn't understand the old man's choice.
Only the old man faced the huge lake, his heart calm.
…
Central part of the Hidden Dragon Continent.
Within the territory of the Hidden Dragon Royal Court.
A rumbling sound came from a mountain that was emitting a five-colored radiance.
After a while, several figures stepped out from the five-colored mountain. They stood in the air, and a terrifying aura filled the surroundings.
"Jiao Ya is dead. The Ancient Shura City's army was almost completely annihilated … Our plan this time is considered a complete failure," a young man wearing a golden crown and a purple robe said with a solemn expression.
"How many years has it been since our Heavenly Spring Holy Land suffered such a loss … A disciple actually died outside the Imperial Court, and even the God-Slaying Bow was broken!" The other figure was a beautiful woman with fair skin and a voluptuous figure. Every movement she made was filled with charm.
"Jiao Ya went to hunt for the Netherworld creatures, but he met with an accident. This is a big matter, and we can't ignore it. Also, our Heavenly Spring Holy Land has completed half of the annexation of the Pill Palace. The remaining Heavenly Mist City is not a big deal. Let those arrogant alchemists of the Pill Palace struggle at death's door," the purple-robed young man continued.
The beautiful woman stroked her black hair, and a murderous aura flashed between her brows. "No matter what, they killed the people of our Heavenly Spring Holy Land. This debt must be avenged."
"There's no hurry. The Valley of Gluttony's decennial Glutton God's Banquet is about to begin. Let the Saint Son go. Every Glutton God's Banquet is a secret competition between the younger generation of our Royal Court. I heard that the Heavenly Secret Holy Land and the Heaven's Pivot Holy Land both accepted a good seedling. Some of the old fellows from the Heavenly Secret Holy Land and the Heaven's Pivot Holy Land have been very arrogant lately. I'm afraid those old fellows will send that seedling to the Glutton God's Banquet this time. We can't be weak," the purple-robed young man said.
The beautiful woman pondered for a while, then said, "Then let the Saint Son go … He should go for a walk. Otherwise, the other Great Sage Land's Saint Sons will forget about our Heavenly Spring Holy Land's Saint Son."
"Hahaha … That's right, let him go." The purple-robed young man laughed.
"Also, let the Shadow Demon bring the God-Slaying Spear to Heavenly Mist City. The dignity of the Holy Land cannot be challenged … That Netherworld creature dared to kill the people of our Heavenly Spring, so he must be punished. With the Shadow Demon's cultivation, it should be enough."
…
Early morning.
Sunlight shone through the window.
Opposite the Cloud Mist Restaurant, Zhou Tong's Gluttonous Immortal's Restaurant had officially opened for business. The restaurant's entrance was already crowded with people. He had also started to prepare his own wok and started to cook.
The thick aroma of the dishes wafted around.
Bu Fang walked out of his room and went to the kitchen.
On the kitchen stove, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok was quietly placed. The flame under the wok had long been extinguished, and a strange aroma wafted around the entire kitchen.
Bu Fang stirred the ingredients in the wok.
The Stinky Tofu floated in the wok. As he stirred, a thick stench instantly surged out. This was the smell of the herbs mixed with the smell of the Stinky Tofu, making it even more stinky.
Gently patting the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, Bu Fang single-handedly picked up the wok and walked out of the restaurant.
Yang Meiji had just woken up. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she saw this shocking scene.
"Owner Bu? What are you doing? "Yang Meiji didn't understand.
In the small restaurant, You and Lord Gou had already finished their preparations. One man and one dog sat on a chair, waiting for the food.
However, the one who waited was Bu Fang, who came out with a wok.
Smelling the stench emitted from the wok, the man and the dog's brows arched.
This Bu Fang … wanted to stir up trouble again!
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