"Head elder … Do you need us to take action?" Behind Hun Qianyun, two Soul Sect experts wrapped in black robes asked.
There seemed to be a spirit fire pulsating within Hun Qianyun's eyes, giving off an eerie feeling. It was as if they were facing a vengeful spirit that crawled out from hell.
"Can't you see that His Highness King Yu is testing us? Even though King Yu has allied with our Soul Sect, he is still a member of the imperial court and we are from the sects. We are like fire and water to begin with. If it wasn't for the throne, King Yu wouldn't have dared to break the taboo and ally with us, "Hun Qianyun simply said. The spirit fire in his eyes pulsated with every sentence he spoke.
"Humans will always take risks for the sake of profit. This is the case regardless of your identity."
"Then … Head elder, what do you mean?" the two Soul Sect experts asked in puzzlement.
"A few days ago, Hun Qianduan and Xiao Jianwang escaped to that store and relied on the store's protection to stop Xiao Meng and Lian Fu who were pursuing them. The strength of that mysterious store is not something we can imagine. Rumor has it that the store is guarded by a ninth grade supreme beast. King Yu's objective is for us to test the strength of that store. If we can kill them … that would naturally be the best," Hun Qianyun slowly said.
"However, even Xiao Meng and Lian Fu, two Battle-Saints, were intercepted. For mere sixth grade Battle-Emperors like you to assassinate them, it's the same as courting death..."
The pupils of the two Soul Sect experts immediately constricted and a chill suddenly rose from the soles of their feet.
"Let Ah Long and Ah Hu go. Both of them are fifth grade Battle-Kings. They might be able to succeed by relying on our Soul Sect's cultivation method. Even if they fail … we'll only lose two Battle-Kings," Hun Qianyun sinisterly said as he turned around.
...
Night fell. The early winter night brought with it a penetrating chill. The gray clouds in the sky moved quietly under the blowing of the wind, covering the two round crescent moons that were echoing each other vaguely.
Inside Fang Fang's Little Store, Bu Fang had already changed into a set of comfortable clothes. His long hair was tied up with a velvet rope and his forehead was clean and clean.
"Pan-Fried Tyrant Flower Crab. This dish tests the quality of the ingredients and the control of the heat during the pan-frying process." Bu Fang muttered as he walked into the kitchen. At this moment, he planned to start practicing the dish that he had randomly drawn, the Pan-Fried Tyrant Flower Crab.
Flower Crab was a type of sea crab, belonging to the distant sea Portunus. Because of the little patterns on its shell, it was called Flower Crab. The flesh of Flower Crab was tender, slender, and white. It was as beautiful as a silverfish and was rich in nutrients.
Of course … this was an ordinary flower crab.
According to Bu Fang's understanding of the system, this Tyrant Flower Crab was definitely not an ordinary flower crab. At the very least, it should be a spirit beast.
When he arrived at the kitchen, there was a large water jar on the kitchen floor. There was no water in the water jar, but there was a giant flower crab with its legs and pincers tied up.
This flower crab was very beautiful. Its entire body was a fiery red color and the deep red patterns on its body intersected with each other, forming a dazzling and beautiful painting.
"Tyrant Flower Crab, a fifth grade spirit beast found in the Desolate Sea Region. Its attack power is extremely strong and its battle prowess is terrifying. It usually lives in groups and is one of the most terrifying groups in the Desolate Sea Region. However, its flesh is delicious and it is an extremely good ingredient." The system solemnly and earnestly introduced the Tyrant Flower Crab's information to Bu Fang.
Bu Fang narrowed his eyes. He knew that this Tyrant Flower Crab was definitely not an ordinary sea crab. The system's goal was to cook exquisite delicacies, so the ingredients provided were definitely top-notch.
Bu Fang expressionlessly pulled out a sharp-edged kitchen knife from the table. The sharp-edged kitchen knife glinted with a cold light. Bu Fang casually twirled the knife in his hand, and it made a flower of knife light in his hand.
The Tyrant Flower Crab was tied up with a velvet rope and obediently lay in the water jar. It was hard to imagine that this was actually a fifth grade spirit beast.
Bu Fang flipped the Tyrant Flower Crab over. The Tyrant Flower Crab was still spitting out bubbles and was ignorant.
After flipping the abdomen of the Tyrant Flower Crab, Bu Fang stabbed the sharp kitchen knife towards the top of its abdomen. In that instant, the Tyrant Flower Crab fiercely began to struggle. The crab's eyes rolled around non-stop and the bubbles coming out of its mouth increased.
After around an hour, the Tyrant Flower Crab finally stopped struggling. The velvet rope that was tied up with the large pincers was also slightly loosened. After removing the cover of the flower crab's abdomen and tearing it off, Bu Fang began to clean and process the Tyrant Flower Crab.
When everything was done, Bu Fang prepared a frying pan and poured some oil into it to heat it up.
Taking out the heavy kitchen knife that he used every morning to train his Meteor Cutting Technique, Bu Fang untied the velvet rope that was tied up the Tyrant Flower Crab.
When the temperature of the oil was just right, Bu Fang's gaze immediately sharpened. He ruthlessly chopped down with the heavy knife and directly cut the Tyrant Flower Crab into two halves. The cut was incomparably brilliant.
Bu Fang's hand speed was extremely fast. The instant the Tyrant Flower Crab was cut open, he took advantage of the fact that the crab meat had yet to flow out and directly covered it on top of the frying pan.
Sizzle sizzle...
A rich fragrance instantly spread out from the frying pan. That was the reaction of the crab meat and crab meat coming into contact with the hot oil.
Next was the control of the heat. Regarding this, Bu Fang was still very experienced. Even though the Tyrant Flower Crab was huge, it was not a problem for Bu Fang.
Soon, the Pan-Fried Tyrant Flower Crab was done.
The two halves of the Tyrant Flower Crab were placed on the plate. Their outer shells became even more scarlet. Under the cover of the oil, they flickered with a bit of brilliance under the illumination of the lamplight.
The crab meat was extremely fragrant after being pan-fried. Coupled with Bu Fang's control of the heat, the crab meat was white and tender. It was emitting hot steam and it greatly stimulated one's appetite.
Bu Fang licked his lips and wiped off the water stains on his hands. Then, he sat on a chair and began to gorge himself.
"As expected, it is a hundred times more delicious than the Immortal Phoenix Restaurant's Pan-Fried Flower Crab. How can my culinary skills be so amazing?" As Bu Fang ate, he calmly thought to himself.
The amount of half a Tyrant Flower Crab was just right for Bu Fang. Therefore, the remaining half entered Xiao Bai's stomach … for recycling.
After tidying up everything, Bu Fang stretched his waist and yawned. After eating for an entire day, he was a little tired. It was time for him to rest early. Maintaining sleep was extremely important for a young man who wanted to become the God of Cooking.
The lights were extinguished and everything returned to darkness and silence once again.
Deep into the night, the sound of two figures piercing through the air suddenly came from outside the alleyway. In the darkness of the night, two pitch-black figures were almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.
The two of them were extremely agile. Sticking close to the bluestone walls of the alleyway, they practically did not make the slightest sound as they walked.
Bu Fang's store was divided into two floors. The first floor was the store's business area while the second floor was filled with many rooms with windows. Bu Fang's room was one of them. Bu Fang's room was very comfortable. With a wide open window, sunlight could shine through the window and it was extremely warm.
However, because it was currently winter, Bu Fang tightly locked the window to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.
The aura of the two figures was almost completely restrained. Each of them was on one side of the window.
At the entrance of the store, Blacky, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly twitched its nose. It opened its sleepy and hazy eyes and glanced upward.
"Eh? What are two little mice of the fifth grade doing here in the middle of the night? Their cultivation technique is quite peculiar. It's a pity that they met me, the Lord Gou … However, they are only two little mice of the fifth grade. I, the Lord Gou, am too lazy to deal with them. Woof! I'm so sleepy. "
Blacky let out a snort and continued to bury its head as it fell into a deep sleep.
A light flashed in the eyes of the two Battle-Kings from the Soul Sect. One of them placed his hand on the window and the window immediately opened.
The two of them looked at each other in surprise. It seemed like they did not expect things to be this easy. However, they did not have the time to think too much about it. The two of them scuttled into the room as light as swallows.
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