The fact that Bu Fang could take out an immortal ingredient, the Eight Treasure Chicken, was out of everyone's expectations.
Of course, not everyone recognized that immortal ingredient.
However, the people present weren't just ordinary people. Two of them were the Heaven Chief.
As the young master of the Tong family, Tong Cheng had seen a lot of things. He had also heard of the Eight Treasure Chicken.
The Heaven Tree was located in the center of the Immortal City. Its branches and leaves were luxuriant, and it would absorb the spirit energy of heaven and earth to condense fruits. Precious ingredients would emerge from those fruits, and they were called immortal ingredients.
In the past, someone had used the fruits of the Heaven Tree to grow an Eight Treasure Chicken.
However, that Eight Treasure Chicken was of a higher grade than the one Bu Fang was chasing. The spirit energy it contained was much thicker, and it even contained immortal energy.
In the end, Eighty couldn't escape the fate of being caught by Bu Fang.
Eighty was caught by Bu Fang by the neck. Its small eyes rolled around, looking at Bu Fang with teary eyes.
Under Eighty's gaze, Bu Fang's face remained expressionless.
"Why are you running? I'm just borrowing your leg. Anyway, it will grow back after a while. Be good. I will send you back to the Heaven and Earth Farmland, and I will ask Niu Hansan to nourish you."
Bu Fang said.
Eighty was dumbstruck. Why don't you try borrowing my leg?
"Cluck, cluck, cluck?"
Eighty's pitiful squeal rang out. It sounded like a pig being slaughtered.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife spun, removing the chicken skin and cutting the lean meat into small pieces. Then, he placed them into a blue-and-white porcelain bowl.
The five types of spirit beast meat were mixed together, stirring continuously.
Gulp. Gulp.
Inside the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, the soup began to boil, appearing milky white.
Bu Fang turned off the heat.
He poured the broth from the pot into a small bowl of blue and white porcelain that he had prepared beforehand.
The soup inside emitted a milky white radiance.
With a thought, Bu Fang's spirit sea surged as though a spirit beast was roaring.
A moment later, Bu Fang used his mental force to absorb the heat from the air around the bowl.
Hua la la …
At a speed visible to the naked eye, the soup in the porcelain bowl became cold, as if it had turned into jelly.
The fresh cabbage was washed and chopped into small pieces. Meticulously, it was mixed with the five types of spirit beast meat that had been prepared beforehand, and it was stirred continuously.
In the process of stirring, Bu Fang also prepared a lot of seasonings.
Half a spoonful of Abyssal Chilli Sauce, a spoonful of Frost Blaze Path-Understanding Brew, Son Mother Ginger, Purple Garlic, and other spices were added.
Just like that, the filling of the Glazed Soup Dumplings was completed.
After the stuffing was done, the next step was to make the dough.
He took out the flour and piled it into a small hill.
Bu Fang rolled up the sleeves of his Vermillion Robe, revealing his slender and fair arms.
Whoosh.
He poured the Frost Blaze Path-Understanding Brew into the middle of the flour, causing the top of the small hill to cave in.
Then, he used both hands to pile up the flour.
After kneading for a while, the flour gradually condensed into a huge ball.
What happened next was the key.
The onlookers frowned as they watched Bu Fang cook according to the rules.
From the start of the Heaven Chief exam until now, besides his knife skills, which surprised people a little, Bu Fang didn't do anything special.
He wasn't any different from an ordinary special grade chef.
Xuanyuan Xiahui furrowed her brows, feeling a little suspicious.
Manager Chen's eyes were cold as he observed Bu Fang. He was analyzing each of Bu Fang's moves.
The more he analyzed, the more his brows furrowed.
"With this level of skill, it's impossible for him to become the Heaven Chief … What is this kid doing?"
Manager Chen let out a sigh and muttered to himself.
The people from the aristocratic families squinted, looking a little pensive.
Tong Cheng's eyes were still indifferent, but he started to play with the jade bead in his hand.
"Making a steamed bun … It's not difficult at all!"
"This mortal chef is really making steamed buns according to the rules? Does he want to give up on the Heaven Chief exam? "
"With this level of skill, he wants to become the Heaven Chief? He's dreaming! I can beat ten of him! "
…
The audience around them had already begun to discuss.
Some people even boasted disdainfully.
It was true that Bu Fang's cooking was too simple. There was nothing special about it.
The audience discussed animatedly, and their voices gradually became louder.
They didn't care whether Bu Fang would be affected or not. With this level of skill, even if he wasn't affected, he wouldn't be able to become the Heaven Chief. So, even if he was affected, so what?
People's hearts were like that.
When they felt that you were no longer qualified, they would step on you mercilessly.
Boom!
A loud explosion interrupted the audience's discussion.
Everybody was startled.
They lifted their heads, looking at the stove in the middle of the room.
All of them opened their mouths wide, as if they felt a trace of disbelief.
White flour floated around Bu Fang's body.
Bu Fang released his formidable mental force. His cultivation base had reached the peak of the Divine Spirit Realm. If he didn't rely on the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, his mental force could be compared to a One-star True Immortal Realm expert. If he used the tool spirits of the God of Cooking Set, his mental force could reach the level of a Two-star True Immortal Realm expert.
Thus, Bu Fang's mental force at this moment was extremely terrifying.
Vaguely, everyone seemed to see a vast and boundless ocean.
Boom!
The bandage in Bu Fang's hand unraveled, and the black-and-white bandage fluttered around Bu Fang's body.
Then, his naked Taotie Arm swelled.
Terrifying power gathered in his Taotie Arm, and it looked like it could shatter heaven and earth.
His fist pounded.
He smashed it hard on the stove.
The faces of Manager Chen and the others twitched …
It felt as though the entire room was trembling under this one punch …
On the stove, the ball of flour was hit by Bu Fang, exploding instantly.
Wrapped in his mental force, the scattered flour was squeezed back into his body.
Bu Fang's eyes focused.
He raised his Taotie Arm again and smashed it down again.
Even the stove seemed to be trembling …
Manager Chen's heart ached. The stove used for the Heaven Chief's test wasn't an ordinary stove. It was an immortal tool!
It was a cooking tool grown from the Heaven Tree, and its value was extraordinary!
Being beaten violently by Bu Fang like that, he felt a little heartache.
The onlookers, on the other hand, were frightened by Bu Fang's behavior.
What was that mortal chef doing?
He had just said that he was cooking according to the rules. What was with this violent behavior?
Was he kneading dough?
Did he need to be so violent?
Bu Fang's face was solemn. The Taotie's roar reverberated unceasingly on his arm. He punched again, shaking the stove. The flour was smashed.
With his mental force, the flour gathered again.
They were constantly being broken apart and condensed together.
This was an action that was repeated over and over again.
However, this behavior made the surrounding audience break out in a cold sweat.
"Could it be that this mortal chef has given up on himself and wants to take revenge on society?"
"Kneading dough? He's smashing the stove! "
"I've never seen anyone knead dough like that. He must have given up on the test."
…
The audience began to discuss in low voices, but their eyes were still fixed on Bu Fang, who was in the distance.
Xuanyuan Xiahui's brows furrowed even tighter. He didn't seem to understand what Bu Fang was thinking.
Since he couldn't figure it out, he continued to watch.
Boom!
Bu Fang's figure stepped on the void and rose.
The flour turned into a ball, spinning in front of Bu Fang.
Bu Fang held the ball with one hand. The flour was flying everywhere.
It was like a hurricane.
Bu Fang's eyes focused.
Then, under everyone's watchful eyes …
He slapped the ball of powder with his palm.
Swish.
The ball of flour smashed down at an extremely fast speed, and finally hit the stove with a loud bang.
The stove shook a little.
Bu Fang raised his Taotie Arm, and the lines on it seemed to come to life.
Bestial roars resounded.
Then, Bu Fang's figure fell from the sky like a shooting star.
Swish!
His speed was too fast for people's eyes to follow.
Boom!
Like a meteor crashing down, the punch smashed onto the stove.
At this moment, the stove, which could no longer bear the burden, finally let out a crisp cracking sound.
Manager Chen's heart ached, and he almost cried. His mouth was twitching.
This guy was cooking as if he wanted to destroy the kitchen …
Was there something wrong with this guy?
Did the stove provoke him?
The flying flour scattered, revealing Bu Fang's figure.
A sparkling and translucent ball of flour appeared in Bu Fang's hand. It was as if a wisp of faint energy was circulating around it.
The violent kneading method was Bu Fang's favorite method of kneading dough.
The dough kneaded this way would make the flour extremely soft and tender, and it would emit a lustrous luster.
After making the buns, Bu Fang took out the stuffing, placing it aside.
The milky white soup that was frozen like jelly was also taken out.
Everything was ready. Next, it was time to … make the buns.
A spoon of stuffing and half a spoon of milky white soup jelly.
Bu Fang's face didn't change. A moment later, his hand moved like a phantom.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, looking at Bu Fang's action of wrapping the buns in shock.
His hand speed was too fast.
One fold, ten folds, a hundred folds …
The densely packed buns appeared on the bun, causing the audience to stare with their eyes wide open.
The Thousand Folds Wrapping Method … On a small bun, there would be a thousand folds. This required extreme hand speed and control of the thickness of the bun skin.
Shortly after, a small, exquisite bun was wrapped.
The thousand folds seemed to make the bun blossom. It was as exquisite as a work of art, which people couldn't bear to desecrate.
Once Bu Fang was busy, he would focus all of his attention, meticulously carrying it out.
Shortly after, all the buns were wrapped.
There were only five buns in total, and the stuffing was finished. The milky white soup jelly was also used up.
The Black Turtle Constellation Wok was ready. With a thought, a steamer appeared in the wok.
Swish …
Then, he poured in the cool Heavenly Mountain Spirit Spring Water.
He was ready to steam the buns.
When the audience saw this set of smooth movements, they all gulped down a mouthful of saliva.
At this moment, they seemed to realize that Bu Fang's buns were a little different.
However, they couldn't tell what was different …
The Heaven and Earth Obsidian Flame was burning, and the Heavenly Mountain Spirit Spring Water in the Black Turtle Constellation Wok was boiling.
White steam began to rise from the ground.
Bu Fang clasped his hands, standing at his spot. He closed his eyes, and his mental force gushed out, covering the steamer.
The next part was the most important part. If Bu Fang wanted to condense immortal energy, he had to extract the source energy from the ingredients.
The audience watched with rapt attention.
They looked at Bu Fang, who was standing quietly, then at the clear sky above Bu Fang's head.
Then, they looked at each other and let out long sighs.
"He didn't even trigger the lightning punishment …"
"Indeed, this mortal was lucky the last time."
"I can't believe this dish can't even trigger the lightning punishment … I can do it too!"
…
The audience discussed again.
The result seemed to be settled.
However, the faces of Xuanyuan Xiahui and the others became more solemn.
Tong Cheng stopped playing with the jade bead. His face was so solemn that it looked like water was about to drip out of it.
The mental force displayed by Bu Fang made it hard for him to breathe.
How could that mortal's mental force be so strong?
Manager Chen couldn't help but arch his brows, and his mouth twitched.
Mu Liuer smiled, but her eyes were surprised when she looked at Bu Fang.
"Brother, what's the situation? There's no lightning punishment … Is Bu Fang going to fail? "
Xuanyuan Xuan didn't understand the situation, so he lowered his voice and asked Xuanyuan Xiahui, who was sitting next to him.
Xuanyuan Xiahui looked at Bu Fang, who clasped his hands behind his back and closed his eyes. Her mouth twitched.
"If I'm not wrong, he's going to succeed …"
Succeed? Xuanyuan Xuan was bewildered.
Xuanyuan Xiahui's voice faded away.
Black clouds instantly rolled over from the sky. In an instant, they enveloped the entire sky, causing it to darken in an instant.
Rumble!
A thunderclap rang out, and the Thunder Dragon surged out of the clouds.
The lightning punishment appeared, and the audience was dumbstruck.
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