Chapter 1724: No Chef Can Escape Death!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“What are these things?!”
Bess was dumbfounded. Although she was not a chef nor had she studied cooking, she still had common sense. Why could something that was cooked still move?! She felt a little overwhelmed as she watched the blood lobsters brandis.h.i.+ng their pincers and charging at the cursed snakes she had unleashed.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The number of blood lobsters seemed to be infinite. They rushed into the air and kept colliding with the cursed snakes. In the blink of an eye, the cursed snakes were struck, torn apart, and then burst into pieces!
That made the corner of Bess’s mouth twitch. Meanwhile, the strong smell of the blood lobsters made her feel sick. She shuddered at the disgusting feeling that seemed to rise from the depths of her soul.
“You’re dead!”
She jerked her mantis blades to cut Bu Fang in half. However, they only managed to hit the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, causing it to emit a loud rumble before being bounced off in the next moment.
Although she was bounced off, she did not care in the least. As she arced backward across the air, her sharp blades slashed through the void and cut countless blood lobsters into pieces.
The flowing juice, the aroma that tingled the nose, and the tender lobster meat jumped out of the sh.e.l.ls the moment the blood lobsters were cut. The white meat exuded a rich fragrance, while the golden grease and brown juice spilled across the void.
One after another, the cursed snakes were dissolved. Bess’s expression changed drastically, and her stomach churned. “What’s going on here?!” The huge cursed snake under her feet also fell to the ground at this moment, shattering the floor of the fighting pit.
Even when chopped up, the blood lobsters still squirmed in midair. It might sound strange, but such squirming movements were very pleasing to the eye. No one had ever seen a rain of blood lobsters, and Bess was experiencing this amazing scene firsthand.
For a foodie, this might be a wonderful experience, but for Bess, who had fused with the Soul Demon essence, it was simply the most painful torture.
She knelt on the ground, shaking violently as she kept vomiting. Soon, she vomited so much that her whole body spasmed and was so weak that she could no longer move.
The audience was stunned.
“Dammit! What’s going on?”
“What kind of tactic is this? A rain of lobster meat? It’s so f*cking fragrant…”
“The lobster meat smells so delicious, but why is Her Excellency Bess… vomiting?”
“Gourmet… Is this what gourmet smells like?!”
All the spectators who witnessed this were exclaiming, while some n.o.bles put their hands on their heads with despair appearing in their eyes. What was happening looked familiar to them… Were they going to lose their bets again?!
In midair, the old crone narrowed her eyes slightly. Her expression was somewhat cold. She did not want to admit it, but the aroma emanating from those lobster meat smelled really good.
“All good food is… sin! It is something that the Queen of Curses detests and forbids! This little chef is bound to be punished by the Queen!” she said icily.
…
The n.o.bles in District C who saw this through the projection array did not know what to say. Only now did they know that a chef could fight and that food could be used as weapons.
They were all filled with a strange feeling when they saw Bess, the record holder for forty consecutive victories, lying on the ground and vomiting like a weak woman. Was there really something unusual about food that they did not know?
Meanwhile, the corner of Countess Xia Qiu’s mouth twitched. “This lad…”
…
The blood lobsters were gone, and so were the cursed snakes.
Bu Fang hovered in midair, holding a plate of blood lobsters. The glinting broth exuded a strong fragrance that tantalized the appet.i.te, and each of the blood lobsters on the plate seemed to come to life.
In fact, none of the blood lobsters he used to attack Bess just now were real. They were actually a manifestation of energy, just like those cursed snakes.
He picked up a blood lobster. The broth dripped from it as he snapped the head off. He put the head into his mouth and sucked it, then used his fingers to pull off the first section of the sh.e.l.l.
The tender white meat of the lobster was immediately visible. He gently bit it with his teeth, pulled it out of the sh.e.l.l, and then rolled it into his mouth with his tongue.
The way he was eating caught everyone’s attention. Watching him eat the lobster meat, their mouths began to water uncontrollably.
“That looks… delicious!”
Bu Fang began to descend while eating the blood lobster. Soon, he was on the ground. He looked indifferently into the distance. There, lying on the ground, Bess’s eyes were wide. Her pupils had become the size of sesame seeds, and the whites of her eyes were streaked with blood. She looked very hideous.
Carrying the porcelain plate, in which the spicy blood lobsters were emitting a rich fragrance, he came up to Bess. He slowly squatted down, peeled another lobster, put the meat into his mouth, and looked at her with an expressionless face.
Bess rolled her eyes and glared at Bu Fang. A delicious aroma wafted into her nostrils, but to her, the smell was the ultimate stench.
Blergh…
She knelt and vomited, her whole body twitching convulsively. She almost threw up her insides, and she was unable to exert any of her strength.
“You… What the h.e.l.l are you eating?!” Bess growled.
Bu Fang stuffed a blood lobster into his mouth and shook his head regretfully. “Why do you want to fuse with the power of the Soul Demons? Not only are those creatures unable to taste any delicious food, but they will also even be made into delicious food… Tell me, why did you fuse with that power?” he said.
“If you hadn’t done that, you’d be drooling now, not vomiting bile. There is no greater joy or sorrow in life than this.” Bu Fang said a few more words, a rare occurrence. Then, he stuffed another blood lobster into his mouth.
Bess, lying on the ground, was furious to the point of madness. She simply could not resist the scent. Even though she had shut down her sense of smell, it still lingered in her mind, sickening her and depriving her of her strength.
‘Could it be that chefs are the Soul Demon’s nemesis?!’ She bit her lip, her body trembling fiercely. “If Her Excellency Soul were here, she’d kill you!” she said viciously.
Bu Fang looked at her and shook his head. “No. She would eat the blood lobsters with me, give me a thumbs up, and tell the world how delicious they are.” He believed that no one could resist the delicious taste of the blood lobsters.
“Hmph!” Bess snorted. There was no doubt that she had lost, but the defeat could not convince her—she was not defeated by Bu Fang but by the spicy blood lobsters. She hated the fact that her cultivation base was no match for a dis.h.!.+
The old crone descended from the void. There was no suspense about the winner now.
Everyone in the audience was stunned.
“He… He won the match?!”
“This challenger from District C won thirteen consecutive victories? He qualified to enter District B?”
The people needed some time to digest this information.
Bu Fang slowly stood up and stuffed the last of the blood lobster meat into his mouth. Then, with a shake of his hand, everything disappeared. It was as if the food, the plate, and the sh.e.l.ls had never been there, if not for his red lips.
Foxy perched on his shoulder and bared her teeth. Apparently, she was also burned by the spicy blood lobsters. The lobsters Bu Fang cooked this time were only mildly spicy, but perhaps because his level had become higher, they were already enough to turn his lips red.
The old crone looked at Bu Fang indifferently and swallowed. Her cheeks twitched a little. ‘All chefs are heretics!’ However, no matter how much she disagreed with Bu Fang, as the person in charge of the fighting pit, she had to announce the result of the fight.
“Bu Fang has won all three qualifying matches and has been qualified to enter District B. He is now officially a n.o.ble of District B!”
‘Alas… I thought Bess would be able to stop this unruly chef, but she had failed to live up to my expectations…’ The old crone sighed in her mind again.
Bess, lying on the ground, was unconvinced. She had been defeated, and that meant she had failed to complete Her Majesty Soul’s order. It was a dereliction of her duty not to be able to eliminate the enemy for her superior. Her pupils constricted, and her hair fell to cover her face, which grew gloomier and gloomier.
Bu Fang, on the other hand, was very calm. He was finally able to enter District B. ‘The rules of Void City are really troublesome…” he thought to himself.
The audience finally recovered from their shock, and they all uttered cries of surprise and annoyance.
“I can’t believe she was defeated!”
“Her Excellency Bess, the holder of forty consecutive victories, lost the match!”
“This is unbelievable! Is this chef really so formidable?!”
Just as everyone was exclaiming, Bess finally got rid of the disgusting feeling that was haunting her—the smell of the blood lobsters was now gone. At last, she was able to move again. A strong wave of resentment surged up in her.
“You will rot in h.e.l.l!” She jerked up her head. Her hair suddenly became as stiff as steel pins. “I want you dead!”
Rumble!
The ground exploded. Bess’s Soul Demon aura skyrocketed, making her seem to turn into a fiend. Even her eyes turned completely black. Judging from this, she was not possessed by a Soul Demon but had become one with the Soul Demon. In fact, she was the Soul Demon!
In the blink of an eye, she closed in on Bu Fang. A wisp of heavy Chaotic Energy wrapped around her fist, and then she threw it viciously at Bu Fang. This was her ultimate killing move, which she had unleashed by sacrificing her power. She was sure that it could kill him!
For a moment, Bu Fang felt as if he was being pulled into a mysterious realm as the killing move fell toward him.
The old crone’s eyes narrowed. From where she stood, she could have easily deflected the attack. However, she took a step back with a sneer when she thought of Bu Fang’s ident.i.ty as a chef.
Bess’s ultimate killing move enveloped Bu Fang in an instant!
It happened in just a flash, but it was enough to cause everyone to exclaim. Before those remorseful audiences could recover, the move was unleashed. While many people felt that Bess’s reaction was inappropriate, many more expressed their excitement.
“Kill him!”
“Yes! Kill the chef… District B doesn’t need a chef!”
“Kill him, Your Excellency Bess!”
Everyone’s breathing became rapid. Their eyes widened as they stared at the middle of the fighting pit. Some of the experts from District C were angry, but they were unable to do anything.
Countess Xia Qiu watched with a cold face. The moment Bu Fang entered the t.i.tle contest, he was destined to be surrounded by enemies. It was difficult, if not impossible, for a chef to gain a foothold in Void City at all. A killing match like this was bound to happen sooner or later.
In fact, from the moment Nethery showed up to watch Bu Fang fight in District C, he was destined to become a thorn in the side of the other Cursed G.o.ddesses. And he had even attracted the attention of the Queen of Curses.
‘He can’t escape death! No chef can escape death…’ Countess Xia Qiu thought to herself.
…
The curse power covered Bu Fang in a flash—the killing move completely engulfed him. At the same time, the ground of the fighting pit was cracking and collapsing…