Gourmet of Another World

The sudden move of the Heavenly Spring’s Saint Son didn’t affect the bustling air of the Glutton God’s Banquet much.

People still ate and drank, enjoying the delicacies they couldn’t have very often. When the gourmet food melted on their tongues, they smiled delightedly.

Someone had met up with their old friends they hadn’t seen for a long time. They made a toast with their friends who were sitting not far from them. Gulping down their glasses, they laughed happily. All of them were cheering and talking clamorously.

The old white-headed Chu Changsheng sat cross-legged in the center of the spacious square. He was casually enjoying his good food and wine, with a calm and relaxed face.

It was the moment the Glutton God’s Banquet came to the most exciting time. Everybody was waiting for it.

The Heavenly Spring’s Saint Son wore a dark face. Chi Ji sitting by him didn’t dare to breathe loud. The Saint Son rarely had such a face. It meant he was not in a good mood, and something not good was about to happen.

In fact, the Heavenly Spring’s Saint Son didn’t only have a bad mood at that moment. It didn’t suffice to say it was “bad”, as he was trying to suppress his wrath. Xiao Yue had been in his to-kill-list. Now no longer for anything particularly, but just because the Celestial Saintess helped him this time.

Why would the Celestial Saintess help him?

The Heavenly Spring’s Saint Son’s jealousy flooded him entirely. He felt so stimulated he wanted to kill them all. Not only Xiao Yue, but that damn little chef, too! That stinky chef that had taken his Lan Ji and Lu Ji away!

He didn’t care if that chef belonged to the Valley of Gluttony. If he saw him again, he would kill him as fast and harsh as a thunderbolt! Killing his people wasn’t different from provoking his prestige!

Rumble! Rumble!

The spacious ground suddenly changed. High platforms arose close to each other. Symbols moved and sparkled around the platforms, illuminating them and making them eye-catching.

Everybody screamed in astonishment. They were so excited when they saw the high platforms.

Being a resident in the Valley of Gluttony, they all knew what would happen next!

It was the Top 100 Chefs Championship—the best part of the Glutton God’s Banquet. The chefs occupying the top 100 positions in the Tablet of Gluttony would show their cooking talents on the high platforms. The audience would have a chance to behold the most talented chefs of the continent. This magnificent experience would surprise their eyes a lot.

The weakest chefs in the Top 100 of the Tablet of Gluttony ranked as second-grade chefs.

A large number of chefs would show their cooking talents at the same time. This eye-catching fantasy images could stir anybody up.

Of course, it was just the opening show of the Glutton God’s Banquet.

The Glutton God’s Banquet wasn’t merely a feast. It was the time the Tablet of Gluttony was periodically renewed. So many genius chefs would appear like the bamboo shoots after the rain. They would attack the chefs whose names were written on the Tablet of Gluttony.

Once a chef on the stele was defeated, the winner would replace his slot.

It was the rule of the Tablet of Gluttony, and yes, it was really brutal!

However, in fact, although they got the rules, the real monstrous chefs still topped the stele. Only the new and real monsters could defeat those old monsters. They had actually ruled the Tablet of Gluttony for too long.

Many people had respected and admired them a lot.

Squeak.

The heavy doors were pushed open. It looked like the years-old dust had rolled in with the doors.

The grand doors of the Glutton God’s Building opened, and people began to walk out of the building. They all wore chef’s robes and their spirit, soul, and energy were all tremendous as if it could shoot up into the sky.

Their robes were exquisite, with running lights and sparkling lines. From their robes, people could know their cooking experience. However, no one knew if they had hidden their real attainment.

The Glutton God’s Banquet wasn’t only the chance for the new and anonymous chefs, but also the opportunity for many chefs to improve further. That’s because, if their ranks on the Tablet of Gluttony increased, they would be able to access more and better resources.

Resources were their competences. Each chef would try their best to show their talents.

White-headed Chu Changsheng stood up. He turned around to see the chefs walking out of the Glutton God’s Building, and his face was solemn.

Those chefs respectfully bowed to greet Chu Changsheng. Then, they leaped up and their true energy rose as they flew toward the high platforms that were hovering close to each other. Shortly, they found their platforms and sat down cross-legged.

People cheered in admiration.

Worthy of the Valley of Gluttony that could compete against the Hidden Dragon Royal Court. The competence those disciples had performed wasn’t ordinary at all.

Their eyes were so bright!

Those chefs had amazing spirit, energy, and soul. There was a man carrying a large wok on his back. He landed like a meteor on his platform. Another man held a hefty kitchen knife. He wielded it and its energy burst everywhere. Another one wore a long-sleeved chef robe, whose sleeves fluttered in the wind.

Those people appeared in many shapes and they were all extraordinary.

However, the characters that people were waiting for were the last ten chefs, who would appear last.

They were the top 10 on the Tablet of Gluttony.

The real monstrous chefs!

Ouyang Chenfeng appeared with up-and-down makings. His long chef robe slowly floated while he was strolling, with his hands clasped behind his back. The first chef to appear among the top 10 of the Tablet of Gluttony, Ouyang Chenfeng!

Many people had their eyes turned hot. The Noodle King Ouyang Chenfeng! His reputation was well-known in the Valley of Gluttony.

The Heaven Burial Noodle—the Noodle King’s specialty, was the noodle dish that countless people had drooled for.

Aside from Ouyang Chenfeng, there were many other overbearing chefs. A man was wearing a bizarre kitchen knife on his back, which looked like a sickle that released an icy cold light. He was also a chef. Moreover, he ranked higher than Ouyang Chenfeng in the Tablet of Gluttony. Another one was holding a block of raw meat, chewing and swallowing.

Those chefs had their special features that surprised people and made them admire them a lot.

When they landed on the high platforms, they made the residents of the Valley of Gluttony scream ear-piercingly. In the Valley of Gluttony, cooking talent was all that made sense.

…

Outside the Glutton God’s Building.

Bu Fang raised his head to observe the building that jutted through the clouds like a giant monster. He was really amazed. This structure was so colossal. However, his astonishment didn’t last long. Bu Fang immediately stepped toward the Glutton God’s Building.

The Glutton God’s Banquet was taking place there. Wenren Shang must be there, too. As long as he got into the building, he could find him. Thus, Bu Fang didn’t hesitate much, heading toward the place.

However, when Bu Fang got through the big gate of the Glutton God’s Building, he was stopped. The one who stopped him also wore a chef robe. However, from his robe, his rank wasn’t high. Bu Fang used to see Ouyang Chenfeng’s and Wenren Shang’s chef robe. They were much luxurious and magnificent than what this chef was wearing.

In the Valley of Gluttony’s style, the more excellent the chef robe was, the higher the cooking talent was.

“I want to get in to find someone,” Bu Fang looked at the chef who had stopped him and told the truth. He wanted to get inside to find a person, indeed. He got the Heaven-Swallowing Spiritual Spot Fish, and Wenren Shang said that he knew how to cook this fish. Bu Fang needed to see and learn from him.

Bu Fang didn’t know much about the Heaven-Swallowing Spiritual Spot Fish. Although the system had explained the fish to him, he only knew that it was really difficult to process it. The slightest mistake would make the entire fish poisonous.

To complete the Paper-Wrapped Fish perfectly, Bu Fang needed to ask Wenren Shang to show him how to process the Heaven-Swallowing Spiritual Spot Fish.

The other chef studied Bu Fang skeptically. He found that Bu Fang’s chef robe was different from his. Instantly, they became even more suspicious.

“Do you have the invitation token? Without the token you can’t get in…” the chef reminded him kindly.

“Invitation token?” Bu Fang was bewildered. He couldn’t help but frown. He didn’t have the invitation token, it was true. So did it mean that he couldn’t access the building?

“The Glutton God’s Banquet is the most important feast of the Valley of Gluttony. So many people want to participate, but the number of seats is limited. If anybody could get in without the invitation token like you wanted to, the entire Glutton God’s Banquet would be chaotic,” said the chef. He looked at Bu Fang with sympathy. “So, I won’t let you in…”

He couldn’t get in.

Bu Fang furrowed his brows.

The chef glanced at Bu Fang, pretending to look profound with his hands clasped behind his back, while facing the Sunset Lake.

Bu Fang looked at the chef whose back faced him. The green smoke wound around his hand, and the Black Turtle Constellation Wok emerged.

Do not let me in… I will force my way in. Hit him with the wok then plan later!

However, right at the moment Bu Fang was about to hit the chef, the latter turned around. He then saw Bu Fang with the Black Turtle Constellation Wok in his hand and an emotionless face.

“Why do you carry a wok with you?” asked the chef curiously.

Bu Fang didn’t change his visage. “You guess.”

The chef eyed Bu Fang, then answered smilingly. “A wok and a chef coat. You’re a chef, too, right? If you’re a chef, it’s easy then. We still have another way for you to join the Glutton God’s Banquet.”

Bu Fang was surprised. He slowly lowered the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, looking at the man to ask him to continue talking.

“There’s a Top 100 Chefs Championship in the Glutton God’s Banquet. Although it says one hundred, all the chefs of the Valley of Gluttony can join the competition. Anyway, the low-grade chefs like us can’t get into the Gluttony Square to join the Top 100 Chefs Championship directly. We need to get through the selection process to get a chance…” said the chef, sighing. “If you want to join the selection, naturally, you can enter the building.”

“What’s that selection?” asked Bu Fang.

“Well, it’s the qualification test for the challengers. Each chef of the Tablet of Gluttony gets an arena in the Gluttony Square. We can choose to challenge one chef. Once we win, we will get the other’s ranking,” explained the chef.

Bu Fang’s eyes slightly brightened when he heard that. It was brutal, indeed. When a chef on the stele was defeated, he would become someone else’s stepping-stone. No one wanted to become someone else’s stepping-stone. Thus, every chef of the Valley of Gluttony had to train and practice their cooking skills very hard.

It’s… very determined.

Bu Fang rubbed his chin, sighing with emotions. He looked at the spacious yard inside the Glutton God’s Building which was well-lit, taking a deep breath. It seemed he had no other option around to get into the Gluttony Square. Even though he could get in there by force, it would be… difficult to find Wenren Shang in such a large place.

This chef’s suggestion made sense.

He should join the selection to be qualified as a challenger. Then, he could find Wenren Shang directly. It would be much easier, right?

“You, buddy, don’t feel so down. By joining this challenge, you know. It’s important that we join and feel the air of the competition. Win or lose, it’s not important. What we need is experience. You see, you’re still very young, your future will be bright…” That chef was really talkative. He grabbed Bu Fang and talked continuously and sincerely.

Bu Fang felt a little annoyed. Eventually, he interrupted the other, “Take me to join the selection… You shouldn’t talk anymore.”

The chef was so surprised that his brows rose, “Ah, do you really want to join?”