The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal-Chapter 805 - : The First Chef God Competition of the Misty Sect, in the Deep Sea

Chapter 805 -805: The First Chef God Competition of the Misty Sect, in the Deep Sea

“FInally off the stove!”

“I can hardly wait to taste it.”

“Don’t even think about it, let the junior sister and the twenty judges try it first, whatever’s left is ours.”

Misty Sect disciples whispered among themselves.

In front of the stove.

Li Jiaojiao moved deftly, plating the dish in a way that made it gleam with dazzling brilliance.

Bai Hanlin and the other disciples also moved quickly.

Each of them had completed their finishing touches.

In the allotted hour, each person had to make three dishes.

And now, hundreds of contestants had finished.

“Next up, the tasting begins!”

Ye Feng announced.

Li Jiaojiao and the other disciples immediately presented their first dish in the order they had drawn.

At the judges’ table.

The Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of steamed spiritual turtle meat made by a female disciple and said, “Nice texture, not too fat, not too lean, just right, I’ll give it 8 points.”

“I’ll give it 7 points,” Liufeng declared.

“7 points,” Xia Wenwen also scored.

The other judges followed suit with their scores, and the total score for this dish reached 145 points.

“Next!”

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the second disciple hurriedly served their dish, to be tasted and scored by the twenty judges.

The judging process was swift.

One hour later.

The first dishes of several hundred disciples had all been tasted, and only the top fifty were allowed to advance to the second round.

They presented their second dishes for judging.

In the second round, only ten people advanced to the final round.

At this point, only ten elite Spirit Chefs like Li Jiaojiao and Bai Hanlin remained.

They were either a Chef God, a Chef King, or a Chef Emperor, and the dishes they made were all of superb flavor.

They brought out their still piping hot third dishes, which were tasted and scored by the twenty judges.

Bai Hanlin was the first to take the stage.

“8 points!”

“10 points.”

…

“9 points!”

The twenty judges collectively awarded a high score of 184 points.

“As expected of the finals, the scores are high.”

“The Sect Leader has announced the rules, three dishes corresponding to the Qi Refining Realm, Element Gathering Realm, and Spirit Sea Realm, so as the rounds progress, the grade increases, and naturally the scores increase.”

“So that’s how it is!”

Some disciples who didn’t understand the situation quickly discussed it and became aware of the competition rules.

“184 points… Incredible!” Bai Hanlin, learning of his score, was filled with joy.

Twenty judges, with a perfect score of 200 points.

Scoring 184 was considered quite high.

But Bai Hanlin’s joy was premature.

In the following reviews, scores like 185, 188, and even the ultra-high 190 points appeared.

“The last one, Li Jiaojiao.”

Finally, it was Li Jiaojiao’s turn to present her third dish.

It was a simple plate of boiled greens!

This dish appeared plain, but it had gone through countless procedures.

First, the main ingredient was a wild vegetable from the Cangqing Forbidden Zone, comparable to a precious medicine, boiled in millennium pig king fat and Spiritual Spring Water, with refined salt from the Heavenly Origin Sea added.

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Its texture was crisp, and its flavor was supremely delicious, captivating everyone.

“10 points!”

“10 points!”

…

“10 points!”

Liufeng, Xia Wenwen, the Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword, and others all raised score cards; only three people gave 9 points, the rest were uniformly perfect 10s.

“Li Jiaojiao’s total score is 197, first place. Congratulations to her for winning first place in this Chef God Competition!”

Ye Feng declared the results.

“Senior Sister Jiaojiao is invincible!”

The disciples cheered with raised arms.

“Next, the over a thousand dishes prepared by the back kitchen will be distributed to everyone for tasting.”

Ye Feng surveyed the crowd before speaking slowly.

There were several hundred competitors, each presenting three dishes, and each dish weighed well over ten pounds. If divided evenly, each person could have a pound to eat.

“Yay!”

The disciples, unable to contain their excitement any longer, rushed forward, taking a little from each dish, and began feasting in the plaza.

The overall atmosphere was very harmonious.

Ye Feng, with a smile on his face, watched the entire scene unfold.

The ultimate purpose of holding the Chef God Competition was to enliven the atmosphere of the sect and prevent it from becoming dull and stagnant.

Now, he had clearly achieved his goal.

“This is so delicious!”

Qiao Jiaxi, who rarely returned from Hardwood Plains, had brought a rice bucket and consumed several tens of pounds of rice and pounds of dishes by himself, his face beaming with happiness.

“Junior Brother Qiao, let me tell you, there’s too much food here. It’s easy for you to get stuffed. Let me help you with some,” Long Tianxing said as he approached Qiao Jiaxi and started competing with him for the food.

“Really?” Qiao Jiaxi was taken aback.

“Do you feel full? Touch your belly,” demanded Long Tianxing, his face serious.

“Not at all!” Qiao Jiaxi rubbed his stomach, only to realize that Long Tianxing had been voraciously gobbling up the food, and he finally reacted, “Ah, so you were actually hustling to steal my food!”

“Heh heh, you caught me,” grinned Long Tianxing, wolfing down the last piece of roasted lamb chop.

Seeing this, Qiao Jiaxi felt like crying but had no tears.

Atop Misty Peak.

Ye Feng watched the harmonious atmosphere among the Misty Sect’s disciples, his smile growing more radiant.

“Sect Leader, I’ve made a breakthrough again.”

Gong Qingqiu emerged from the side, revealing the aura of someone at the pinnacle of the Divine Origin Realm.

“Well done!”

Ye Feng’s smile grew even brighter as he looked at her.

With the Seven Star Alchemy Furnace’s elixirs that had no side effects, Gong Qingqiu could keep popping pills to level up. It was only a matter of time before she reached the Void Break Realm.

“I owe it all to your High-grade Soul Concentration Pills, Sect Leader. I feel that I’m getting closer to becoming an Ancestor-level powerhouse,” said Gong Qingqiu.

“In a while, you’ll be able to advance to the Void Break Realm,” Ye Feng said.

“Really?” Gong Qingqiu was surprised.

“I’ll refine ‘Void Break Pills’ for you using the Seven Star Alchemy Furnace. Just a hundred of them will allow you to condense your Dharma Aspect and advance to the first level of the Void Break Realm,” said Ye Feng.

He stretched out his hand and placed it on the surface of the Seven Star Alchemy Furnace.

After a moment of communication, Ye Feng learned what materials were needed.

Then, he extended his hand and, with a gentle grasp, a large amount of Spiritual Medicine flew out from the Spiritual Medicine Garden and into the Seven Star Alchemy Furnace.

Clang clang!

The Seven Star Alchemy Furnace automatically began the alchemy process. Half an hour later, it produced a hundred Golden Elixirs, each the size of a longan and brimming with a tremendous aura.

“Take them and eat!” Ye Feng, like a commanding boss, placed a hundred Lower Rank Void Break Pills in Gong Qingqiu’s palm, for her to consume.

“Thank you, Sect Leader!”

Gong Qingqiu accepted the elixirs and began her secluded cultivation.

…

At the deep sea.

A figure arrived at this place.

His face bore two hefty dark circles, his lips were pale, and he looked completely exhausted—it was Feng Chuan.

Recently, he had published several lists in the name of Tianji Pavilion, but the response had been lukewarm at best, leading to no significant increase in the Pavilion’s fame.

After being infuriated to the point of spitting blood, he chose to travel abroad.

Today, Feng Chuan had come to the deep sea.

“Damn Ye Feng!”

Feng Chuan recalled all the failures he had experienced recently. Listening to the sound of the waves felt like a mockery, prompting another breakdown as he roared furiously at the sky.

“Are you also looking to kill Ye Feng?”

A cold voice echoed out of nowhere, startling Feng Chuan, who quickly looked in the direction of the sound.

In his line of sight.

A hazy figure in a red dress was slowly approaching.

“It’s you… The Destiny Empress!”

Having experienced that battle at Misty Sect, Feng Chuan had seen the Destiny Empress through a spatial rift.

So, he immediately recognized the arrival.