The original god of the Jyota Jinchūriki

Chapter 410: Master Liuyunjiefeng’s cooking (1)

"Is it really me?! That's great! Kurumi, we are number one! Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!!"

Hearing Yan Xiao's somewhat disappointed tone, Xiang Ling, who had just recovered from her shock, hugged Hu Tao, who was serving as her assistant. Hu Tao, who did not expect Xiang Ling to be so excited, jumped up passively on the spot while being hugged by Xiang Ling.

Looking at Xiangling jumping happily with Hutao in her arms on the field, everyone smiled from the bottom of their hearts. It turned out that joy can infect others.

"Xiangling, let go... You've strangled my master to death..."

Hearing Hu Tao's low mumbling, Xiang Ling finally realized that Hu Tao was now in her arms. Seeing that Hu Tao could not speak clearly, Xiang Ling quickly let go of her arms.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, Kurumi, I'm so sorry, I was just too excited."

"Ahem, no, it's okay. Xiangling, your arm strength is too amazing. This hall master was almost strangled to death by you."

After bending over and coughing twice, Hu Tao, who breathed fresh air again, couldn't help but complain about Xiangling. She had known Xiangling for so many years but this was the first time she knew that Xiangling's arm strength was so amazing. She couldn't even break free without using the Eye of God.

"Hehe, maybe it's because I practiced flipping the spoon all day long?"

Seeing that Hu Tao was fine, Xiang Ling felt relieved and scratched her head and explained uncertainly that apart from the time she spent practicing shooting on weekdays, she had not specially trained her arm strength. If she really had to find a reason, the only thing Xiang Ling could think of was flipping the wok when cooking.

While Hu Tao and Xiang Ling were talking, seeing the joy on Xiang Ling's face, Master Liu Yun Jie Feng also affirmed the cooking skills of Xiang Ling, the disciple of her old friend A Ping. Not only that, Master Liu Yun Jie Feng also felt Xiang Ling's sincerity towards cooking, which made Master Liu Yun Jie Feng, as Xiang Ling's senior, very satisfied.

However, this also made Master Liuyun Jiefeng a little worried that the food made by her cooking machine would be too delicious and would undermine Xiangling's confidence. After all, in Master Liuyun Jiefeng's opinion, Xiangling's food was still a little bit behind her cooking machine.

After thinking for a while, Master Liuyun Jiefeng breathed a sigh of relief. It was nothing more than a competition among juniors. Besides, Xiangling was still the disciple of her old friend Aping after all. If Xiangling's confidence in pursuing cooking was destroyed because of this incident, Aping would definitely come after her. She should just consider it as giving Aping face.

Thinking of how much her old friend A Ping cared about her disciple Xiangling, and that Marcosius also liked to be with Xiangling, Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng also sent a message to the four people on the judges' panel except Zhongli.

"When you taste my food later, no matter how delicious it is, you must let that little girl Xiangling win in the end."

As for Zhongli, the Rock King Emperor, True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng did not want to disturb the old man's interest, so he just took the Emperor's words as the truth and did not send any telepathic reminder to Zhongli.

After seeing that the judges' expressions had changed slightly except for Zhongli's, Master Liuyunjiefeng didn't care about the four people's moods and thoughts at the moment, and directly said to Xiangling:
"Little girl, don't be too happy too soon. The dishes made by my machine may not be worse than yours."

"Now that the winner has been chosen between these two, why don't you try the food cooked by me?" Seeing that Master Liuyun Jiefeng seemed very confident in his own mechanism, Xiangling couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Although as a disciple of Grandma Ping, she knew the magic of the immortal mechanism, but if she was really defeated by the mechanism in front of her, wouldn't it prove that her cooking skills that she had practiced for many years were not as good as a mechanism.

No, that's not right. You can't think like that. Those three black lumps of food can't be delicious no matter how you look at them. Glancing at the three black things in front of the five judges, Xiangling couldn't help but feel more confident. Cooking requires color, fragrance and taste, and the food in front of her doesn't seem to have anything to do with color and fragrance at all. No matter how you look at it, she can't lose.

While Xiangling was cheering herself up in her heart, Keqing, Tianshu and Zhiyi, as the three who could serve as the Seven Stars and the next Seven Stars, were naturally smart people. After receiving the message from Master Liuyun Jiefeng, the three of them subconsciously began to wonder why Master Liuyun Jiefeng did this, and whether doing so would bring any trouble to Liyue Harbor.

After a brainstorming session, even though the three were smart people, they didn't know much about the immortal Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun, and they didn't know where to start thinking.

"Then please ask the five judges to start tasting the dishes that Master Liuyun Jiefeng has cooked using the immortal mechanism."

After receiving a signal from Master Liuyun Jiefeng, Yan Fei, a fairy beast, took a look at the black dishes on the table. She also announced with a look of pity that she would start to taste Master Liuyun Jiefeng's dishes.

After Yan Fei's voice reached the ears of the three people, they couldn't figure out the reason and had to suppress the matter in their hearts for the time being, because compared to this matter, the things they were facing before them were obviously more important.

"Let me try it first."

According to the seating order, Keqing took a look at the three dishes on the table. She couldn't figure out what they were. She swallowed deeply and picked up the chopsticks to reach for the dish that could barely be seen as noodles. She carefully picked up a noodle and put it into her mouth. After just one bite, Keqing's face turned ugly.

Salty, the kind of salty that's so salty that it can make you choke. Apart from that, Keqing didn't taste any other flavor. Of course, it might also be because it was too salty and the saltiness covered up the other flavors. Anyway, after Keqing swallowed the chopsticks of noodles, she didn't feel anything other than the saltiness.

How much salt did Master Liuyun Jiefeng put in this dish? After drinking a large glass of water, Keqing frowned and complained about Master Liuyun Jiefeng in her heart while thinking about how to evaluate his dish.

"Master Liuyunjiefeng, although the food you cook is quite creative in taste and may be in line with the taste of immortals, it is still a bit strange for ordinary people like us."

Without waiting for Keqing to speak, Zhongli, who had tasted all three dishes, drank a glass of water under Paimon's admiring gaze, and slowly began to comment on the dishes.

Keqing felt anxious when she heard Zhongli's words, which almost implied that the food he cooked was terrible. You know, immortals have always been high and mighty. Now that Zhongli said this, Keqing was very worried that Master Liuyun Jiefeng would be angry and give Zhongli a good beating.

Just when Keqing was feeling anxious for Zhongli, she was confused about what happened next, because after being commented on by Zhongli, Master Liuyunjiefeng said, 'It seems that my cooking machine needs further improvement', and then Master Liuyunjiefeng flew away.

Looking at the figure of Master Liuyun Jiefeng gradually disappearing in the sky, Keqing blinked in confusion. No, when did the immortal become so easy to talk to?

(End of this chapter)