The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

Chapter 163 Level Peak Chef God

In just a few seconds, the middle-aged man appeared with a plate of golden fried rice, which was still steaming.

The heat condensed into strange images in the air, like a Vermilion Bird howling toward the sky, or like a thunderbolt that annihilates everything.

When I came to my senses again, the heat was just ordinary heat, and this was just egg fried rice emitting a golden glow.

People who often live in the world of chef gods know that being able to serve a plate of golden fried rice is just the threshold to becoming a chef god. Jiang Xuan did not waver at all.

The middle-aged man kindly handed over a pair of chopsticks: "Come and try my red bird egg fried rice!"

"This one……"

"it is true!"

"..."

Jiang Xuan had a feeling that the other party had the title of Level 18 Peak Chef God, not only because he was threatening those Level 17 chefs with a knife, but also because he used only top-notch materials.

However, he did not refuse, nor was he afraid that the other party would poison him.

With his physique protected by the Xuanhuang mother energy, he was able to use poison to kill him, so this man’s strength is probably enough to crush him to death with one hand.

The rice tasted like normal fried rice, maybe only slightly better than those made by the chefs in the imperial kitchen.

But then, a powerful source of energy rushed into the Dantian along the meridians, condensing into the form of Vermillion Bird and charging towards the Dantian!
In just a few seconds, Jiang Xuan's Dantian could no longer hold the source of power, so he had to transfer it to the micro world.

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the expectant gaze of the middle-aged man: "How is it? It's delicious! No matter which world the monks are from, they will say that my egg fried rice is the best in the world after eating it!"

Jiang Xuan looked at the plate of egg fried rice in silence.

I’m afraid the best dish in the world is not fried rice with egg, but Vermillion Bird eggs, right?

"As expected of a top chef at level 18! It's indeed different from the fried rice made by others!" Jiang Xuan took a look at the fried rice, then looked at the hungry miniature world, and still gritted his teeth and said something against his will while putting the fried rice into his mouth.

Countless source forces crashed into the micro world. The debt owed before had been paid off, and by the time he finished the last fried rice, he had more than a hundred strands of life force left.

He can use these surpluses at will, and it can be said that he has temporarily achieved financial freedom.

"Thank you, senior!" Jiang Xuan bowed.

With the other party's unpredictable strength, how could he send him such a big gift just because of a dispute of pride? It was obviously an intentional help, and he understood it when he took the first bite.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "It's just a Vermillion Bird egg. I have plenty of them at home! If you want to eat the Phoenix Gallbladder and Dragon Yang Congee I made, I can also bring you some! But there aren't many left! After all, these two things reproduce too slowly!"

"No, thank you!" Jiang Xuan refused with a straight face.

The middle-aged man snorted: "You don't know what's good! I'm reluctant to give it to you even though you want to eat it!"

"I'm curious! If I didn't doubt your cooking ability, would you still help me?" Jiang Xuan looked at the other party puzzled.

This middle-aged man suddenly appeared before and has no malicious intentions so far, which makes him even more curious.

The middle-aged man spread his hands, and certificates appeared one after another, and soon formed a small mountain. Jiang Xuan glanced at them casually and saw something:
The eighteenth-level painting saint in the ink painting world!
Eighteenth-level forging master from the Divine Fire Continent!
……

Jiang Xuan even saw the certificate of "World Judo Level 18 Massage Master" in it.

No matter what you say, the other party will pick up the conversation!
But why are they all level 18?
The middle-aged man had a proud smile on his face: "No matter what you say! I can come up with something good! How about trying the massage essential oil extracted from the immortal flower of the polar snow mountain?"

"No need!" Jiang Xuan rejected the other party's proposal expressionlessly.

Besides the fact that he didn't want the middle-aged man to give him a massage, he also knew that the more he got, the more he owed.

No one would be nice to a stranger for no reason, let alone someone who is truly well-connected.

"I don't know your name yet? And why are you looking for me?" Although he was wary, he was not afraid of the other party. He could also travel through several universes.

The middle-aged man took back the bottle of fragrant essential oil with a look of regret, and said indifferently: "You can call me 'Eye'. As for looking for you, it may be just because I am bored! Also, I see that your forehead is black, and the road you are on now is not easy to walk!"

Jiang Xuan was about to refute when he saw the other party slowly showing a book in his hand. "Congratulations to 'I'm Not a Fortune Teller' for being awarded the title of 18th-level Fortune Teller True Immortal in the Tianji World!"

"..." He didn't know it before, but now Jiang Xuan felt that his forehead must have turned black, because he was angry!

He took back the certificate in his hand with a smile, and said seriously: "Young man! If you take something that does not belong to you, you must bear the disaster and darkness that do not belong to you! Of course, disaster can also be a blessing! The saint and the devil are all in one thought, it depends on what path you can take!"

Seeing that the other party was serious for once, Jiang Xuan's eyes were shocked, and he thought seriously about the meaning of the other party's words.

What is the "thing that does not belong to me"? Is it the Hongmeng Treasure Mirror? Or the microcosm that lured the other party here? Or is it both?
No matter whether it is the Hongmeng Treasure Mirror or the micro world, what kind of disaster can it bring to oneself?
The only thing that is certain is that the other party was attracted by the fluctuations of the micro world, and the micro world's recognition of its master must be an important link!
But when they first met, the other party mentioned the information of Wanbing Rudao, which corresponds to the Wanbing Avenue in the Hongmeng Treasure Mirror!

Lacking important information and knowing nothing about the other party, Jiang Xuan could only give up thinking and try to get some more information.

But Jianyan regained his unruly expression: "After all, I am knowledgeable and have seen everything. I didn't tie them up and threaten them to give me a title in the field of fortune-telling!"

Jiang Xuan curled his lips and said, "You seem to admit that the other certificates are all threatening news!"

"That's enough! The road is long and the mountains are high. We'll meet again someday!"

The middle-aged man's figure disappeared into the void, leaving Jiang Xuan standing quietly in the center of the void. Countless darkness seemed to cover him, and the sunlight in the distance could not penetrate through the layers of darkness.

"I have walked this path step by step! Why should I fear gods and demons? If darkness wants to cover me, then I am the light!"

Jiang Xuan took a step forward, and his figure slowly disappeared into the void.

Where he left, a big sun rose, and the endless light dispelled the surrounding darkness. The chaotic land beneath their feet welcomed the ray of light that had just appeared!

"The mountains are high and the road is long! We will meet again if we are lucky!" Jiang Xuan's voice suddenly rang in the ears of Klein and the Dark Goddess who were studying the improved version of magic.

Klein's eyes were filled with melancholy and yearning. He had already learned from the Goddess of Night that Jiang Xuan was not from here, and that he had a big stage!

As great as the pinnacle of this world is, it is just a process on the stage.

The goddess of night looked confused and turned to look at Klein: "What do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)