Fishing the Myriad Heavens Chapter 595

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Just as the servant was considering if he should attempt to run and hide somewhere until the trouble was over, a loud voice as if from the heavens rang out. In an instant, he felt the tense atmosphere lighten greatly.

Before this servant could raise his head, a thunderous sound rang out, and a path of void appeared in the air.

“Wu, wu!”

The servant only managed to react at this time, and he looked over, only to see that the two meters tall roasted Demonic Beast had already been eaten in half by Bei Feng!

“What the… Family Head's speed is a little too fast, isn't it?”

At that moment, he thought to himself, Have any of you seen a speed that went “whoosh”? I have!

In just two short seconds, the entire Demonic Beast disappeared down Bei Feng's throat!

There weren't even any bones left behind. Bei Feng's mouth opened much wider than his head, and his teeth shone sharply as he swallowed food in huge gulps!

As a Thousand Year King, controlling the size of any part of his body was an extremely simple matter.

This Demonic Beast was just a mere Third level Hundred Year realm Demonic Beast. Even by his normal standards, Bei Feng could easily eat a few of them in one sitting, not to mention right now when he was so starved.

“Is it just this one Demonic Beast?!” An insignificant wisp of energy flowed through Bei Feng's stomach as he swallowed the Demonic Beast, and he roared again, demanding for more.

This servant that had rushed over excitedly with the newly roasted Demonic Beast was just a mere Second level Hundred Year realm cultivator. Faced with Bei Feng's enraged roar, he directly plopped onto his butt and fainted.

Bei Feng's normal calmness had completely disappeared in the face of his extreme hunger.

His body flashed, and Bei Feng charged towards the kitchen.

The Lu Family's kitchen was extremely large, and stored all kinds of ingredients. Bei Feng directly barged into the kitchen, disregarding the shock of all the servants. With a grab, he snatched an over 10-meter-wide crab from the gigantic steamer.

“Kcha!”

Bei Feng ignored the high temperature, and directly tore open the shell, digging out a large chunk of crab roe, stuffing it impatiently into his mouth!

Bei Feng did not have the mood to care about the taste of this crab as he swallowed. He instructed, “How many Demonic Beasts are there left? Cook them all for me! Quickly! I don't care about the taste, just make it quick!”

All the chefs stared blankly at him, temporarily unable to respond. All of them seemed to be thinking that they might have stepped into the wrong kitchen, and met a fake Family Head…

Seeing Bei Feng finishing the huge crab in less than a minute and moving towards another Demonic Beast nearby, a group of chefs exchanged a glance. A person stood out, and said, “Family Head, I apologize, but we have our principles. Food is sacred, and we cannot do anything that tarnishes the integrity of our dishes.”

Those were the chefs that the Lu Family had hired—they were rather famous in San Chuan City. From their perspective, a dish that pursued only speed and not taste was something unacceptable!

“Hm? Are you certain? You'd best think your words over again carefully. I'll let you reply after I'm done with this Demonic Beast!”

Bei Feng's teeth gleamed dangerously, causing others to feel a chill run down their spines. Looking at him, these chefs that were only at the Third level of the Hundred Year realm could not help but shiver as if they were looking at a devil.

The person who stood out had also been frightened greatly, and asked hesitantly, “Dare I ask, Lu Family Head, what would you do if we didn't agree?”

“The Lu Family does not keep trash here. While I admire your principles very much, what use is there in keeping chefs that refuse to cook?” Bei Feng said with a faint smile.

Without saying anything else, he resumed eating as he ripped off a large leg and started tearing it apart, swallowing even the bone marrow clean.

Right now, Bei Feng was like a bottomless hole; no matter how much food he ate, his stomach was not filled.

That was because Bei Feng had already broken through to the Thousand Year King realm, and his Qi and Blood had also broken through to the Thousand Year King realm at the same time, perfectly fusing together. His body was much stronger than a regular Thousand Year King's.

His digestive ability was also similarly terrifying. The food that entered his stomach was instantly digested to provide energy to replenish his exhausted life essence.

Life essence was an extremely important thing, and Bei Feng's was nearly depleted. Although he had terrifying strength currently, he was unable to wield much of it in this state.

But, as this resulted from him breaking through, although it was a little hard to bear, his foundations were not damaged at all. He only needed to consume large amounts of energy to recover.

Bei Feng could also breathe a sigh of relief because of this. If he had somehow hurt his foundations because of this breakthrough, it would be incredibly frustrating.

This situation was unlike having one's life essence damaged by other causes. The latter was much more troublesome, and unless one could find some extremely precious treasures which could restore life's essence, or unless there was an expert willing to disregard hurting themselves to transfer their own life's essence, it would not be recovered so easily.

But, how could such treasures that could restore life's essence be easy to fnd? There was even less need to talk about the second option. Apart from one's own relatives, even one's own master would hesitate to do such a thing. Using one's own life force to heal another person's life essence would undoubtedly have huge negative effects.

At this time, the chefs were looking at each other with difficult expressions. At the same time, their hearts were filled with fear. From those words just now, they would be killed if they did not agree, right?

An aged man opened his mouth, and said, “This old man started cooking when I was 10, and it's already been 300 years since then. From the day I started, my master had taught me that I must treat food with the utmost sincerity in order to produce the most delicious food.”

A thoughtful look flashed across his eyes as he hesitated before adding, “And I have also adopted this same thinking… for me, it's the same thing even with a plain bun!”

The others also fell deep in thought as they heard this. At that moment, they were filled with respect for the old man. He was a true chef…!

At the same time, a feeling of deep sorrow welled up in their hearts. This old man had never betrayed his principles in his life. A cultivation of the Third level of the Hundred Year realm was no more than 400, and this old man was already more than 300 years old. He didn't have much to live for now, and it seemed that this old man was prepared to hold onto his principles to the end.

Everyone's hearts were extremely complicated, and they held nothing but respect for this old chef. But what about themselves? How should they choose?

As expected, the old chef continued, “Although my culinary skills are not exceptionally high, I have at least held onto my principles for more than half my life. This old man's age is already nearly at the limit, so this old man chooses…”

Look! What is a true master? This is!

For the sake of holding onto his principles, he could even forsake his life, rather choosing to die than to create some rubbish food!

In the eyes of all the other chefs, this aged chef seemed to be glowing with a holy light!

The old man paused dramatically for a moment, and suddenly steadfastly declared, “So, this old man chooses to show a large middle finger to the sacredness of food! Everything shall be as the family head wills it!”

“Plop!”

“Kcha!”

“Hello? 911? I've overturned my car, the turn was too sharp!”

The crowd who was listening to the old man with deep respect was completely stunned. F*ck your sister! Did we hear wrongly, or did you old bastard speak wrongly? All of a sudden, the holy and noble image of the old chef had completely crumbled!

F*ck, couldn't you have just said directly that you would comply?

Was there a need to speak so much irrelevant nonsense for so long?

The crowd felt like grabbing this shameless old man by the collar and asking him if that noble persistence and principles of his had all been eaten by a dog.

This old fellow was simply too shameless…

But while they thought that way, none of them felt that the old man had made the wrong decision… because that was also what the rest of them was preparing to do.

What a joke, compared to this kind of ideal, their little lives were obviously much more important!

At that moment, the old chef seemed particularly invigorated as he started roasting five Demonic Beasts at once. Good fellow, this old thing was actually really pursuing only speed, and completely disregarding taste, huh! That fire under the Demonic Beasts was exceptionally tall, almost directly enveloping the Demonic Beasts!

These flames were not ordinary flames; they were special flames that were raised by burning special spirit wood as fuel.

The temperature of this flame was exceedingly high, and everyone could already tell with a single glance that the outside of those Demonic Beasts would undoubtedly be completely burnt by the time they were cooked.

At the same time, Bei Feng cast a casual glance at the crowd, and everyone instantly shuddered. What dogsh*t principles, what dogsh*t insistence… everything was thrown out of the window immediately!

As Bei Feng looked on with a dangerous eye, everyone suddenly started to torch a bunch of Demonic Beasts like madmen.

As for why they chose this method of cooking? Because it was the fastest apart from eating raw meat…

Large amounts of spirit wood fuel were thrown into the fire, and the heat began to rise exponentially.

Waves of heat surged out of the kitchen, and the kitchen itself was like a huge furnace. Fortunately, the kitchen was built with strong materials, and they were not afraid of a fire breaking out.

Everyone was a cultivator as well; although the temperature was high, they all had a layer of blood Qi around them, allaying the heat.

Bei Feng nodded with satisfaction as he turned around. At least these people still knew what was good for them. Otherwise, even if he did not kill them, he would let them suffer.

Originally, Bei Feng had decided that he would lock those who did not agree, letting them starve. At that time, he would see if they would still hold on so stubbornly to their principles and ideals!

At this time, Lu Bu was heading to all the inns and restaurants in town with a small team behind him, giving his orders and chasing away all the customers, using all their strength to bring the cooked dishes back to the Lu Family!

Right now, the Lu Family was like the emperor of San Chuan City. Besides, they were not shortchanging the restaurants even one cent. At this moment, everyone had to make way for them, regardless of who they were! The priority was the family head!

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