Chapter 1091: Desperate Scores, Liu Mobai’s Crazy Laughter
Translator: Zenobys, CatatoPatch
Everybody lifted their heads to observe the sky.
There, the black clouds rolled violently. Lightning arcs wound around the clouds, roaring, bringing terrifying energy waves with deafening booms.
The black lightning strike turned into a Thunder Dragon that was as strong as a dark sword. It tore layers of clouds, plunging as it roared.
The blue Thunder Dragon bared its fangs and brandished its claws, hissing and snarling.
The black and blue lightning punishments aimed at Liu Mobai and Bu Fang respectively.
The former had cooked a Dark Delicacy, which triggered the black lightning punishment. On the other hand, Bu Fang’s immortal dish had triggered the blue lightning punishment.
The Thunder Dragons meandered, entangling. Their roaring boomed unceasingly.
According to custom, people expected that the Thunder Dragons would fight each other. And, it happened as they had assumed.
The Thunder Dragons plunged, entangling. As they clashed, they created a terrifying series of flashes and explosions.
However, as soon as they touched each other, they parted. Black lightning arcs and blue lightning arcs seemed to shatter the void.
The parting two lightning punishments headed toward the two chefs on the stage!
The onlookers instantly went into an uproar.
“What’s going on? The lightning punishments would attack each other to death, right?”
“It’s the first time I saw both lightning punishments attack the chefs!”
“Can he resist it? That Thunder Dragon looks really strong!”
The group of Immortal Chefs took in a breath of cold air. They had felt the true power hiding in those lightning punishments.
That power was so strong they couldn’t help but shiver.
Bu Fang’s eyes glinted.
The red-orange Demon Bull in front of him howled, raising its horns.
Rumble! Rumble!
In the distance, drunk-looking Whitey, who was standing on Shrimpy’s back, pulled itself together. Lightning flashed in its mechanical eyes as its metal wings spread out.
After one flap, it boomed and rushed towards the blue Thunder Dragon, which was aiming at Bu Fang.
Its round belly revolved, revealing a massive black hole.
Boom!
The blue lightning struck!
Whitey landed and stood on the stage, devouring the Thunder Dragon…
Rumble! Rumble!
The suppressing Thunder Dragon disappeared, leaving behind a gust of wind.
Bu Fang clasped his hands, watching Whitey resist and swallow the lightning punishment. He couldn’t help but raise the corner of his mouth.
“Don’t rush… More food will come,” Bu Fang said gently.
The Great Demon King’s Earth Immortal Puppet had taken action and stopped the lightning punishment.
The onlookers felt reassured now.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Liu Mobai’s black lightning punishment also plunged.
Liu Mobai didn’t have an Earth Immortal Puppet, and he didn’t plan to use one to resist it.
He casually threw a small, black bowl out.
The small bowl flew fast, spinning as it hovered above his head.
“Thunder Devouring Bowl? He even inherited that tool?”
Mo Xiu looked at that black bowl, stunned. He had never expected to see it at this time.
The Thunder Devouring Bowl was a tool the Nether Chefs of the Nine Revolution Clan used to resist lightning punishments. It could swallow all lightning punishments and accumulate them.
This kind of immortal tool was really precious. Not many could be found in Nether Prison, so he was surprised that Liu Mobai had one.
That black bowl devoured the black Thunder Dragon, turning it into a lightning arc inside the bowl.
Liu Mobai’s face revealed a faint smile. He clasped his hands, his black cloak billowing.
With the Thunder Devouring Bowl, he wasn’t afraid at all.
One lightning punishment was over!
Meanwhile, the second lightning punishment had gathered inside the clouds.
The same thing happened with the second lightning punishment. The Thunder Dragons touched then parted, dashing towards the two chefs.
“Those two have the same power. That’s why the lightning punishments didn’t attack each other…” Realm Lord Di Tai furrowed his brows, stroking a lock of his sleek golden hair.
Equal power at this level had never been seen before.
The first strike, the second strike, and the third strike came…
Lightning and thunder flashed and roared unceasingly.
Bu Fang and Liu Mobai did the same thing to resist those lightning punishments.
At this moment, four lightning punishments had attacked successively.
The group of Immortal Chefs gasped and clamored. This sort of lightning punishment had surpassed the limit First Grade Immortal Chefs could endure!
However, looking at the thunder clouds in the sky, it seemed the fifth lightning punishments would strike soon!
How monstrous are these two chefs?!
A First Grade Immortal Chef could trigger the fifth lightning punishment!
Boom!
The sky seemed to be torn apart.
The fifth lightning punishment finally came, zigzagging in the sky. The formidable pressure filled the horizon.
The Thunder Devouring Bowl spun unceasingly, crazily resisting and swallowing the fifth Thunder Dragon. The Thunder Dragon got into the bowl, shaking it hard.
On the other side, Whitey soared up into the sky, holding the War God Stick. It aimed at the lightning punishment, entangling with the Thunder Dragon.
The fierce Thunder Dragon was hit, sending into the ground.
The stage shook hard.
Everybody was stupefied.
Did the puppet fail?
After all, it was the fifth lightning punishment. How could an Earth Immortal Puppet resist it?
Everybody took in a breath of cold air.
However, soon, their worries vanished.
After the radiance on the stage dispersed, Whitey, with a disheveled body, staggered, climbing up.
It lifted its leaf-like hand, rubbing its round head as its mechanical eyes moved.
Then, it walked out of the stage.
The fifth lightning punishment was resisted!
The Immortal Chefs exhaled in relief. Then, their eyes narrowed.
The lightning punishment resistance had ended, and next would be… the judging of the dishes.
Now, the two chefs’ dishes would compete against each other!
Liu Mobai retrieved the Thunder Devouring Bowl. This bowl was very important to him. Ever since he got it, he didn’t need to be flustered dealing with lightning punishments.
He and Bu Fang were different. If he lost this Thunder Devouring Bowl, facing the fifth lightning punishment at his current level would be hard, and he would need to use a lot of power.
He didn’t have that morbid Earth Immortal Puppet like Whitey.
Slowly, he lifted the Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs he had placed on the counter.
This bowl of Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs had black sauce, which was the sweet and sour sauce he had meticulously created.
It tasted so good. When people took in the smell, they would want to eat it.
Compared to other Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs, his Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs was more creative, which was all about the sauce.
The sauce was his killing strike. It was also the key to gaining victory in this Chef’s Challenge.
Indeed, he was confident in his sauce. That was because it had the vinegar he had meticulously fermented.
Boom!
The Taotie phantom above the dish scattered. Twisting, it became a thick aroma, striking the sky.
Bu Fang also brought his Three-Change Demon Beef Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs, which radiated a dazzling and magnificent light.
The Great Demon King’s dishes had always been impressive yet unpretentious.
Anyway, Liu Mobai was pretty confident in his dish. With his secret recipe vinegar, it was impossible to lose.
He was truly a confident Nether Chef.
“Good… Cooking is done. It’s time to taste the food now.”
Lord Dog stuck his tongue out. He couldn’t wait anymore.
The Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs’ smell was so attractive, making him wag his tail unceasingly.
Lord Dog thought that it was a very wise decision to become a judge.
Liu Mobai smiled smugly.
He flicked his fingers at the dish. Instantly, the black Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs flew up, moving towards the four judges.
It hovered in front of three people and one dog.
“Dark Taotie Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs… Please enjoy.”
Liu Mobai clasped his hands, grinning. He looked very confident.
His dish was made of high-quality Taotie ribs with special homemade vinegar, not to mention it was made using his exquisite cooking skills.
This was the only Chef’s Challenge he had gone all out.
He couldn’t deny that Bu Fang had given him pressure. Facing him, he didn’t dare to be careless.
The people around held their breaths, gazing at the four judges. They wondered what kind of assessment they would give after tasting those dishes.
Mo Xiu was satisfied. The dish had a black, fulgent halo with Nether energy. Rolling with thick aroma, it stimulated people’s taste buds.
Liu Mobai was truly a monstrous genius who had the inheritance of the Nine Revolution Clan. This Dark Delicacy had the authentic style of that prestigious bloodline.
It looked underwhelming, but it was actually quite the opposite.
He gently picked up the chopsticks, stretching his hand to grab a piece of Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs in the porcelain bowl.
The shining black sauce coated the ribs, slowly dyeing the golden meat black.
The sauce was a little thick. When Mo Xiu grabbed a rib, the sauce stretched like a silk thread.
The steam rose together with a thick fragrance, which was like a bomb that had just exploded.
People couldn’t help but close their eyes.
The sour and sweet fragrance together with the meaty aroma… all kinds of beautiful tastes permeated.
These tastes seemed to become the fierce Taotie, swallowing them.
Mo Xiu opened his mouth, putting the Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs with viscous sauce in.
As soon the food touched his tongue, Mo Xiu exhaled deeply. Then, he started to chew.
His brows arched.
When he bit the Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs, the sour taste from the sauce burst out.
As that sour taste touched the taste buds, it was amplified, making his mouth water.
He chewed faster.
His teeth sank into the soft, tender Taotie meat. Instantly, the meat aroma filled his mouth.
Taotie meat was a high-quality ingredient, and its texture was almost perfect. After a single bite, a soft, tender feeling would arise as if a soft hand was rubbing his oral cavity.
The intoxicating flavor made people sink in it.
“Sour but not greasy. Soft but not squishy. Pure and not too thick…”
Mo Xiu’s cold face revealed a smile as he nodded in satisfaction.
He couldn’t deny that… as soon as this food came to his mouth, his mind was captured, which made him infatuated with it.
This Dark Taotie Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs… lived up to its name exquisitely.
Lord Dog couldn’t wait anymore. His paw rose, and two ribs flew up, which was snatched quickly.
As each side of his jaw chewed a rib, his eyes squinted while his nose twitched.
The Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs’ taste made the dog’s body shake.
“This Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs… isn’t bad!”
Lord Dog’s heart shivered, a little astonished at the Nether Chef.
He had always thought that Bu Fang’s Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs was the best.
If Bu Fang was still at his previous level, he would… lose this battle.
Realm Lord Di Tai also grabbed a piece of Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs, putting it into his mouth. He looked calm, but his eyes were shocked, which revealed his true thought.
The Nether Chef, indeed, lived up to his reputation.
This dish alone was enough to crush all the monstrous chefs of the Immortal Cooking Realm.
After having a piece of Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs, Lu Yi, who looked so stunned, didn’t know what to say.
Lu Yi was completely shaken by this dish. The intoxicating flavor seemed to be an ocean that shrouded his body.
Indeed, Liu Mobai’s arrogance was justified.
“We shall start to give the scores now…”
Lord Dog had one more Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs, talking while chewing.
Mo Xiu had already dropped his chopsticks. He cast Lord Dog, who was eating to his heart’s content, a sidelong glance and smiled.
Even that dog was captivated by it. They would surely win this battle…
He rubbed his hands.
The God of Chef’s Challenge shot out a jet of blood light, covering Mo Xiu’s body.
Right after that, the scores emerged in the sky.
“Ninety-one!”
As soon as this score emerged, the group of Immortal Chefs cried out. Mo Xiu had given a high score!
The Great Demon King is in danger!
In the previous Chef’s Challenge, Mo Xiu’s strict assessment had almost reached an abnormal level. His score was the lowest among the four judges.
Liu Mobai clasped his hands, smiling. He looked at Bu Fang, who was holding his plate in the distance.
He furrowed his brows and taunted, “Owner Bu… are you feeling despair now?”
Swoosh…
Lord Dog also gave his score.
“Ninety-three!”
The Immortal Chefs’ hearts sank when they saw the score!
Another high score… The Great Demon King is done for!
City Lord Meng Qi clenched her fists, and her beautiful face paled. Would he lose?
Realm Lord Di Tai looked stern as he gave the score.
“Ninety-two!”
It was also a high score.
The surrounding Immortal Chefs were in despair now…
These scores… were like a high mountain that suffocated them.
Their numb gazes moved to Lu Yi.
They hoped that Lu Yi would give a low score… which would give their Great Demon King a little hope.
However, Lu Yi’s jaw trembled. When he gave the score, he couldn’t even believe it.
Swoosh…
The big, red numbers emerged above him.
“Ninety-seven!”
The entire place was stunned speechless…
When Liu Mobai saw the score, he immediately covered his forehead and laughed crazily.
His laughter was filled with triumph and excitement!
Owner Bu… will lose!