Chapter 151 Is this the food of your Douluo Continent? It has no essence at all!
Look at how the Starry Sky Forest has instantly transformed into a food competition scene.
Soul masters and ordinary people across the entire continent fell silent instantly.
These two top powers...
Did they bring out all their cooks just to fight over a child?!
At this moment, with the appearance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School members, the atmosphere on the scene became much more subtle.
The forest clearing, which was originally filled with the smell of blood, was now filled with a strange, mixed fragrance.
On one side is the exquisite and understated aroma of imperial pastries from the Spirit Hall's kitchen, and on the other side is the luxurious and meticulously prepared seafood and meat flavors from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Then, Ning Fengzhi gracefully leaped down from the bone sword, his snow-white and spotless sect leader's robe standing out starkly against the slightly chaotic battlefield around him.
However, Ning Fengzhi always wore his signature smile, even when facing Bibi Dong, a super strong person.
"Your Majesty Bibi Dong, how have you been?"
Ning Fengzhi bowed slightly, displaying impeccable manners.
"However, when it comes to coaxing children, sincerity is still the most important factor."
"The Spirit Hall's plan to exchange a few snacks for the future of a peerless genius is a bit too ambitious."
"snort."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong showed no fear whatsoever.
She let out a cold snort, and slammed her scepter heavily on the ground, unleashing an invisible pressure that shattered the falling leaves around her.
Then, her phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she sneered:
"Sect Leader Ning is truly generous; even Bone Douluo has become a cook delivering dishes."
"It seems the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has abandoned even the last shred of dignity in their desperate attempt to snatch someone away?"
"However, I really can't imagine what Sect Master Ning is relying on to dare to be an enemy of my Spirit Hall?"
At this point, Bibi Dong glanced arrogantly at the explorer rankings on the distant sky, then smiled dismissively:
"Is that Bone Douluo behind you?"
"still…"
"That Sword Douluo who never even reached the Blood Transformation Realm at the Chaotian Sword Sect?"
As expected, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo's expressions darkened upon hearing this.
After all, whether in terms of local strength or explorers, the gap between them and the Spirit Hall is too great.
The former side had the most Title Douluos, while their own side only had two, one of whom had been chosen to go to the Perfect World and had not yet returned.
The latter is a fact; one of his own Sword Douluo was working as a menial laborer for an outer disciple at the Chaotian Sword Sect, and had just begun to cultivate Qi.
However, the Spirit Hall already has two Blood-Moving Realm experts.
One of them was even connected to the legendary Primordial Immortal Court, and the difference between them was truly significant.
However, to prevent the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School from being wiped out by the Spirit Hall before Sword Douluo returns, just as the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan was destroyed, or to prevent Sword Douluo from encountering any accidents in the Perfect World.
They had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the gamble.
If successful, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will have a better chance of winning.
Even if they fail, the Spirit Hall might not dare to annihilate them too openly, since Sword Douluo is still alive.
Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi became even more determined in his mind.
On the contrary, Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo who was placing a huge gilded cauldron on the ground with a dark expression, couldn't help but twitch his withered old face a few times after hearing Bibi Dong's words.
He, a titled Douluo with the mysterious bone that possesses the ability to travel through space, has actually become a food deliveryman today!
But when Gu Rong thought of the child's incredible fighting power, he held back.
Then, without making a sound, he lifted the pot lid.
Suddenly, a golden light shot into the sky!
"Whoosh!"
That was a pot of "Ten Thousand Year Snow Ginseng Stewed Sole" that had been simmered for forty-nine hours.
The soup was as rich and golden as gold, and each piece of fish was crystal clear, as if it were glowing.
"Young friend!"
On the other side, Ning Fengzhi also ignored Bibi Dong and turned to look directly at Er Gouzi, like a big bad wolf trying to lure Little Red Riding Hood:
"This is a precious item that I brought from a great distance!"
"The soup has been made with ancient snow ginseng, it's incredibly nourishing!"
"It tastes a million times better than that hard bear paw! Come on, while it's hot!"
Er Gouzi stood there, looking at the delicate and soft pastries in Bibi Dong's hands on his left, and then at Ning Fengzhi's pot of golden meat soup on his right.
Those clear, big eyes were also filled with conflict.
After a long while, he finally sniffed and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
"Gulp."
It was obvious that he was really hungry.
In the lower realm of Perfect World, although he often ate ancient remnants, most of those things were for replenishing his blood and qi and cleansing his physical body.
As for the taste, the villagers either burned it or it was just salty.
Where have you ever seen such finely cooked grains that are perfect in color, aroma, and taste?
Besides, the tiger and bear meat he had eaten before was as good as nothing; he was still very hungry.
"Then, I won't stand on ceremony!"
After a brief internal struggle, Er Gouzi wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, then flashed away, so fast that even the titled Douluo present only saw a blur.
The next second, he grabbed a piece of Hundred Flower Cake from Bibi Dong's box with his left hand, and with his right hand, he took the jade spoon that Ning Fengzhi handed him and scooped up a big mouthful of fish soup and put it into his mouth.
"Hmm!"
The moment he entered the mouth, Er Gouzi's eyes widened instantly.
tasty!
This rich texture and distinct flavors are simply dancing on his tongue!
Although it lacks the vitality and nutrition of food in the Great Wilderness, it is at least much more complex in terms of taste.
Seeing Er Gouzi's blissful expression, Bibi Dong and Ning Fengzhi were both delighted.
The two exchanged a glance, and it felt as if sparks and lightning flashed in the air.
It's done!
As long as he likes to eat it, there's room for negotiation!
However, just when everyone thought that Er Gouzi would be completely captivated by the food, the mischievous boy suddenly frowned after wolfing down his food and smacked his lips as if he hadn't had enough.
"The taste is indeed very good..."
Er Gouzi touched his slightly bulging belly and sighed with some regret:
"It's just too plain."
Too plain?
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's smile froze instantly.
Even Bibi Dong's hand holding the empty food box trembled slightly.
That's a ten-thousand-year-old snow ginseng! And top-grade soul beast meat! This is called vegetarian?
Seeing that the two of them didn't understand what he was saying at all, Er Gouzi explained earnestly.
"It tastes good, but it feels light and airy after you eat it, and you don't feel any energy at all."
"In our village, this kind of thing can only be eaten as a snack. If you eat it as a meal, you will definitely starve and lose weight when you are growing up."
After saying that, he tilted his head, then his eyes suddenly lit up and he said:
"That's right!"
"I want the kind of delicious food that makes my stomach feel like it's on fire, warming my whole body and making my bones itch."
However, after saying that, Er Gouzi clearly didn't believe there would be anything good here.
He then looked around at the crowd with a pitying gaze, as if looking at the poor:
"But it seems you guys live a pretty tough life here, treating even this kind of low-nutritional-value food like a treasure."
"So it definitely won't taste as good as I want."
"..."
(End of chapter)