Douluo Continent: The Spirit-Eyed Detective Huo Yuhao

"Why is there a match all of a sudden?" Hyotei asked.

On the cutting board,

The ultimate artifact, the Ghost Carving Divine Blade, has already appeared in Rong Nianbing's hands.

"Where the ghostly hand falls, the world changes; carving waves that swirl a hundred times; divine craftsmanship endures through the ages; the blade rises, the waning moon reflects in the cold spring." A ghostly blue light spun continuously in the center of the plate. With each word uttered by the blond youth, green fragments drifted down. A total of two hundred and sixty-one cuts were completed in the short time it took to chant.

Rong Nianbing proudly placed the plated Jade Dragon in front of Huo Yuhao. He was more proud of his identity as a chef than a magician or a god.

"Nine Azure Dragons Hidden in Ice Clouds".

"Wow, what a delicious cucumber salad!" Huo Yuhao clapped and praised.

“It’s the Nine Azure Dragon Ice Cloud Hidden… although it really is just cucumber salad…” Rong Nianbing felt there was nothing to refute.

"The knife skills are superb, the carving is dazzling, and you can even feel the intent behind the knife. Two hundred and sixty-one cuts, each with a different artistic conception, just like the ups and downs of emotions. Add a touch of ice element magic to give the cucumber salad a refreshing and magical flavor. Long passages of poetry and extremely long dish names can also be used to openly and legitimately... but that doesn't count." Huo Yuhao commented again.

"Hehe, you're quite knowledgeable, aren't you?" Rong Nianbing was pleased.

The Nine Azure Dragon Ice Cloud Hidden was thus presented to the judges.

The family members of the God of Emotions, including Feng Nu, Luo Rou, Ghost Chef Cha Ji, and the children, were all used to Rong Nianbing's cooking and did not show any particular reaction.

"Mmm, delicious, delicious..." Tianmeng Ice Silkworm devoured the food, the ice element magic contained in the dishes was comparable to Xuanbing Marrow, and it was extremely delicious to him. "I give it nine points, minus one point because I don't like dragons."

"Idiot, this isn't a scoring-based competition." Hyotei rolled her eyes, while she and Yukitei ate much more elegantly than Tenmeng.

“Magic and food, what an unexpected combination,” Electrox remarked, savoring the magical transformations within.

Mr. Snowman and the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass didn't talk much, they just ate quietly.

Huo Qiu'er didn't come here. If a mythical beast were to run into the God Realm, Di Tian would immediately explode.

"I see. The emotional atmosphere is the same as the mental seasoning I've always used." Huo Yuhao nodded and took a bite as well. "It really is the kind of food that would make your clothes explode if you ate it."

"There's no such delicacy," Hyotei said.

……

"It's your turn." Rong Nianbing said to Huo Yuhao after the judges had finished eating. He was also looking forward to seeing what kind of dishes Huo Yuhao could make.

Of course, he didn't think Huo Yuhao could beat him.

He had read about Huo Yuhao's experiences in the lower realm and knew that he had some talent in cooking, but had not specifically honed it.

"Haha, no problem." Huo Yuhao put the lid on the plate in a very professional manner and used his telekinesis to send it to the judges' table.

"Let's see what Huo Yuhao will do!" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm eagerly lifted the lid.

Instantly, a blinding light burst forth from it.

"Why are you carving a magic circle of light on the plate..." Tianmeng complained.

"To increase the entertainment value," Huo Yuhao said with a smile.

"..."

The light faded,

There was a cucumber on the plate, lying alone in the center.

"Damn it, you didn't do anything? Yuhao, this won't do. I can't even give you ten points to win like this," Tianmeng Bingcan said disappointedly.

"I already said this isn't a scoring system." Hyotei said speechlessly.

"Huh? This cucumber..." Rong Nianbing suddenly exclaimed in surprise, realizing that this cucumber seemed unusual.

Rong Nianbing picked up a cucumber and took a bite.

Crunch!

"So crisp! Crispy and delicious! One bite and the juice explodes and fills your mouth. It doesn't feel like eating cucumber, but like taking a big gulp of refreshing sweet drink!"

Sweet! Yes, it's sweet, sweet to the extreme without being cloying. Unlike my method of creating varied textures through emotional changes, this concentrates all flavors into just 'sweetness.' Chef Rong Nianbing instantly grasped the secret. "Joy, happiness, ecstasy... this is no longer a cucumber. Like a cyborg whose interior has been completely transformed into machinery, this cucumber has been transformed into a sweet polymer disguised as a cucumber."

Upon tasting this, Rong Nianbing couldn't help but smile slightly. Then she noticed the judges, some of whom were covering their faces in embarrassment, while others couldn't help but burst into laughter, as if they had remembered something happy.

Without exception, their faces were beaming with exaggerated happiness.

"Hahaha, Nianbing, this child's cooking is really interesting!" Ghost Chef Cha Ji also exclaimed in amazement.

“That’s right. My Nine Azure Dragon Ice Cloud Concealment is like an appetizer, while Yuhao’s dish should be considered a dessert. Instead of highlighting the original flavor of the ingredients, it completely transforms them from the inside out. This kind of creation-level transformation is truly innovative,” Rong Nianbing praised.

Finally, the judges voted.

Huo Yuhao's tamed beasts unsurprisingly chose to support him, receiving five votes, while Rong Nianbing's two wives and three children also chose him, receiving five votes in total.

The final decision rests with Ghost Chef Chaji.

"Damn it, they have one more person than us," Tianmeng Ice Silkworm complained, feeling it was unfair.

"If it's a contest of numbers, then what was the point of having food judges beforehand..." Hyotei

“I choose…” Ghost Chef paused.

"Huo Yuhao!"

"Haha, teacher, you've actually betrayed us." Rong Nianbing chuckled.

“Let’s support the younger generation in the culinary world. Besides, this ultimate sweetness is indeed innovative, much better than the old recipes I taught you tens of thousands of years ago,” Cha Ji said with a smile.

"You're a real gentleman, old man." Tianmeng Bingcan gave a thumbs up.

"So, what's the reward for winning?" Xue Di asked the crucial question.

"Hehe, of course." Rong Nianbing stepped forward quickly, and a seed of divine consciousness belonging to the Emotional God Position was slapped into Huo Yuhao's body.

"I'm entrusting this seed of divine consciousness to you. When you become a god, the divine position of emotions will be automatically passed on to you," Rong Nianbing said with a smile. Passing on the divine position was his original purpose.

"It feels like you two planned this." Huo Yuhao accepted the seed of divine consciousness, then looked at Cha Ji and then at the God of Emotions, feeling that the two of them had conspired to give him the divine position no matter what.

The old man, Cha Ji, quickly and awkwardly turned his head away.

"Haha, look here, do you want some divine weapons? These are all my kitchen knives, the Ghost Carving Divine Knife, and seven elemental divine knives. They're all good knives. If you want, you can borrow the whole set to play with." Rong Nianbing changed the subject, lining up the divine knives one by one in front of Huo Yuhao.

"So generous?" Huo Yuhao was immediately delighted. Even if these divine swords were only used to assist in cultivating elemental magic, they would all be super accelerators.

Chapter 150 Return, Sword Fight

Huo Yuhao obtained the seed of the God of Emotions' consciousness, which is the divine seed belonging to his divine position. However, he did not choose to merge with this divine seed immediately, but instead used part of his own divine consciousness to envelop it first.

"Catch it," Rong Nianbing said, and then seven sentient kitchen knives floated to Huo Yuhao's side in response to the command.

Seemingly sensing the emotional seed within Huo Yuhao's sea of ​​consciousness, the kitchen knives obediently established a connection with Huo Yuhao's magical soul core, and the magical power of the seven elements rapidly enhanced his magical cultivation.

"These seven kitchen knives of mine are named respectively: the Sigh of the Ice Goddess, the Roar of the Flame God, the Whisper of the Free Wind, the Melody of the Earth's Awakening, the Hexagram of the Divine Machine, the Dawn of the Holy Light that Pierces Heaven and Earth, and the Curse of the Eternal Hell. They are all top-quality knives, each with its own unique features and special moves," Rong Nianbing boasted to Huo Yuhao.

"These names are all too long," Huo Yuhao complained, but he had to admit that although the names were long, they sounded pretty sophisticated.

“There’s also a Ghost Carving Divine Knife, the one I just used to peel cucumbers.” Rong Nianbing said, as the exquisite carving knife flew toward Huo Yuhao. “This knife has been with me the longest. I specially trained it to be the strongest of all the knives. It’s already at the level of a super artifact. The other seven knives together need to have the power of a super artifact.”

"Oh, so this is what they mean by 'Four Heavenly Kings have five,' and 'the eighth of the seven divine swords must be the strongest'?" Huo Yuhao replied haphazardly, taking the small sword and brandishing it in his hand. His swordsmanship was sharp, and a faint sword intent emanated from it.

A look of surprise flashed in Rong Nianbing's eyes. Although Huo Yuhao's swordsmanship was still a little rusty, it was clearly the same Dragon Rain Dance swordsmanship that Rong Nianbing had just demonstrated.

"Dragon Dance? You were able to imitate it to this extent after only watching it once, and it's clear that your basic swordsmanship is quite good. Have you practiced swordsmanship?"

"I have indeed practiced. I know a little about common weapons like swords and spears," Huo Yuhao said. Because of his exceptional memory and learning ability, he could easily learn to use those weapons after seeing and imitating them.

"Truly...astonishing talent." Rong Nianbing became interested and couldn't help but teach Huo Yuhao more.

Huo Yuhao, of course, would not refuse new knowledge and began discussing it with Rong Nianbing.

Rong Nianbing demonstrated swordsmanship, magic, and common knowledge about the divine realm to him, while Huo Yuhao shared some creative ideas about food, such as glowing dishes, dishes that explode with clothing, and sharing life menus.

Rong Nianbing was surprisingly interested in the food that caused the clothes to burst open, and asked Huo Yuhao to say more.

After gaining some understanding of the rules of the God Realm, Huo Yuhao bid farewell to Rong Nianbing.

"Leave now, it's risky to stay too long. I'll see you off." Rong Nianbing flicked her finger, and a gentle breeze blew, about to carry Huo Yuhao and the others back to the Gate of the Dead.

Huo Yuhao was naturally no match for the power of a first-level god, and one of the thirty-two main gods. His body was lifted up by the breeze and flew backward.

Just as Huo Yuhao took flight, a figure appeared in a corner of the valley cabin. It looked like an ordinary young man, who was just smiling at him.

"He's looking at me?" Huo Yuhao asked, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. "Wait, was this person here just now? A guest of the God of Emotions?"

Suddenly, Huo Yuhao's eyes widened. He remembered where that sense of unease came from. This strange god was only a few steps away from Rong Nianbing, but neither he nor his family members reacted to his presence.

This included Huo Yuhao himself, until just now.

"When did he arrive?!" Huo Yuhao was immediately terrified. At the same time, the flame of thought in his mind burned more intensely than ever before, and strong fluctuations constantly impacted his soul. "He is related to the flame. Who is he?"

Huo Yuhao had long wondered what the mysterious flame in his mind was, why it contained so much chaotic information that clearly came from other worlds, and why it was inside his body...

But all of this was still a mystery, and now, for the first time, he had seen someone who could elicit a noticeable reaction from the flame.

"Hey……"

Huo Yuhao really wanted to talk to him, but he had already been sent into the Gate of the Dead by the wind.

…………

"call!"

Huo Yuhao woke up from the recliner as if he had a nightmare. He looked around and found that he was back in his office at the Soul Master Academy. Tianmeng Bingcan and the others were also lying haphazardly on the office floor.

"Were we sent straight back here...? Who is he? That smiling man." Huo Yuhao called out to Tianmeng and the others, mentioning the suspicious smiling man he had just seen.

“That’s strange. The God of Emotions is also an extremely powerful god. How could he not even detect someone who is just a few steps away?” Electrox was shocked when he heard this.

"Yuhao, don't scare me. Just hearing that makes me nervous." Tianmeng didn't even dare to imagine how strong this guy must be. He was already destined to face a sea god. What kind of expert was this smiling man?

"It's probably much stronger than the thirty-two main gods like the God of Emotions. Could it be a God King?" Snow Empress guessed.

"I don't know. The only thing I know is that he's related to the fire in my brain, and if he hadn't appeared in front of me on his own initiative, I definitely wouldn't have been able to see him," Huo Yuhao said. "However, although I don't know what his purpose is, he probably won't do anything to us right now, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as just taking a look."

"I... have so many questions I want to ask him!" Huo Yuhao said excitedly. He had gained another goal in becoming a god, and he looked forward to meeting that smiling man.

Knock knock knock,

There was a knock on the office door, and the beasts returned to Huo Yuhao's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Come in," Huo Yuhao said, already knowing who was outside the door.

"Teacher." A handsome man walked in, standing in front of the door with his body as straight as a sword.