Chapter 510: The True Meaning of the Kitchen Knife, Making the Most Delicious Dish in the World

Chapter 510: The True Essence of the Cleaver, Crafting the Most Delicious Dish in the World?

“I never imagined that Senior Sister Shen’s husband would be a madman. What a pity, what a pity.”

The white-robed man could not help but sigh.

The Heavenly Sect and the Ancient Thunder Gate were rivals, yet they were not locked in mortal conflict; rather, they stood as the two stabilizing pillars of the Ning Kingdom.

The disciples of both sects held mutual admiration for one another.

Seeing Shen Lingxuan’s husband in such a state, the white-robed man felt a pang of regret.

“Brother Tu, let’s go. Speaking with these lunatics is a sheer waste of time,” the white-robed man said, glancing at Third Young Master Tu as he prepared to leave.

But Third Young Master Tu’s reaction caught him off guard.

Third Young Master Tu stood there, hesitating, a trace of excitement flickering in his expression. He naturally refused the white-robed man.

“Brother Mu, don’t speak carelessly. Young Master Qi is as graceful as a jade tree in the wind, a rare orchid among men. Where is the madness in that?”

Beside him, Zhan Wenyu also aligned himself with Third Young Master Tu: “Master Qi is a transcendent hermit, amusing himself in the mortal world. Only those with shallow vision fail to recognize a true dragon.”

As Zhan Wenyu spoke, his tone dripped with superiority, and he cast a look of contempt at the white-robed man.

The white-robed man was stunned, staring at the two of them in astonishment.

He was utterly bewildered. It was as if three friends had been gossiping behind someone’s back, only to find that when the subject of their gossip appeared, the other two friends treated him with utmost respect and admiration.

He had become the clown.

His mind churned with confusion, a thousand questions bubbling up.

But more than that, his heart burned with anger toward Third Young Master Tu and Zhan Wenyu.

“Hmph!” The white-robed man snorted coldly and strode away without another word.

That snort seemed to say: I’m not playing with you anymore.

Seeing the white-robed man leave, Zhan Wenyu quickly apologized, “Master Qi, I was blind before and failed to recognize a true dragon. Please forgive me. How would I dare to bully you?”

Third Young Master Tu also lowered his head and ventured hesitantly, “Senior, I have brought several tens of thousands of taels of silver, hoping to purchase… a light sword.”

“I have no need for money at the moment, and magical artifacts… I only sell to those fated to have them,” Qi Yuan refused outright. “You already have one light sword; that’s enough. Leave the chance for others.”

Hearing this, Third Young Master Tu felt a pang of disappointment.

But at the same time, he confirmed that the man before him was the very stall owner who had sold him the light sword.

“How did you recognize me?” Qi Yuan asked.

“I…” Third Young Master Tu hesitated, then produced a magical artifact. “Because Senior killed some people. Whenever I come within three meters of this artifact, it begins to glow.”

“Oh, is that so?” Qi Yuan said thoughtfully.

In an instant, he understood—this must be an artifact imbued with the Blood of Thorns.

“You two, leave. Don’t disturb my fishing.”

Qi Yuan waved his hand dismissively and slumped back into his seat.

Zhan Wenyu and Third Young Master Tu, seeing this, bowed respectfully and departed.

Before leaving, they exchanged a glance, a meaningful smile playing on their lips.

Qi Yuan took out the Divine Wood Token and asked in the group chat.

“Hey, I killed some people from the Blood of Thorns. If I get too close, their artifacts light up. How do I fix this?”

Qi Yuan was socially anxious and disliked the feeling of being spied on.

Ji Wuyun replied at that moment: “That’s difficult. You’d need to find a special celestial-level weapon master to remove it with unique methods, but the process is painful and will also harm the soul.”

“Why make it so complicated? Brother Cleaver, you’re overthinking it. Next time you come to the Divine Wood Abyss, I’ll give you a bottle of Thorn-Wash Dew. One sip, and the mark will be gone,” said the Blood of Thorns staff member earnestly and considerately.

“Can you give me a bottle now?”

“If Brother Cleaver comes now, I’ll definitely give it.”

“I can’t come. How about I send Yan Shuangying from my Debt Collection Sect to find you?”

Yan Shuangying of the Debt Collection Sect was a shape-shifting drone, composed of a single Yan Shuangying.

“Brother Cleaver, you’re not being sincere.”

“I’m not sincere? I haven’t even discussed with that guy in the group how to destroy the Blood of Thorns yet. Since you say I’m not sincere, I’ll discuss it with him now.

Hey, how many strong fighters does the Blood of Thorns have? Where’s your headquarters? In a while, I’ll personally visit the Blood of Thorns headquarters and wipe them out,” Qi Yuan declared domineeringly in the group.

Ji Wuyun saw this and was speechless.

“This new holder of the Divine Wood Token… his mind doesn’t seem right.”

Ji Wuyun felt like not speaking in the group anymore.

“Our headquarters isn’t much fun. Why not visit the Divine Wood Abyss instead? I’ll have the Blood of Thorns members stand still and let you kill them,” the Blood of Thorns staff member replied calmly.

“Fine. When I’m done with my business, I’ll come right over,” Qi Yuan blustered.

Ji Wuyun, watching the group messages, had a headache.

He felt that the two people in the group were far too childish.

The Blood of Thorns staff member didn’t sound like a dragon; Brother Cleaver didn’t sound like a dragon-slaying hero, but rather more like a great villain.

“This world… is beyond saving.”

The giant ship continued its journey, cutting through the Wei River toward Ye Mountain Lake.

Suddenly, the ship came to a halt.

Several weapon masters flew down from the ship to retrieve corpses from the river.

It turned out that a few days earlier, the Heavenly Sect had clashed again with the Water Lord of Ye Mountain Lake.

That conflict had caused the deaths of over a thousand innocent fishermen.

The bodies of those fishermen had been swept away by the floodwaters, no one knew where.

Now, the giant ship had stopped to retrieve those bodies.

“Their bodies should not be left without a resting place.”

“They were all citizens of our Ning Kingdom, alas…”

“This Water Lord is truly despicable. This time, I will surely repair the Mighty Dragon Xuanyuan and suppress him.”

“We’ve retrieved ninety-eight bodies in total, alas…”

On the giant ship, sighs and lamentations filled the air.

The atmosphere was heavy with gloom. This small setback came to an end, and by the afternoon of the next day, the giant ship finally reached the dock at Ye Mountain Lake.

Ye Mountain Lake stretched vast and boundless, an endless expanse of water.

The people on the giant ship disembarked one after another.

Qi Yuan and Chen Kangbao followed the Shen family’s procession toward their stronghold.

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Qi Yuan thought for a moment, then took out paper and pen and wrote on the paper.

"Old man Chen Kangbao is a gluttonous old man who wants to taste the finest delicacies of the world, so I am taking him to find them. Do not worry."

Simply finishing the letter, Qi Yuan placed it on the table and weighed it down with a water glass.

Having said that, Qi Yuan immediately executed Myriad Transformations and turned into a kitchen knife.

In the past, this kitchen knife would have been huge, as large as a person.

But after his strength increased, Qi Yuan could now slightly control the size with Myriad Transformations.

He controlled his form to the size of a normal kitchen knife.

Then he slipped into the shell that was both hard and soft.

"Transform!"

Myriad Transformations was used again, and Chen Kangbao was turned into a chameleon by Qi Yuan.

"Go, take me away."

The reason Qi Yuan did this was that after arriving at the Shen family's stronghold, he noticed many gazes peeping in their direction, intentionally or not.

He wanted to leave, to avoid everyone, so he had to use Myriad Transformations.

"Got it!"

Transformed into a chameleon, Chen Kangbao carried Qi Yuan and ran outside.

Their figures only caught the attention of some servants, not at all attracting the notice of those Earth-level Weapon Masters.

"Young master... is it safe now?"

Chen Kangbao carried Qi Yuan into a large mountain, where he encountered the most intense danger of his life.

Ahead, a large goose was eyeing him menacingly.

"Safe... and not safe, because... it seems someone is following us," Qi Yuan said calmly.

Chen Kangbao grew anxious: "Someone following?"

He was speechless—who would be so idle as to follow a chameleon?

Just then, a figure landed near Chen Kangbao—a burly man with a malicious smile on his face.

"It is said that the Hengshan Grandmaster's illusion arts are unmatched, allowing him to pluck a hundred flowers without being discovered. I never expected... such a method. Hengshan Grandmaster... reveal your human form."

Clearly, the burly man had mistaken the chameleon for the flower-thief Hengshan Grandmaster.

(End of this chapter)