Chapter 1610 8-Qi Snake Meat Soup

On the South China Sea.

A small boat was swaying along, and an old man wearing a bamboo hat and raincoat was holding a long bamboo pole to support the small boat.

Although it was just a small boat, every time the old man dropped the bamboo pole, the boat would shoot up like a rocket.

It was like a speedboat that was splashing water and shooting out quickly.

The roar continued.

The water behind the boat seemed to be churning.

A straight line was drawn on the sea, speeding along.

Huge waves were sweeping across, turning into waves that seemed to suppress everything.

The small boat passed by. The old man grabbed the bamboo pole and swung it towards the huge wave wall of tens of meters in front of him. He actually cut the wave wall directly, and the incision was actually very smooth.

However, the old man seemed to have done an insignificant thing and continued on his way.

After a while, the outline of the Gemstone slowly appeared in front of him.

…

Bu Fang raised his head in confusion, looked at the handsome figure suspended in the blood pool, and then glanced at the carriage pulled by the horse that day, his expression did not change at all.

Not only these two auras, but also many auras peeking around Bu Fang's senses.

This made Bu Fang's brows frown slightly.

"Didn't the Chinese say they won't participate in this operation? Why is there still a Chinese here..."

The handsome man played with his fingers and glanced at Bu Fang, blood seemed to be flowing in his eyes.

"Haha... Count Dracula, long time no see. How are you lately?"

A crunch.

The door of the carriage was pushed open. This carriage had a strong Central European century style.

From there, a red-faced old man with white hair and white beard wrapped in a big green robe walked out with a smile.

The old man held a dry branch in his hand.

He looked at the handsome man with a smile.

"Hey, His Majesty the Grand Magister is here too..." The handsome man smiled faintly, and his every move and smile seemed to exude ultimate charm.

"There is no way. The spiritual energy sealing point is such an important place, how can the old man not come?"

"If you don't come, old man, I won't be able to hold on anymore."

The old man said with a smile.

Dracula curled his lips, "You said the same thing a hundred years ago...liar!"

Bu Fang looked at the two people talking in the sky.

The spiritual energy on their bodies was very strong, even stronger than the Yamata no Orochi he killed before.

It seems that he should be a strange person on earth.

However, they should all be from the West.

Yu Ge said that the top cultivators on the earth have discovered four spiritual energy sealing points and want to create a complete spiritual energy recovery.

These two people should be among the top practitioners.

If you have time, you can ask these two people where the remaining three spiritual energy sealing points are.

The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly.

However, the most urgent task now is to wake up Suzaku.

According to the description on the pattern, there should be an egg behind the bronze door, and inside the egg a Suzaku is sleeping...

Wait... In the pattern, Suzaku has transformed into a woman. Could it be that... Suzaku has transformed?

Bu Fang was suddenly very curious about the appearance of the weapon spirit.

Count Dracula glanced at Bu Fang and suddenly laughed ferociously.

"Your Majesty the Grand Magister, do you and I want to work together to expel the Chinese people? No Chinese people participated in this operation, so let us Western forces completely occupy this spiritual energy sealing point."

Dracula's proposal was very tempting, at least the group of vampires behind him were impatient.

"Haha, if you want to do it, count, do it yourself, I can't move my old bones."

The Grand Mage laughed.

Dracula curled his lips and gave up.

Because he felt a threat from Bu Fang.

This is the instinct of a vampire. When encountering a powerful existence, you will always feel a sense of threat unconsciously.

This Chinese man,

Very unusual.

However, let him fight with the Chinese and lose both sides. He, Dracula, is not stupid.

"Draculas?"

Bu Fang raised his head and suddenly glanced at the handsome man in confusion.

He heard the exchange between the vampire and the magister.

"Um?"

The vampire glanced at Bu Fang with a faint expression.

"Do you have a brother named Nicholas?"

Bu Fang curled his lips.

Unconsciously, I thought of Nicholas Shuailong.

Neuropathy……

Count Dracula rolled his eyes.

The next moment, Bu Zhi reached out his hand and pushed towards the bronze door.

A crunch.

Bu Fang pushed the bronze door open.

After that, Bu Fang took Xiaohu and Xiaopi, got into it, and closed the bronze door again.

Count Dracula and the Magister focused their eyes and followed suit.

A group of people also pushed open the bronze door.

After entering the bronze door, you are in chaos.

Count Dracula's eyes narrowed and he called to the people behind him. Immediately, several vampires and several chefs came to Count Dracula's side.

"Cook well. If you can activate the formation... Count, I will reward you with eternal life..."

Count Dracula curled his lips and showed a gentle smile.

The chefs suddenly trembled and were horrified.

Vampire immortality?

Wouldn't that mean assimilating into a vampire?

Can I choose to refuse? !

This place is inside the formation, and this is also the most critical step. The strong men from various countries have studied it for a long time, and finally concluded that they need to cook a delicacy that can trigger the formation before they can enter it.

Bu Fang stood quietly on the side.

"That Chinese man didn't prepare a cook, so he might have to wait for us to open the formation before he can enter... Your Majesty the Great Mage, do you really not consider joining forces with me to kill this Chinese man?"

Count Draculas glanced at Bu Fang who was thinking in the distance, and said to the Great Mage temptingly.

"Hehe... Chinese people are not easy to mess with, so I won't get involved."

The Great Mage's position was very firm.

Count Draculas had no choice but to glare at the chefs and signal them to cook.

The five chefs, trembling, stood in front of the formation, their bodies shaking like sieves.

What kind of World God of Cooking Competition is this? It's a big pit!

It's a pit to kill people!

Where's the promised 100 million prize money?

Where's the promised mysterious gift?

But we ended up in this godforsaken place, cooking in front of the air?

If we don't do it well, we will become vampires?

These days... Is it so difficult to be a chef? !

The chefs were extremely resentful, but they didn't dare to relax, and quickly used their cooking skills to cook delicious food.

After all, if you want to survive, you have to cook well...

Draculas was very satisfied with his power.

He liked the way these people were afraid of him.

Suddenly.

The Chinese in the distance also moved.

The Chinese took out a huge piece of meat.

Hmm?

Meat... What kind of meat is that, so strange? It actually contains such a strong spiritual energy?

Bu Fang seemed to ignore Draculas and the Great Mage.

With a move of his hand.

Bu Fang took out a batch of kitchen utensils from the system space bag.

These kitchen utensils are very ordinary kitchen utensils, which Bu Fang prepared to cook.

Putting the snake meat on the stove, Bu Fang grabbed a blue kitchen knife. Although the kitchen knife was good, Bu Fang felt a little rough when using it. The dragon bone kitchen knife was the most comfortable.

Peel the skin and bones of the Yamata no Orochi...

Next, Bu Fang's hands were covered with a layer of spiritual energy, and he began to process the snake meat.

Peel the snake meat into strips.

After cleaning it, Bu Fang heated the pan and added oil, and directly poured the cleaned snake meat into it to stir-fry.

Bu Fang grabbed the pan and flipped the pan in one go. Every time the pan collided with the stove, it seemed to make the pan explode. The sound was deafening.

In the distance.

Count Draculas and the Great Mage looked confused.

"This Chinese, actually cooks by himself?"

"Is this Qigong practitioner a cook? Interesting..."

"Huh... It smells a bit good. What kind of meat is he frying?"

...

The two were in doubt.

After the snake meat was stir-fried for a while, the soup was poured in and the snake meat soup was boiled.

After the flavor was cooked, the seasoning was added.

Take out the purple bamboo steamer, Bu Fang put the snake meat soup into the steamer and steamed it for a while...

As the purple bamboo steamer was steaming, light was constantly emitting from it, which was quite magical!

Count Draculas and the Great Mage were very curious.

They really wanted to know what kind of dish Bu Fang was making?

Of course, they definitely didn't know what Bu Fang was making.

Bu Fang wouldn't tell them either.

Bu Fang didn't expect that the spirit of the weapon was so arrogant that it needed to make a dish to awaken it.

Fortunately, he had just killed a Yamata no Orochi, and there happened to be good ingredients.

Take out the steamed snake meat soup and take out the snake meat shreds separately.

In the black pot, the fire was burning.

There was already a thick soup boiling in it, with shredded meat covered with egg white and starch, and some auxiliary materials in Bu Fang's system space bag, cut into shreds, boiled together in it.

The thick soup was boiling, and it seemed to be a little sticky because of the addition of starch.

Bu Fang poured the snake meat into it, added seasoning, boiled for a few minutes, and then served.

Hualala...

A bowl of thick soup was scooped into the blue and white porcelain bowl.

Shredded snake meat, shredded chicken, and other ingredients together formed this snake soup.

The surface of the bowl was shimmering, as if it was flashing light.

The gushing aroma seemed to spread from the soup bowl in circles.

Bu Fang took a deep breath and was slightly intoxicated.

He had never made snake soup before.

Yamata no Orochi was a monster in mythology, so the meat quality should not be too bad...

The aroma of Bu Fang's dish spread.

Draculas and the Great Mage looked at each other in surprise.

This Chinese Qigong practitioner really made a good dish!

Just smelling the fragrance in the air... it seemed to be extraordinary.

The two looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Bu Fang ignored them.

Instead, he rubbed his hands and picked up a bowl of snake soup.

What?

Why not give it to the spirit of the formation first?

Draculas and the great mage were confused again. Didn't you cook to break through the formation?

How did you eat it yourself?

Both were speechless.

However, the fragrance in the air was too strong. It was the smell of meat, a unique smell of meat...

It seemed to penetrate into their stomachs and stir their stomachs.

That feeling was really... It made it difficult for them to control their bodies.

"Slurp."

Bu Fang held the snake soup and scooped a spoonful with a blue and white porcelain spoon.

The soup was slightly viscous, and there was a layer of paste on the spoon.

Bu Fang blew it and then poured it into his mouth.

Slurp...

The snake meat was tender and fragrant, and it went into the stomach as soon as it entered the mouth.

Bu Fang's eyebrows suddenly stood up.

Hmm...

This taste... is not bad.

Bu Fang thought in his heart.

Bu Fang glanced at the rotating formation in front of him, and Bu Fang seemed to see the huge egg suspended behind the formation.

The egg... seemed to be longing for the snake meat soup in Bu Fang's hand.

However, Bu Fang ignored it at all.

He ate it slurp, very happily.

The chefs in the distance were attracted by the fragrance and looked sideways.

They were amazed, smelled the fragrance in the air, and felt a sense of frustration.

Just smelling the fragrance, they knew that they had lost.

Smelling the aroma of Bu Fang's dishes, they felt that the dishes they cooked had become tasteless.

Draculas and the Great Mage had a bad feeling.

Then they looked at each other and approached Bu Fang.

It smelled really good!

The closer they got, the more greedy they became.

The white-haired, white-bearded mage in a green robe trembled even more.

"Mysterious Qigong practitioner from the East, I wonder what kind of meat you are cooking?"

The mage asked with a smile, but his tone was very polite.

Slurp.

Bu Fang drank a spoonful of snake meat soup, and the snake meat that melted in his mouth made him feel a little comfortable.

"Snake meat..."

"Hmm... Do you know the Yamata no Orochi of Sakura Island? It's the meat of that thing... The snake soup is very good, but it's a pity that the grade of the snake meat is still a little bit lower, otherwise this snake meat soup would be more delicious!"

Bu Fang smacked his lips, seeming to feel a little regretful.

Yamata no Orochi?

Draculas and the Great Mage were stunned, and their faces froze.

What did the young man say?

What snake?

Yamata no Orochi?

That's a fucking SS-level spirit beast!