Gourmet of Another World

“This is the Nine-Marks Chaotic Tea Egg…”

Bu Fang’s voice lingered in Countess Xia Qiu’s ears.

Foxy jumped out of Whitey’s arms and fell on Bu Fang’s shoulder. She stared wide-eyed at the tea egg in his hand, her mouth drooling. The aroma of the egg and the fragrance of the tea had already whetted her appetite.

‘This must be… something delicious!’ Foxy was very sure about that.

“Isn’t this just an ordinary egg…” Countess Xia Qiu rested her eyes on the egg in Bu Fang’s hand. The simple-looking egg made her frown.

According to the old man, food was a very mysterious thing, but when she looked at it now… she did not feel any mystery. In any case, the egg did smell good.

“An ordinary egg? No… It is not ordinary at all.” Bu Fang shook his head. An egg that had been handled by him would never be ordinary.

While the array still existed, Countess Xia Qiu reached out her hand and took a piece of egg. The tea egg was sliced into three pieces by Bu Fang like a watermelon. She took one. Its cut side was flat and smooth, and the combined aroma of the egg and the tea shook her mind. For some reason she did not know, she felt her mouth water.

Bu Fang did not stand on ceremony and took one piece of the egg. Foxy held one as well, and her little eyes curved like crescents. She was happy when she got food to eat!

Countess Xia Qiu’s beautiful eyes flickered as she glanced at Bu Fang. Seeing that he did not say anything, she decided to eat the egg.

Soaked in the broth, the egg white had turned brownish red. As for the yolk, it was covered in a gray layer, but turned golden toward the center.

She grabbed the piece of egg, put it in her mouth, and closed her teeth around it. She felt nothing hard. Her teeth bit through the egg, and the yolk spread, falling inside of her mouth.

The yolk gave her a rather dry, coarse texture, but the egg white was tender and smooth, which made her widen her eyes. Soon, her saliva moistened the yolk, and when she swallowed, she felt as though countless tiny beads were massaging her throat.

As soon as the tea egg went into her stomach, it exploded with a tremendous amount of energy. The aroma rolled inside her. The combination of the egg aroma and the tea fragrance was almost perfect, which made it a little difficult for her to control herself.

Countess Xia Qiu could not help but take another bite. “This taste…” She did not remember how many years it had been since she had eaten. Her almost-degraded taste buds gave her a taste she had not experienced for so long.

Suddenly, she felt the Chaotic Energy in her begin to boil. ‘This egg can… trigger my Chaotic Energy?!’ Not only that, but she also felt new Chaotic Energy being produced in her.

This was unbelievable. Chaotic Energy was a necessity for someone who wished to become a Chaotic Saint, for only this kind of energy could let an individual unleash great power.

And the amount of Chaotic Energy decided the strength of a Chaotic Saint. The more powerful a Chaotic Saint was, the more the Chaotic Energy they had.

Under normal circumstances, a Chaotic Saint could produce a wisp of Chaotic Energy in tens of thousands of years. Of course, in some situations, the number would increase. But it was rare.

At this moment, Countess Xia Qiu felt her common sense had been turned upside down. She could not believe that a bite of the tea egg had produced a wisp of Chaotic Energy in her.

As a countess, she possessed a staggering one hundred wisps of Chaotic Energy. Once she used them, she could destroy heaven and earth and shake the universe. However, even if a universe was destroyed, she would not be as shocked as she was now.

“This is the power of food… and it’s quite common,” Bu Fang said lightly, glancing at the countess who, to him, was making a mountain out of a molehill.

He took a bite of the tea egg as well. Closing his eyes, he felt the flowing of energy in him. The tea egg did not provide him Chaotic Energy, for he could not improve his cultivation base in this way.

According to Bu Fang’s understanding of the System, if he wished to improve his cultivation base, he had to cook, and the dishes must reach a certain level.

Cultivate? Bu Fang did not need to cultivate. He could raise his cultivation base just by cooking. Of course, at his level, cooking was actually not easier than cultivating.

The fragrance of the tea leaves was gentle and seemed to be able to baptize an individual’s spirit. And the aroma of the egg… Perhaps because of the ingredients, this egg was the most delicious egg Bu Fang had ever eaten.

Countess Xia Qiu closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering. She shoved the remaining tea egg into her mouth. Bits of yolk stained her sexy red lips. She stuck out her moist tongue and licked them. The wetness left behind after her saliva brushed across her skin made her look extremely seductive.

Her chest heaved violently, her brows furrowed slightly, and her fists clenched. Then, she bent forward slightly, squeezed her legs tightly together, and felt a warm stream flowing through her in an instant.

“Ahh!”

Countess Xia Qiu could not help but moan. In that instant, she felt as if she was facing the source of the universe, which emitted a scorching heat that kept stimulating every inch of her skin.

Then, the scene before her eyes changed. Countless memories buried deep in her mind came spilling out. The effect of the Soul Cleansing Tea seemed to be on full display at this moment.

The corners of her eyes were wet. Immersing in her memory, her face turned red, and tears trickled down her cheeks.

Bu Fang watched her as he ate the tea egg. Her reaction surprised him. “Why is her resistance to food so low?” But when he gave it a second thought, he could understand why.

Because of the Queen of Curses, Void City had banned chefs, so there had not been any delicious food for a long time. As a result, these people simply did not know the good taste of food.

Countess Xia Qiu was the first person who dared to break the rules imposed by the Queen. And she was also the first person to experience the charm of delicious food.

“This Nine-Marks Chaotic Tea Egg has another name called… The Overwhelming Sadness Egg,” Bu Fang said, lifting the corners of his mouth.

In the distance, Foxy, sitting on Whitey’s shoulder, shoved the whole piece of egg into her mouth, chewing happily. The white hair around her mouth was all stained with the yolk. The little fellow seemed to be very happy, and her little eyes were narrowed.

Suddenly, the little fox shuddered. Then, she covered her mouth with her tiny paws, and her eyes widened and became wet, with tears flowing out of them. She began crawling up Whitey’s body with unstable grips as if she was drunk.

Whitey seemed to think that she was crawling too slowly, so it grabbed the little fellow’s tail with one huge hand, pulled her up, and put her on its head.

Shrimpy glanced at Foxy, who was weeping. The bubble that it just spat out burst with a pop.

‘It seems that the Overwhelming Sadness Egg is very powerful…’ Bu Fang thought as he glanced at Foxy’s drunk look.

There was no wine in the tea egg, but it still made them drunk. In fact, they were drunk with the memories, for the tea egg could bring out the most primitive memories and sad emotions in people.

Countess Xia Qiu’s face was red, and she panted violently. She staggered a few steps, then her knees bent slightly, and she slumped to the ground with her eyes glazed over.

She said she wanted to feel that old man’s fascination and love for food. She wanted Bu Fang’s dish to be able to make her experience that feeling. In fact, she did not think that Bu Fang could let her heart, which she had hidden for so long that it had become cold and forgotten how to cry, to experience that kind of feeling.

But… She felt that now. A figure seemed to emerge in front of her. It was a handsome man, who had a bright smile on his face. He was clad in a chef’s robe. Brandishing a kitchen knife, he spun and stepped into a sea of flowers, as if to chase his Great Path of Cooking.

Without realizing it, beads of tears streaked across her cheeks. Countess Xia Qiu had long lost her noble air. She was now weeping like a little girl who had lost her doll. Anyone who was compassionate would be seduced at the sight of her pitiful look. Unfortunately, the man who stood before her was Bu Fang.

He clasped his hands behind his back and was very satisfied with her reaction. The expressions and emotions of the diners were the best reviews for the chef’s dish.

“Have you experienced it? Are you satisfied?” Bu Fang said lightly.

His voice pulled Countess Xia Qiu out from her thoughts. Her face froze for a moment before returning to normal. “No wonder Her Majesty wants to kill chefs… All of you are curses, the source of disasters…”

She wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes. She almost tried to kill Bu Fang just now. He had brought out her innermost emotions with just an egg—a chef like this was indeed terrifying. She was a Chaotic Saint, the countess of Void City, yet he could still do that to her.

However, the feeling in her memory and that man’s fascination for food had made her give up the idea. How could she blame a chef, when he was only responsible for cooking the food? What made her sad was the story brought out by the food. Food was the original sin, but the human heart was the root cause.

“I may have some understanding of his pursuit of food…” Countess Xia Qiu said with emotion.

Bu Fang nodded. “Now you can tell me the way to get into District B, right?” he asked seriously, looking at the countess.

She wiped away the sweat on her forehead. Glancing at Bu Fang, she lifted her hand and dismissed the array. “Your Cursed Goddess is in District A. In fact, there are more than one Cursed Goddesses, which means there are more candidates…

“Under normal circumstances, it is extremely difficult for someone in District C to get into District B, but… It is not impossible.”

She licked her lips. She was still savoring the tea egg’s taste. She seemed to be intoxicated by it.

Bu Fang signaled her to continue.

“Void City is, in fact, an immortal divine kingdom. The people in every district are virtually immortal. However, every one hundred thousand years, the Queen of Curses will refresh the population in the districts. That will be the time when you can enter District B from District C.

“But… It will be almost thirty thousand years until the next population renewal. I don’t think you can wait that long. And that leaves us with one last method,” Countess Xia Qiu said.

“What is the method?” Bu Fang frowned.

“The method is very simple…” Countess Xia Qiu seemed to be somewhat excited. She smiled and said, “It is simple and violent… Fight all the way in!”