CHAPTER 800: CHAPTER 799: KIRIN CHILD

Xia Yu and Zhu Qing casually found a place to sit down.

Seeing Xia Yu quietly enjoying Li Han’s Chinese stir-fried noodles, Zhu Qing smiled like a cunning fox and deliberately asked, "Doesn’t being in Qilin Pavilion tempt you at all?"

"Who doesn’t want to be renowned forever?"

Xia Yu rolled his eyes, "Over a hundred years, only eleven predecessors have achieved such greatness. I’m not arrogant enough to believe that I can satisfy those old monsters’ tastes and earn at least ninety percent of the Qilin Coins, and become famous in the present age."

"Oh dear!"

Zhu Qing propped her chin with her hand and looked at him mockingly, "With your love for causing trouble, I don’t believe you’re not tempted."

Saying that, she suddenly restrained her smile, her expression slightly solemn, "Li Han’s explanation of Qilin Pavilion was not exaggerated, on the contrary, he deliberately downplayed it. Do you know what successfully ascending the Qilin Pavilion means today?"

Xia Yu met Zhu Qing’s fiery eyes, and his heart shook a bit.

"Kirin Child!"

Zhu Qing uttered a cool term.

"This is the nickname and designation for the contemporary chefs who ascend the Qilin Pavilion."

She raised her hand and pointed to the walls of this penthouse hall.

In the flickering lights, a total of eleven portraits hung on the walls. More and more passengers were gathering to the top floor, and in front of each portrait, a group of black-cloaked people lingered, seemingly admiring the predecessors’ flair.

However, strangely, Xia Yu noticed that around the eleventh portrait, there seemed to be some taboo force field, and the passengers in black cloaks instinctively quickened their pace as they passed by.

Not to mention standing, it seemed like they were afraid to even linger for an extra second.

Xia Yu focused on the portrait in the light.

"Yu——"

Seeing him suddenly rise and leave his seat, Zhu Qing couldn’t help but call out, but the next moment, she saw Xia Yu walking towards the eleventh portrait on the wall, her pupils contracted, and she was speechless.

Next to the portrait was a column of introduction.

The eleventh Kirin Child was a middle-aged man with thick brows and an imposing presence, and just looking at the portrait gave one a strong sense of oppression.

The description read:

"Chen Dingbang, 1970-2007, the eleventh Kirin Child, the most talented genius in the Chinese Realm during the eighties and nineties, whose culinary skills were unrivaled among contemporaries, and the founder of the ’Food Tyrant System’ in the Chinese Realm..."

The founder of the Food Tyrant System!

Seeing this, Xia Yu was shocked, "I can roughly guess who he was."

"Who was he?"

A voice suddenly came from behind.

"..."

Xia Yu’s heart skipped a beat. He turned his head to see a black-cloaked person standing one step behind him, twitching his eyebrows, "Don’t you know you almost scared me to death?"

The black-cloaked man stood with his arms crossed.

Standing approximately at a height of 1.8 meters, his broad cloak couldn’t quite conceal his strong physique.

Because he was looking up at the eleventh Kirin Child’s portrait, his hood was slightly pulled up, revealing half of his face.

His beard was relatively well-groomed, but the remaining stubble had been frosted with the passage of time, paired with those eyes that seemed to penetrate the human heart. Xia Yu silently muttered to himself, who is this old monster?

"Chen Dingbang!"

The elder suddenly uttered the Kirin Child’s name, a barely detectable coldness graced the corner of his lips.

Was he ridiculing?

Xia Yu’s heart trembled, "Mocking a Kirin Child?"

Aware of Xia Yu’s gaze, the elder suddenly turned his head to stare at him. At close range, Xia Yu found himself unable to meet his gaze, diverting his eyes elsewhere.

"A heart higher than the heavens, a fate thinner than paper!"

The elder indifferent said, "Every generation’s Kirin Child has the potential of a Chef God. This Chen Dingbang, wasted his own future, is not worth lamenting!"

After speaking, he left with his hands behind his back.

Whew!

Feeling the mysterious aura disappear, Xia Yu came to his senses, finding his back drenched in cold sweat, "Not even Elder Xian Zuoemon possesses such a presence?"

"Yu!"

Zhu Qing called him and puzzledly looked at the departing elder, "Who was that?"

"An old monster who evaluated this Kirin Child as having a heart higher than the heavens and a fate thinner than paper." Xia Yu pointed to the portrait.

...

Soon after.

In "Cloud Mist Hall," where Yan Qi was present.

The leader of the Dark World received the elder who had just come down from the Qilin Pavilion, proactively making tea and pouring water.

In front of the table, the elder had already removed his hood, silently savoring the tea, while Yan Qi sat opposite, equally silent.

Thud, thud!

Someone knocked on the door.

Yan Qi heard it and gave the elder an inquiring glance.

"Come in——"

Yet it was the elder who spoke.

Clack, the door opened, a spirited young man lifted the bamboo curtain and entered, stopping a respectable distance from the table, bowing respectfully, and called out, "Mr. Yan, Honored Teacher!"

Yan Qi regarded the young man who seemed in high spirits, showing a trace of peculiar color in his eyes.

The elder calmly said, "Ye Feizhou, since Elder Wei and others have decided to grant you a Kirin-level Killing Recipe, and you have seen the recipe, I will no longer hinder you."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feizhou, who had been anxious throughout his journey, bowed to the ground in surprise and delight, "Thank you, Honored Teacher!"

"However!"

The elder’s tone shifted.

Ye Feizhou quickly stood upright again.

"With your partial understanding of culinary justice, recreate as much of the recipe as you can without forcing it. I only have one requirement, show your flair, and don’t lose in an embarrassing or disgraceful manner, don’t lose face, thus not letting down the title of the head of the Five Talents that has weighed on you for years."

The elder gazed at his beloved disciple, speaking softly.

Ye Feizhou listened in disbelief.

Don’t lose in an embarrassing way?

Is he implying that the head of the Five Talents is doomed to fail?

How is that possible!

"Honored Teacher, I won’t lose!" His blood rushed backward with intensity, his head nearly exploded, and his voice suddenly rose, "I will prove myself worthy of wearing the head title!"

"Really?"

The elder’s gaze flickered, "You may leave now."

Ye Feizhou clenched his fists, reluctantly retreating step by step to the bamboo curtain.

"By the way!"

As if inspired by a whim, the elder spoke again, "Ye Feizhou, have you ever had the intention to challenge contemporary ’Kirin Children’?"

Kirin Child!

Ye Feizhou’s complexion shook violently, instinctively replying, "Never!"

"I see."

The elder’s tone revealed a faint disappointment, waving Ye Feizhou off, "You may leave now."

Ye Feizhou closed the door, standing in the corridor of the Loulin Ship.

His expression changed dramatically.

"What did Honored Teacher mean? Does he want me to ascend Qilin Pavilion and become the twelfth ’Kirin Child’ of the past and present? Can I really do it? No, at my current level, I definitely cannot satisfy those old monsters’ appetites, it won’t work, it’s not the right time yet..." Ye Feizhou lowered his head.

Asked to uphold young generation king’s honor, Ye Feizhou was confident.

But, asked to pursue the title of ’Kirin Child,’ Ye Feizhou couldn’t shake off the burden of being the head of the Five Talents, presenting culinary works, facing those old monsters’ wanton ridicule.

At least in terms of face, Ye Feizhou was far inferior to Li Han.

Inside the room.

Yan Qi and the elder continued savoring tea.

After several cups of hot tea, the elder suddenly said to Yan Qi, "Don’t you have something to say to me?"

"Dragon Head..."

Yan Qi opened his mouth.

"Ha!"

The elder got up and walked to the bamboo curtain, "Yan Qi, I already know about the news from Japan and the Gourmet Association over there."

"Did you think a private culinary duel could forever remain unrecognized, with the results covered up tightly?"

Yan Qi finally changed color.

Facing the bamboo curtain, back to Yan Qi, the elder’s eyes conveyed a sense of appreciation.

"To overpower an old Kirin Chef head-on, such a feat, amongst the young generation in the Chinese Realm, is sufficient to establish his throne, and it’s an unshakeable kind."

Continuing, the elder expressed deep curiosity:

"Why cover it up? Strange!"

The elder lifted the curtain and left.

Yan Qi wasn’t much better than Xia Yu, watching the elder leave while exhaling, his back also drenched in cold sweat.

"The ban order was issued by the Food Demon King, I don’t have the authority to silence the group of giants in the Japan Realm." Yan Qi shook his head, "And would the Gourmet Association publicize such an ugly defeat?"

The fast information transmission by the high-ranking figure in the Chinese Realm was unexpected for Yan Qi.

But what does it matter.

The King, after all, must be elected through battles, like venomous insects devouring each other.

From the start, no one had any retreat!