Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain Chapter 652 Wang Lu, You’re Such A Cheap Person!

"This overwhelming-with-sadness food…"

In the restaurant hall, the huge Food Immortal sat on a thick stone block. His slender hand could

reach any corner of the table and when eating, his arm could sweep across like a long whip. But

now, his two stout arms were carefully holding a porcelain bowl, motionless.

The Food Immortal's expression was serious, staring at the bowl in his hands while his mouth

muttering strange syllables and his throat swallowing down his own saliva...

After a moment, he slowly spoke.

"The chef of this overwhelming-with-sadness food is really depressed and his mentality was

tortured. Moreover, they stack one upon the other, continuously without end, making it endless

lingering memories. But, there's a ray of hope in the despair… this should be the highest realm

of overwhelming-with-sadness food. Even if an immortal goes to the kitchen, it would still be

difficult to reach this realm. But, after I tasted it for a long time, within the ray of hope, there's a

trace of deeper madness, which made the artistic conception of this bowl of food completely

surpa.s.sed the overwhelming-with-sadness. If there's a flaw in this food, then that is it—you

should not constrain such a great work in an ordinary framework."

w.a.n.g Lu was silent for a moment and then nodded seriously. "Senior Food Immortal is indeed

amazing, such a difficult situation has been solved by you, I now want to give you two points."

The Food Immortal put down his bowl but was not in a hurry to taste the next dish.

At this time, his score was already close to two hundred, twenty points ahead of Aya. And by

this time, the food tasting had become increasingly difficult. The time to solve the problem had

also prolonged. Thus, there was no need to be in a hurry.

The level of the dishes was elevated.

The so-called flaw would only exist after there was a perfect standard beforehand. For simple

dishes, the standard might be high, but not so complicated. For example, a simple home

cooking should not require deep and complex feelings. Perhaps a brilliant chef could pour

emotions into it, but that was just the icing on the cake, not the necessary process.

However, if it was the overwhelming-with-sadness food, if the overwhelming-with-sadness could

not be experienced in the food, then the food could not be regarded as being qualified. As for

the deep-as-ocean feeling soup, nine revolutions worries and so on, the same was true. Tasting

such dishes required more delicate effort. In addition to the taste, one should also taste the

infused feelings. The flaws of the dishes were not so obvious, but instead, they were hidden and

tricky.

In order to increase the difficulty of the compet.i.tion, w.a.n.g Lu had set up the order of the serving

very meticulously. Some dishes were almost perfect, but the dishes next to them were full of

flaws! Even to the point of reaching two hundred flaws, which was enough to make such dishes

difficult to swallow… But according to the rules, the Food Immortal had to endure it all and point

out all the flaws one by one.

Constantly switching the taste buds between this kind of different style of dishes and accurately

grasping the essence of each dish… It was indeed very heavy for the Food Immortal. Although

he had gotten nearly two hundred points, there were already three answers where he missed

the flaws. However, it was almost impossible for him to find any flaw in the just now

overwhelming-with-sadness food.

"I'm curious, how on earth did the chef do that? Although the infused feelings did not meet the

meaning of overwhelming-with-sadness food, it's also a rare delicacy."

It was a great skill to be able to taste the flaws, but the chef who could make such complicated

flaws was also quite remarkable. At least, the Food Immortal knew that he would never be able

to pour such deep and complex feelings into a dish without relying on his immortal technique

and cultivation base. However, the chef who cooked that dish was just an ordinary human

being.

Upon hearing this, w.a.n.g Lu's face lit up as if he had been looking forward to this smile for a

long time. "The unique emotion is of course based on his unique experience. Let me make the

long story short. When he was young, he suffered great misfortunes which led to his family

being wrenched apart, making his heart turned to ashes. When he reached middle-age, his

cooking skill reached the stage of perfection. By chance encounter, he met a young girl with

excellent cooking skills. The two then become a husband and a wife, basically a happy couple.

His heart was revived as a result. However, not long after, he found out that his wife was

actually his daughter who had been lost many years ago."

"Pfft!"

A sip of tea was sprayed out from the mouth of the Food Immortal!

"No wonder that in his dish, despair and hope are intertwined… but, there's a hope within

despair in this meal, did he want to conceal the ident.i.ty of his wife, not letting people discover

the truth?"

w.a.n.g Lu said, "I also hope that things would go so smoothly. Unfortunately, when his wife found

out the truth, she left a suicide note and disappeared."

The Food Immortal asked, "So his only hope was to find his wife?" Inwardly, however, he

thought that this was not a good choice.

Sure enough, w.a.n.g Lu sighed. "He did find his wife who lived in seclusion, but his wife chose to

kill herself when they met. They should not have met."

"Would...wouldn't this all cause despair for him?"

"No, because his wife left him a daughter, his own flesh and blood. Although it was a twisted

blood, his only hope was to carve out a jade from a raw powder."

The Food Immortal was silent for a long time, during which Aya gained five points but he didn't

move even for half an inch.

"w.a.n.g Lu, you're tough. After hearing your story, I couldn't eat for a quarter of an hour."

w.a.n.g Lu said with a smile, "Senior you must not misunderstand. That is not my story, but that of

a poor man. I just dig it up and present it to you."

The Food Immortal inwardly sneered, thinking, why didn't you tell such a disgusting story on the

opposite table? However, on second thought, Aya was solely devoted to the food tasting, never

asking the origin of the dishes—she judged them by relying on her against-the-heaven instinct.

At this time, her heart was filled with wins and loses, so she was not very concerned about the

story behind the food.

"But, don't think that you could win in this way. This is just an insignificant skill, nothing more!"

w.a.n.g Lu revealed a faint smile. "Insignificant skill? Senior, you misunderstood. Insignificant

skills are already behind us. What lay in front of us is the open and aboveboard test, but

unfortunately, it seems that you couldn't win."

The Food Immortal let out a cold humph, open and aboveboard? Are you kidding me? Sure

enough, you're just like what Xuan Mo and the others said, someone with an extraordinary

lower limit of integrity!

As for the insignificant skill, if you have that then bring it out. In the food tasting compet.i.tion, how

could I lose? Whatever means you use, you would still end up bowing before me!

With this in mind, he carefully tasted dozens of dishes and acc.u.mulated a total of two hundred

and fifty points. At this time, it was already half the total points needed to win the compet.i.tion,

and the difference between Aya and the Food Immortal had reached thirty points.

Aya's intuition, though keen, was not omnipotent after all.

At this point, a considerable audience had gathered outside. They came not only for the

compet.i.tion itself but more importantly, this was the first public appearance of w.a.n.g Lu since

the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals' nearly one hundred consecutive defeats. The

significance of this match was undoubtedly like the horn of the counterattack!

It was just that, the contestant of the match was not w.a.n.g Lu himself, but a Western Continent

woman who seemed strange to many people. Regarding the story of Aya, many people in the

Nine Regions were still unfamiliar about it, but after watching half of the match, many people

were very impressed by her.

Although her score was still lagging behind, the fact that she was able to closely follow the Food

Immortal was already a great achievement. Previously, when the Union of Ten Thousand

Immortals lost a hundred times in a row, in almost every match they were completely crushed,

regardless of whether it was a martial compet.i.tion or cultural compet.i.tion, the Earth Immortals

were relentless.

Moreover, according to w.a.n.g Lu's words, did he mean that in the second half of the match, the

situation would be more favorable? In other words, he intended to win this match?

"But… I think that the woman, though formidable, there's still a gap between her and the Food

Immortal."

"Although the gap is not big, the total points required is five hundred and I couldn't see how she

could turn her situation around. Even the so-called tricky set of dishes have been dealt with by

the Food Immortal one by one. I couldn't imagine what difficulties could trap him."

When the crowd was talking, a new dish was added to the Food Immortal's table

This time, it was a bit different from the previous one. The container was extraordinarily

exquisite and the plate was much more delicate. Inwardly, the Food Immortal knew that the

level of food had been improved again, above the level of overwhelming-with-sadness food. It

had begun to pursue the comprehensive unification of color and scent, which was also the

highest realm of common delicacy.

So far, the standard of delicacy could be said to close to infinitely high, any slight deviation

could be regarded as a flaw, thus he should take this very seriously.

The next moment, he wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes, took out a pair of bamboo

chopsticks from his sleeve, held them in his right hand, and then gently picked up a piece of fish

in front of him.

This was the first time he used the tableware and his solemn gesture could be clearly seen. In

order to appreciate the best dishes, he also a.s.sumed the most high-level stance.

However, a moment later, he frowned.

Because there was no flaw. No matter how he tasted it, the fish in his mouth was perfect, the

plate was also impeccable.

Could it be that this dish had no flaw? But, this did not coincide with w.a.n.g Lu's initial

introduction of the match… Or, in a table that was filled with imperfect dishes, a dish that was

too perfect was the flaw itself?

Food Immortal began to hesitate, not due to his judgment as a foodie, but as a necessary

wisdom of a contestant.

However, at the same time, Aya did not hesitate to catch up to him. The difference between

them got increasingly smaller, from thirty to twenty, and then from twenty to ten. Eventually, she

would go hand in hand with him!

The Food Immortal finally could not bear it. He chose to believe his own judgment as a foodie.

"This dish is flawless."

The next moment, he saw w.a.n.g Lu's face smile.

"Sorry, your answer is incorrect. One point deduction."

This was the first mistake of the Food Immortal since the compet.i.tion began… Unsurprisingly,

the Food Immortal closed his eyes and opened his mouth to ask, "Where's the flaw?"

w.a.n.g Lu said, "There's a slight defect in the decoration of this brocade dragon fish… look at the

poem on the plate."

The Food Immortal then took a look. On the delicate plate, there was indeed a well-known

seven words quatrain, which was a famous poem that he had read in ancient times.

"What's wrong with this poem?"

w.a.n.g Lu said with a smile, "Look at the third word on the second line… that is a typo."