Chapter 892: The Birth of the Phoenix

A white egg?

How did he even make that?

Countless immortals were dumbstruck from incredulity.

They felt like this had suddenly become a magic show instead of a cooking competition.

An Lin used cabbage, egg, and chicken to create an egg?

How is that even possible?!

However, in the next instant, Emperor Qing Hua’s eyes lit up. “No! This white eggshell was constructed using eggshells and cabbage extract!”

Crack…

The pristine, translucent eggshell suddenly began to crack open.

A refreshing aura filled with vitality burst forth as a boundless golden light erupted from the crack like a miniature sun.

All the immortals waited with bated breath, as if they were bearing witness to a miracle.

Boom!

The top half of the eggshell suddenly exploded open, immediately following which a crisp, sweet-sounding cry erupted.

A golden flaming phoenix broke through the shattered eggshell before soaring into the sky. It circled in the air while flapping its scorching, dazzling wings as it looked around with its beautiful eyes, which were filled with innocence and vitality…

All the immortals were dumbstruck.

Did he just create a living phoenix?

What the actual f*ck?!

How could this possibly be real? It made no sense whatsoever!!!

However, all this was being presented right before their eyes.

A slight smile appeared on An Lin’s face. He had spent a lot of effort in creating this phoenix. The power of the Mutant Blood Phoenix in his body contributed significantly to the process, and of course, the flaming vermilion bird’s help was another vital cog.

This was… the life of the Mutant Blood Phoenix!

The phoenix danced over the heavens, and its cries were like the most heavenly music.

Everyone was instantly intrigued by this miraculous scene.

The phoenix grew bigger and bigger, and at the height of its powers, it was as hot as the sun, obscuring the entire sky as well as the true sun with its incredibly huge body. However, just as there was a cycle in the Heavenly Dao, there was also a cycle in life and death. Fireworks were always most dazzling at their peak, but what followed would be a slow decline before it fizzled out from existence.

The phoenix’s body began to slowly shrink, and its flames also began to dim.

It began to cry with anguish as it resisted, as if it were the embodiment of all the unyielding spirit of all those who pursued dao. It struggled with all its might, not wanting to resign itself to a fate of death.

However, this world was a cruel one, and the phoenix could only slowly waste away as it struggled. In the end, it disappeared into a pile of ember.

All the Heavenly Court immortals felt as if their heartstrings had been violently tugged on as they witnessed the phoenix’s birth, rise, and fall… before its eventual death. In particular, the cry of grief and indignation the phoenix had let loose right before its death was like a heavy blow to all their hearts!

Weren’t all phoenixes on the path of pursuing dao? After reaching their peak, they would all fall into an inevitable decline before being wasted away by the cruel passing of time.

Tears welled up in the eyes of many immortals, and some Celestial Maidens had even been driven to the point of inconsolable sobs.

Hu Jiahao’s eyes widened as his body swayed unsteadily.

He had lost… He had completely and utterly lost in a competition of intent realms in the dao of cooking.

All first-rate immortal chefs aimed to please all five senses and the consciousness of each consumer with their dishes. However, most of them presented lavish and beautiful phenomena that would evoke joy in the onlookers to enhance the flavor of their food by first enhancing the consumers’ mood.

But who could imagine that just the intent realm of a dish would bring immortals to tears?

This was definitely the only dish of its kind in existence!

This wasn’t even a competition on the same f*cking level anymore! Just a simple display of intent realm was no match for an intent realm that had been infused with the observation of one’s pursuit of dao. This was like comparing a crude, slapstick comedy film to a cinematic masterpiece; there was simply no competition!

Celestial Maiden Ying Cao had tears flowing uncontrollably down her face. “An Lin’s dish is so moving…”

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“Is that really just a dish? I feel like I’ve just seen my entire life, woof!” the Heaven Defying Dog muttered to itself as tears flowed down its face.

“This is the unforgiving power of time. It is the ultimate equalizer, the effects of which no one can escape from. This dish is so sad…” The Moon Elder shook his head as countless emotions welled up in his heart.

Just as all the immortals were lamenting the passing of the phoenix, Emperor Qing Hua looked into the eggshell to discover a chicken spreading its wings to try and take flight.

“Sigh… A flightless phoenix is no superior to a chicken…”

It was also at this moment that a flame suddenly began to burn within the chicken!

“This is…” Heavenly Emperor Qing Hua’s pupils contracted drastically as his calm and collected facade finally collapsed.

Countless immortals also turned their eyes toward the chicken, that very same chicken who appeared to be burning with the flame of a new life!

The Heavenly Dao was unforgiving and cruel, but it still managed to retain a shred of vitality.

The phoenix had fallen amid a grief-stricken cry, but its vitality remained!

“Good, good, good!” Emperor Qing Hua praised with unadulterated approval and admiration on his face.

Just this tiny little final detail added another layer to the intent realm of the dish, thereby elevating it to a higher level.

An irresistibly alluring scent wafted forth, sending drool rolling down the corners of countless immortals’ mouths again.

“I call this dish Life of the Phoenix. Please do me the honor of tasting it, Emperor Qing Hua,” An Lin offered with a smile.

“Haha, then don’t mind if I do!” Emperor Qing Hua eagerly picked up his chopsticks.

He tore off a piece of chicken with his chopsticks before placing it into his mouth, upon which an explosion of flavors instantly erupted.

Emperor Qing Hua’s entire body trembled as his face reddened from a peculiar flush.

So good! So stimulating!

It really was too delicious. The skin was crispy and delicious, and even the interior was juicy and flavorful.

It was indescribably good!

Such delicious meat was absolutely unheard of, and to think this was just a chicken!

All the spectating immortals had never wanted so much to taste something for themselves.

They stared at Emperor Qing Hua, who was happily chomping away, and their envy spiraled into outer space!

They gritted their teeth with frustration and indignation, but there was nothing they could do.

They all desperately wanted to taste the dish for themselves…

After Emperor Qing Hua had finished the chicken, he discovered that there was a miniature phoenix constructed from flames at its center. It seemed to be imbued with the freedom of nature, and after its body was consumed, it soared into the sky and disappeared from this world.

“Most roast chickens are cooked from the outside, but Chef God An Lin’s roast chicken has been roasted simultaneously from the interior and the exterior with that flaming phoenix presumably being the second source of cooking flames…

“This is the first time I have witnessed such a cooking method, and it must have required astonishing levels of flame controls to achieve. It’s clear that An Lin has executed this aspect to perfection!”

After delivering a review of An Lin’s dish, he turned to the two people standing before him.

All the immortals, including Hu Jiahao and An Lin, were all getting a little nervous.

They knew that this was the moment of truth.

“From the taste and quality of the dishes, An Lin and Hu Jiahao are on par with one another. But in terms of the intent realm in the dao of cooking, An Lin’s performance was superior to Hu Jiahao’s.

“Hence, the winner of this showdown of Chef Gods is… Chef God An Lin!!!”

Emperor Qing Hua’s voice reverberated throughout the entire floating heavenly altar.

All of the immortals present offered genuine applause; some even let loose cries of joy and celebration.

A hint of disappointment and sorrow appeared on Chef God Hu Jiahao’s face, but he also joined in on the applause. He knew that he had well and truly lost…

Boom boom boom…

A dazzling divine light erupted forth from each of the nine jade dragon pillars. The divine light arced toward An Lin in a magnificent trajectory before setting onto An Lin’s body, placing him under the limelight.

At that moment, it was as if he had been blessed by the divine light.

An Lin had finally reached the culinary peak of the Heavenly Court!