Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

Master Chef, Zhou Xing, was a name that every chef would know. He was also a god in the eyes of many chefs.    

    

He was the first one to bring Huaxia's culinary skills to the world. He also proved to the world that Huaxia's culinary skills were not only targeted at Chinese, but also the whole world. It was an existence that could conquer the entire world.    

    

"Old Heavenly Master, do you know where Master Chef Zhou is?" Wu Lai's eyes lit up. If he could communicate with the former Master Chef, he believed that his culinary skills would definitely improve by leaps and bounds!    

    

"Of course. Monk Wu, you have fulfilled your duty in Longhu Mountain. Since there is still the Chef Competition, I can naturally help you. You should rest well today. We will leave tomorrow." Old Heavenly Master said.    

    

"Thank you, Old Heavenly Master!" Wu Lai's face lit up with joy.    

    

However, in the blink of an eye, he immediately lit the stove. According to Old Heavenly Master, he wanted to purely rely on the stove to cook, and at the same time, prepare some suitable food for Lu Sheng.    

    

...    

    

"So fragrant, what kind of taste is this?" Lu Sheng quickly got up. The moment he got up, some of his injuries were affected, causing his facial expression to change. Then, he saw Wu Lai walking in with a bowl of porridge in his hand.    

    

"Are you hungry? I went to the kitchen to make something. I thought about what you should eat. So I made you a bowl of porridge." Wu Lai placed the porridge beside his bed and said, "I added some vegetables and other stuff. It's not difficult to digest. I also added some nutrients. "    

    

"Yes." Even if he was a Celestial Stage warrior, he would not eat anything for a long time. Back at the Cliff of Thoughts. He only had some simple meals every day. Sometimes, he would even lose his rationality. He would not eat. The reason why he was hungry now was because he had been injured. His body needed to replenish energy. Besides, the simple porridge in Wu Lai's mouth was too fragrant. It made him unable to control his appetite.    

    

Wu Lai looked at Lu Sheng who picked up the porridge and wolfed it down. He smiled faintly, but soon his smile disappeared.    

    

He discovered that if he didn't use the Force of Nine Yang to cook... Although the taste wasn't bad, compared to when he used the Force of Nine Yang... It would be a lot worse if he fought for Master Chef in Huaxia. If it was in the world, it would be terrible.    

    

This made him even more determined. Tomorrow, he had to have a good exchange with Master Chef and Zhou Xing and learn from them. He wanted to know what was the difference between him and Zhou Xing.    

    

He could control every step and every action of his very accurately. When he put them as ingredients, he did not have any bias, but the result was not satisfactory.    

    

"Is there more?" Lu Sheng instantly destroyed the bowl of congee. He put down the bowl and asked subconsciously, but after he said that, he realized that something was wrong and smiled awkwardly.    

    

It had been a long time since he felt like having another bowl.    

    

"You should rest for a while. We'll talk later. Your body is still recovering. It's not suitable for you to eat too much at once." Wu Lai chuckled and put away the bowls and chopsticks.    

    

...    

    

The next morning, Wu Lai and Old Heavenly Master left Longhu Mountain and headed to Zhou Xing's residence.    

    

Master Chef and Zhou Xing had not appeared for a long time. When he took down Master Chef, he had once returned to the restaurant to be the head chef for a month. However, it soon disappeared. The restaurant he was in had become the most famous and lively place in the world. There was an endless stream of people who were rich and powerful.