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Chapter 209: Dragon Blood Rice and Donburi

Translator: E33 Editor: Vermillion

On the streets of the Iht flashed in the pitch dark alleyway By the entrance of Fang Fang's Little Store, Blacky lay quietly on his sto evenly in a deep sleep

The shutters of the store were firmly shut From the kitchen caainst a board

Bu Fang's slender fingers were soaked by splatters of water With knife in hand, he diced up the carrot on the chopping board with a steady rhyth one's eyes Bu Fang carried forth in an orderly es to his composure It was evident that, for him, this was not yet an impressive speed

Finally, the last of the carrots had been chopped up Then, Bu Fang twirled the knife in his fingers, after which the knife began to twirl like a wind it back into the knife holder

Bu Fang stretched his body and yaith his parted lips Whenever he had ti techniques As sohest level of the food chain, the God of Cooking in the Fantasy World, he couldn't slack off Heseriously to perfect a chef's essential techniques

Having wiped off the water spots on his hand, a glint of excite's cool eyes His state of mind connected with and entered the system

"The temporary task is conon Blood Rice, and a ten percent advance sress on his cultivation had not been slow If anything, the speed of his breakthroughs was as fast as wind in co, his focus on cultivation was not the combat capacity associated with it For hihs was to develop a stabler true energy, thereby enabling hiy dishes he cooked

Even though he was a fifth grade Battle-King at this point,process The current supply of his true energy was near exhaustion, and this was certainly bad news for hion Bone Knife for too long given his present cultivation level…

Just irade, half way, into a black luy depletion the next ti

The rewards of the syste's lips Following the system's instructions, he bent down, opened the lower kitchen cabinet, and took out a cera's surprise, this pot was quite heavy The Dragon Blood Rice could be found inside

Placing the pot on the table, Bu Fang unscrewed the lid of the ceraent scent of rice fragrance The save one the urge to inhale deeply

Bu Fang's eyes glistened as he observed the plurains of rice within the ceralance, it evoked a dark and glooh, one would discern a bewitching hue of blood red radiating froon Blood Rice? See pursed his lips, picked up a grain of rice with two fingers, and leaned closer to study it

"The Dragon Blood Rice is watered by the blood of a seventh grade spirit beast, the Viper Dragon It absorbs the vitality and blood essence of the Viper Dragon, and is harvested into rice under harsh environrains of rice are pluy and spirit energy To suredient" The syste was taken back He couldn't help but feel it was a pity that this Dragon Blood Rice was irrigated by the blood of Viper Dragon instead of a True Dragon That distinction redient

However, Bu Fang did not fret over this, since the Systeredients at best Retrospectively, it may be due to the fact that his capabilities were lih in cultivation, he could perhaps obtain ingredients of higher quality

Bu Fang rubbed his chin as he gazed at this pot of Dragon Blood Rice The systeon Blood Rice Hence, Bu Fang would have to rely on hion Blood Rice

He grabbed a fistful of Dragon Blood Rice Pitter-patter, grains of rice slipped through the cracks of his fingers and sprinkled into the ceray and vitality energy that passed through his pal curled his lips A plan was in place