Chapter 418: The legendary kitchenware, Arenil

“You are going to participate in the Trial of Arenil?”

President Varian suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he repeated the question and looked at Ye Zhi in surprise.

The legend of Arenil has a long history, and rumors have long been circulating on the continent that the Food Association has sealed a sacred artifact.

The reason why no one has set their sights on it is, firstly, because the authenticity of the rumor needs to be verified, and secondly, because the Food Association is close to the capital of Roland, and the Food Tower is heavily guarded.

The most critical and important point.

Even if the big pot in the Food Tower is the real “Arenil”, as a mythical kitchen utensil passed down by the Godly Chef Ander, only the Food Chef can bring out its value.

Back then, the founder of the Feasting Tower sealed the real Arenil on the top floor of the Feasting Tower and personally set up the barrier. Only food masters with master attainments were qualified to set foot inside.

Duke Yeats must have heard rumors about the artifact, and on a whim, he proposed to see Arenil… President Varian thought… If he finds out that he is not qualified to participate in the trial, the Duke will probably be extremely disappointed?
How should I change my words to persuade him to give up the idea of ​​participating in the trial…

Varian was worried. He felt that Ye Zhi would never get close to Arenil, and was afraid that he would vent his anger on him.

Ye Zhi saw Varian’s dilemma and smiled:
“I am also a famous food chef. Irenil should be able to make his own judgment on whether I am qualified to participate in the trial.”

A master-level food chef must first have abundant knowledge of Warcraft and Herbology, and be familiar with all the food and medicinal materials in the world. Secondly, he needs to have a meticulous control over magic and elements so that the magic contained in the ingredients themselves does not conflict when cooking.

Its own soul power must also not be inferior, it must be at least at the sanctuary level in order to cook epic ingredients.

The barrier around Arenil will test the trial-taker’s observation and control over magic and elements, and any slight mistake will backfire on the trial-taker.

Varian was not worried that Ye Zhi was not strong enough. After all, he had already demonstrated the power of opening a domain in the arena and barely met the standards for participating in the trial, but in other aspects… it might be difficult to meet them.

The art of eating requires years of practice.

How could it be possible that Duke Yeats also studied the art of eating?
Unless he is truly a genius unparalleled in the history, he can be favored by the gods even in the way of food!

President Varian was doubtful. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said:
“Your Excellency the Duke has helped the Association solve the problem of the Gorgon Stone Bull. We should thank you… All right, please follow me!”

Food Tower, top floor.

A carved mithril door was tightly closed.

The decoration on the door lintel was very strange. It was actually a wild boar’s head with two fangs in its mouth, but its eyes were not vicious.

Ye Zhi stopped and looked at it for a moment, then heard Varian beside him explain:

“This is the founder of the Feasting Tower. It imitates the sacred pig Shahrimnir and makes a specimen of the Calydonian wild boar he hunted.”

“The Calydonian Boar… isn’t that the Moon Pig?”

“That’s right.” Varian smiled. “Moon Pig is a rare delicacy in the world. According to the recipe, its taste is no worse than that of epic Warcraft.”

Ye Zhi stroked his chin and couldn’t help but think of the Moon Pig in the Moonlight Sect…

“My Undead Regeneration Spell can also be used on other targets. It falls into the category of healing spells.”

Ye Zhi thought to himself, “Then can I ask Moon Pig for some meat to taste, and then cast a regeneration spell on it?”

Hmm… sounds a bit inhuman.

Ye Zhi coughed lightly and shifted his gaze to the mithril gate.

clang-

Varian waved the ring on his hand at the crack of the door, and the carvings on the mithril door suddenly glowed with flowing light and then opened automatically.

My vision suddenly became clear.

There is a vast hall ahead.

The interior decoration of the hall is mainly silver and white, simple and neat. Rows of white marble columns stand on both sides of the hall. The blue flames hanging on the walls are slowly swaying, and the line of sight extends all the way to a large pot placed at the deepest part.

The cauldron is jet black all over, has a lid, and is covered with runes. Two gems are inlaid on the handles on both sides of the cauldron, which shine slightly under the blue firelight.

“That is a flawless gemstone, which is said to be the best carrier of elements.”

Guild President Varian said: “By injecting different elements into the gemstone, the gemstone will also present the image of different gemstones, such as fiery red crystal, azure sapphire, emerald green jadeite…”

“With these two gems, the divine chef can better utilize the power of elements to cook.”

Varian listed them all: “As for the rune array carved on the pot, it allows Arenil to change its size freely. It can be large enough to accommodate the mountain-sized pig Shahrimnir, and small enough to be placed in the kitchen at home.”

“It is said that the Godly Chef once used this cauldron to pour out floods, contain volcanic magma, and collect tornadoes raging in the North Sea. This is the magical effect of the gemstone and rune superimposed on each other.”

Varian shook his head regretfully, his tone filled with endless regret.

“However, that was all a thing of the past several epochs ago. Arenil has not regained its glory for nearly a thousand years… It can only be reduced to a statue-like existence, being worshipped by people.”

“A sharp blade will be covered with dust because it cannot be unsheathed. As for the cooking utensils… it must be a pity for them that they cannot be used to cook delicious dishes.” Looking at the cauldron, Varian’s eyes revealed a glimmer of deep emotion.

Ye Zhi thought for a moment, then walked along the long corridor to Arenil, the deepest part of the room.

Varian was startled and cried out softly, “Your Excellency the Duke, be careful—”

Before he finished speaking, the blue flames in the braziers on both sides of the corridor suddenly rose ten feet, like a raging fire boiling oil, creating a heat wave.

The blue heat waves gathered in the center of the room to form a huge blue figure, leaning on a long stick in one hand and holding an oil lamp in the other. He was wearing a gray robe and carrying a wicker backpack, staring at Yeats quietly.

See this.

Varian’s heart suddenly rose to his throat and even his breathing became stagnant.

That was the will left by Olin Stevens, the founder of the Food Society.

This sanctuary-level elemental mage has delved into the art of food feasting to the level of a grandmaster!

This is not even a test from Arenil, but a threshold set by Olin himself, in order to isolate the extraordinary people below the sanctuary and prevent them from contacting Arenil!
Will can directly manifest in the form of a sense of oppression. When it reaches the sanctuary level, a wisp of will can last for a hundred years, forming an existence that is almost like an “obsession.”

A sanctuary-level sense of oppression came towards him, like a fierce gale, blowing the flames so that they kept trembling.

Yeats remained calm and thought:

“It seems that this barrier surrounding Arenil is essentially the remaining domain of Olin Stevens. This domain exists for only one purpose… to test whether the trial-taker has sufficient attainments in food and drink!”

“Please come back soon, Duke Yeats!”

Varian’s anxious voice sounded from behind.

“Your food attainments are not good enough, and will offend President Olin’s will!”

Ye Zhi took out the epic [Hydra’s Tail] from the ring.

The tail of the nine-headed Hydra was as huge as a dragon’s tail, and Ye Zhi needed to hold it with both hands, with a part hanging down to the ground.

The Hydra’s tail should have been covered with thick and hard scales, but after being processed by Yeats, the snake tail meat as crystal clear as a ruby ​​was exposed, emitting a faint golden light, and the cut surface was flat and smooth, with almost no waste of magic power, which shows the excellent skills of the gourmet chef in processing this epic ingredient.

Olin Stevens’ will was visibly stunned for a moment. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the Hydra Tail in Yeats’s hand. Then his beard twitched slightly and his expression was moved.

“This is an epic ingredient that I handled with my own hands.”

Ye Zhi showed a will of a quasi-saint level and said calmly:

“If you don’t believe me, you can take out another epic ingredient and let me process it on the spot!”

Zuanya complained: “The abacus is so loud, I can hear it all!”

Ancient Rome had an instrument similar to the Eastern abacus, called the Roman abacus, which had grooves or lines on it and was used to perform addition and subtraction operations by moving stones.

The blue old man looked at Yeats with complicated eyes, then slowly bowed to him.

Dealing with epic ingredients is a very difficult task.

Not to mention the difficulty of hunting epic monsters.

The nine-headed Hydra was a notorious monster even in the time of Olin Stevens.

At this moment, seeing this epic creature reduced to an ingredient on the chopping board and being processed so perfectly, the remaining flaming body of Olin was shaking slightly!
Have times changed?

Olin thought incredulously.

Can humans who have not yet reached the Sanctuary level kill and eat the nine-headed Hydra?

Then, he gently waved the wooden staff in his hand, and the blue flames on his body suddenly dissipated, like a whirlpool, dispersing into flames and returning to the brazier.

Behind Ye Zhi, President Varian rubbed his eyes, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

what’s the situation?
Duke Yeats passed the test?

President Olin also saluted Duke Yeats? !

Doesn’t this mean that he is a genuine food master and is also respected by President Olin!
Varian took a deep breath and looked at Ye Zhi’s back in disbelief. Then he realized it belatedly and a wave of shame surged in his heart.

I just suspected that Duke Yeats was just here to join in the fun…it turns out that his attainments in food feasting are even better than mine!
“The legendary kitchen utensil, Arenil…”

Ye Zhi muttered to himself, walked slowly towards the black cauldron, actively released his will to contact Arenil, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

“Let me see what kind of trial the Godly Chef has left for you!”

The moment the will touched the cauldron, it was like falling into a deep pool of water and was quickly sucked into it.

At the same time, the cauldron shone brightly, revealing spatial fluctuations that enveloped Ye Zhi’s body.

In the silent hall, Varian stood anxiously, wringing his hands, his heart beating fast.

“If Duke Yeats really has the approval of Arenil… should I be shameless and ask to be his disciple so that I can further improve my food and feasting skills?”

“No.” Varian shook his head, his rational side prevailing. “By then, not only the Food Association, but also the entire capital and His Majesty himself will be shaken!”

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(End of this chapter)