Ei and Kong's Cooking

In the silent night, Kong felt vaguely uneasy. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

As though he had thought of something, Kong vanished in an instant. The next moment, he appeared within the Plane of Euthymia.

The Plane of Euthymia was now vastly different from how it had once been.

After the entire Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had been transplanted there, the center of the Plane of Euthymia was completely occupied by it.

Kong saw two purple figures holding pots, bowls, ladles, and other utensils, fiddling with something.

He had a faint sense of impending doom, though he could not quite put it into words. His scalp simply tingled.

The two seemed not to notice Kong's arrival and continued working on whatever they were doing.

After Ei and the General's efforts, a small pot had been set up over the Fire Spring.

No one knew what material the pot had been forged from, but it could actually withstand the Fire Spring's temperature.

After all, the Fire Spring's temperature had reached what Douluo Continent called the "ultimate fire" level.

Once everything was ready, Ei cautiously poured a little water—or perhaps oil—into the pot. Kong was too far away to see clearly.

The next moment, water—or oil—splattered everywhere. Ei instinctively dodged, then tossed a potato-like thing into the pot, skin and dirt included...

The General watched from the side, while Kong watched from afar. Kong had no idea what the General was thinking, but he only wanted to run!

Terrifying!

Too terrifying!

After secretly slipping out of the Plane of Euthymia, Kong broke out in a cold sweat, his back turning chilly.

He vaguely remembered that neither the General nor Ei knew how to cook.

At that thought, Kong no longer cared about sleeping. He hurried outside to see whether there were any Sweet Treats or novels to be found.

After making a round through the city, Kong tragically discovered that not a single shop in Suotuo City was still open.

Even the Soul Arena had closed for the night.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Kong panicked for a moment, then his expression suddenly returned to normal.

He had bought some ingredients before. Wouldn't they come in handy now?

If he was only making Sweet Treats, Kong could handle it with ease.

He had been too flustered earlier and had completely forgotten about it!

With that in mind, Kong left the city under cover of night, leaving Yu Longwu, who was protecting him, somewhat bewildered.

Yu Yuanyuan was currently absorbing a soul bone, so Yu Longwu was responsible for protecting Kong.

The two took turns. Soul Douluos were still human, and they needed rest too.

"What is the Young Sect Master planning to do?"

Though puzzled, Yu Longwu still followed after him.

After arriving in the wilderness, Kong gathered a great deal of firewood under the moonlight. With a casual wave of his hand, a bolt of purple lightning struck the wood, setting it ablaze.

Kong then took out a cutting board, pots, bowls, ladles, a stove, and a whole series of other items from his Storage Soul Tool.

Yu Longwu, who was protecting Kong from the shadows, and Tang Hao, who was observing him from the shadows, were both left speechless.

Silence.

He had come out into the wilderness in the middle of the night to cook instead of sleeping?

And that was one thing, but his Storage Soul Tool was incredibly well-stocked!

Kong took out flour, water, and several differently colored fruits and vegetables—the essential ingredients for making dumplings.

There was also an appropriate amount of sugar.

Under Yu Longwu and Tang Hao's speechless gazes, Kong worked for over an hour before finally finishing the Colorful Dumplings.

But he was not done yet.

Kong took out some "tree leaves" and tossed them into the pot...

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan must be quite poor. Even their Young Sect Master has to eat tree leaves."

Tang Hao muttered.

Kong's casual wave earlier, which had produced a bolt of purple lightning, had caught Tang Hao's interest.

As everyone knew, when soul masters did not summon their Martial Souls, even elemental-type soul masters could not release their corresponding elements.

Take Ma Hongjun, for example. His Evil Fire Phoenix required a soul skill even to breathe fire. Without summoning his Martial Soul, he could not even light a fire.

Only freakish geniuses among geniuses might be able to directly transform Soul Power into their corresponding element.

That was why Tang Hao had given Kong a second look. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had a worthy successor, though compared to Tang San's Twin Martial Souls, this boy's talent still fell a little short.

It was also for this reason that Tang Hao had restrained his killing intent.

In any case, the boy would never achieve more than Tang San. Killing him would only make an enemy of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and Tang Hao was not that stupid.

Frying tree leaves, adding sugar, adding water, simmering over low heat...

After a series of steps, Kong obtained Milk Tea ×3.

This smell seems pretty good.

Yu Longwu and Tang Hao sniffed the tea fragrance drifting through the air and thought to themselves.

"Hehe..."

Kong curled his lips into a smile and put away everything at the scene, leaving only the Colorful Dumplings and milk tea behind. Then, under Yu Longwu and Tang Hao's shocked gazes, he vanished from where he stood.

"???" ×2

What was going on?

What happened?

Where did such a big person go?

Yu Longwu instantly appeared where Kong had vanished. He frantically searched around, then finally dropped onto the ground.

"Young Master, where did my Young Master go?!"

Yu Longwu was numb.

Tang Hao was numb too. He was a dignified Titled Douluo! Yet even he had no idea how Kong had disappeared!

There had been no Soul Power fluctuations. It wasn't a Soul Power skill or a soul bone skill—he had simply vanished into thin air!

Even a Titled Douluo skilled in spatial abilities couldn't possibly disappear right in front of Tang Hao without the slightest warning!

Having returned to the Plane of Euthymia, Kong had completely forgotten about that.

Besides, so what if someone discovered this secret? It wasn't as though they could crack it.

Kong did not care in the slightest.

Just then, Kong heard a voice.

"Shogun, would you like to try some?"

Ei held a plate of something pitch-black—who knew what it was—and asked Raiden Shogun expressionlessly.

"I refuse."

Raiden Shogun was a puppet with self-awareness. Aside from Ei's will, she could think independently as well.

She could eat, but rarely did—or rather, she had never eaten anything before.

As for this pitch-black "food," this thing that could barely be considered food, the Shogun feared that if she ate it, she would need maintenance.

That was why she directly refused Ei's invitation.

"Husband, you came at just the right time. Would you like to try the meal I made?"

Seeing the Shogun refuse, Ei was not annoyed. She then turned her gaze toward Kong.

Kong's hands, which held the milk tea and Colorful Dumplings, trembled slightly. Keeping a straight face, he walked over to Ei and the Shogun.

There was a table here, though no one knew where it had come from.

After placing the milk tea and Colorful Dumplings on the table, Kong calmly took the bowl from Ei's hands and hid it behind his back. Only then did he say to Ei and the Shogun, "Ei, Shogun, try these Sweet Treats. I just made them, so eat them while they're hot."

Ei looked at the milk tea and Colorful Dumplings on the table, then glanced at the bowl Kong had hidden behind his back. She nodded thoughtfully.

"Shogun, would you like to try some?"

"Mm."

"..."

So that was it?

The Shogun was willing to eat what Kong made, but unwilling to eat the meal she had cooked...