I returned to my room.
My heart was still racing.
After winning the competition, I finally had my own room.
Liu Feng's gaze felt like a knife.
It was etched into my back.
I walked to the edge of the bed.
I sat down.
Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm myself.
Suddenly,
a red shadow flashed by.
Chi Jiu Bird landed on my shoulder.
I thought I was dreaming again, pinching myself a few times in an effort to wake up, but I still didn’t come to.
"Are you okay?" it tilted its little head and asked me in a strange tone.
It really was a divine bird.
I forced a smile.
"I'm fine."
"You’re lying," the Chi Jiu Bird hopped in front of me, using its tiny claws to scratch my hand. "You’re scared."
I was taken aback.
This bird could actually see through my emotions.
"Can you tell me about those kitchen tools you gave me?" I asked cautiously.
A glimmer of light flashed in the Chi Jiu Bird's eyes.
"They belong to you."
My heart raced once more.
"What does it mean?"
The Chi Jiu Bird jumped onto the table.
"Long ago..." it began to tell the story.
"Your family has guarded the Divine Kitchenware."
"These kitchen tools possess great power."
"They can change people's hearts."
"Even..."
It turned out that my ancestors used to prepare sacrificial dishes.
The meals they created could even communicate with the realms of the living and the dead.
For ordinary people, the greatest benefit was that these dishes could dispel negative energy and toxins.
Those who were tormented by Ghosts and Monsters would recover after eating these meals.
As for my few pieces of kitchenware, they not only enhanced my culinary skills but also came with such beneficial attributes.
I was left speechless.
This was just too exaggerated, wasn't it?
"What... what should I do?"
"Use the kitchenware," Chi Jiu Bird said, looking at me. "Awaken their power."
I took a deep breath.
With Chi Jiu Bird by my side, I approached the kitchen counter.
I picked up the kitchen knife.
Master Li Xiang had told me that this knife was the only keepsake my mother left for me.
But when my mother passed away, I was too young to remember anything.
I closed my eyes.
I focused my mind.
I imagined my mother's smile.
Imagining the taste of home.
Suddenly,
a warm current surged through my body.
I opened my eyes.
The kitchen knife emitted a faint golden glow.
I felt a surge of power within me.
I picked up some simple ingredients.
And began to cook.
My movements became incredibly smooth.
Countless recipes floated through my mind.
My hands seemed to have a consciousness of their own.
Before long.
A dish of stir-fried beef ribs, bursting with color, aroma, and flavor, was finally complete.
I took a bite.
The taste… was simply indescribable.
The fragrance of green peppers, carrots, and onions had completely infused the beef ribs.
I felt as if… I were in paradise.
Just then, a commotion erupted outside the door.
Someone was coming!
I immediately became alert.
"Open the door!" a rough voice shouted from outside.
I took a deep breath.
Gripping the kitchen knife tightly.
Prepare for battle.
The door was smashed open.
Several men in black rushed in.
"Capture him!"
I swung the kitchen knife.
A flash of steel cut through the air.
One of the men in black fell to the ground.
The others were stunned.
They hadn't expected me to fight back.
Seizing the opportunity, I grabbed the Chi Jiu Bird.
I dashed out of the kitchen.
I ran to the backyard.
Hiding behind a pile of firewood.
"What should we do?" I whispered to Chi Jiu Bird.
"Fly!" Chi Jiu Bird replied, "I'll take you with me!"
I was taken aback.
Fly?
How... how is that possible?
Suddenly, Chi Jiu Bird grew larger.
It transformed into a gigantic Firebird.
"Get on!" it said to me.
I hesitated for a moment.
But I climbed onto its back.
Chi Jiu Bird spread its wings and soared into the sky.
Soaring into the night sky.
I glanced back.
The kitchen was ablaze with flames.
Liu Feng's people... were still chasing us.
I clutched tightly to the feathers of the Chi Jiu Bird.
My heart was filled with fear.
The Chi Jiu Bird let out a long cry.
I had no idea where I was being taken.
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