Force Chef: 780/30000 (saint level);
Wang Teng was elated when he saw the attributes board.
The corresponding enlightennt appeared in his mind, allowing his Force chef mastery to increase.
"Not bad!"
A faint smile played at the corners of Wang Teng's mouth.
After the Ice God Mist Fish Dragon Dance at the Secondary Career Alliance's headquarters, his Force Chef mastery had reached the saint level.
This was a realm he ca up with on his own.
This was the first ti he received a saint level attribute. His mastery of the saint level rose exponentially.
Wang Teng's path was filled with all kinds of knowledge so the more attribute bubbles there were, the better.
Euphelia scanned the kitchen, wanting to find Saint Yale. However, there were too many Force chef masters here, so she couldn't find him.
The Force chef masters noticed the two of them and looked at them in surprise.
Those who could co here were mostly people looking for Saint Yale.
As for grandmaster level Force chefs, the custors wouldn't look for them voluntarily. They just needed to order their dishes.
Every grandmaster level Force chef had their specialized Force dishes. The Force chef would make the dishes according to the order of the custors.
Only the saint level Force chefs were different. If the custors wanted to eat Force dishes made by the saint level Force chefs, they had to co personally.
This was the face of a saint level Force chef master.
The Blood God Clone shook his head and walked in the direction where he picked up the attribute bubbles.
"Hey, where are you going? Don't walk around," Euphelia said hurriedly.
"Aren't you looking for Saint Yale? Just follow ," the Blood God Clone said calmly.
Euphelia didn't know what to say.
Why is this fellow acting as if he's very familiar with this place?
Isn't this his first ti here?
Could it be that he's more familiar than her?
Euphelia chased after him hurriedly.
The grandmaster level Force chefs were astounded. This person was able to find Saint Yale's location. Was he a Force chef too? Also, he seed to be a high-level Force chef.
Only Force chefs understood that the Force dishes made by Force chefs had different slls.
The sll of a saint level Force chef was as eye-catching as a pearl in the sand among the grandmaster level Force chefs.
The Force chefs in the kitchen stopped what they were doing and looked at the Blood God Clone and Euphelia silently.
Euphelia noticed the situation too. She was surprised and looked at the Blood God Clone in front.
Does he really know where Saint Yale is?
Euphelia didn't say anything else. She followed the Blood God Clone through the cooking tables and finally arrived in front of a door.
Her eyes lit up.
The person who could have his own kitchen here must be Saint Yale.
She glanced at the Blood God Clone. How did he find it? Was he a dog? Did he have a sharp nose?
"Why are you looking at ? Greet him!" The Blood God Clone said.
The curiosity in Euphelia's heart disappeared without a trace. She wanted to curse.
Did this fellow treat her as his lackey?
Even if he was the Blood Son, he shouldn't bully her like this. She was the Bloodslayer Princess.
But when she rembered Saint Yale's Force dishes, she still walked forward and knocked on the door.
"Co in!"
A hoarse voice ca from behind the door. Then, the door opened.
The Blood God Clone walked in casually. Euphelia glared at his back view and gritted her teeth as she followed him.
"Pick them up! Pick them up!"
Wang Teng was elated. He didn't think that there would be more attribute bubbles in the kitchen. He picked them up without any hesitation.
Force Chef (saint level)*300
Force Chef (saint level)*500
Force Chef (saint level)*350
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In an instant, Wang Teng's mastery of the saint level Force Chef rose again.
Different enlightennts appeared in his mind, allowing his Force chef mastery to rise continuously. It felt amazing.
Force Chef: 3300/30000 (saint level);
"This is incredible!"
When he picked up all the attribute bubbles in the kitchen, the Force Chef attribute on his attributes board had reached 3300 points.
Wang Teng felt that it would be much easier for him to make the Ice God Mist Shadow Dragon Dance now.
This was the difference in mastery.
He had to admit that the speed of improvent was amazing.
One saint level Force chef was enough for him to rise so much. If there were a few more divine level Force chefs, he would be able to reach the peak of the saint level quickly.
He felt happy just thinking about it.
However, he knew that this was a little unrealistic. If he wanted to reach the peak of the saint level, he needed the attribute bubbles dropped by chefs at the peak of the saint level.
If it was just the attribute bubbles dropped by a Force chef master at the initial stage of the saint level, it would only allow him to rise to the initial stage of the saint level.
Wang Teng stopped thinking about it and retracted his thoughts. He looked into the kitchen and was stunned.
A familiar figure entered his vision.
The Blood God Clone squinted. There was an ambiguous smile on his face as he looked at the figure.
"Xanor."
Euphelia walked up from behind and saw the figure imdiately. She was extrely surprised. She didn't expect soone else to be here besides them. What's more, he wasn't a devil titan. He was soone of the sa generation as them.
"It's you!" Xanor's gaze landed on the Blood God Clone. The blood-red mask was too obvious and it left a deep impression in his mind. What's more, the guy hated him to begin with. Anger burned in his heart when he saw him.
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