Chapter 2242

A kitchen knife is also a blade. We spirit chefs deal with kitchen knives every day; it's very normal to comprehend blade intent, right?

Besides that, the combat ability of many spirit chefs within the same realm was actually not weak at all.

At least they were much stronger than alchemists and array masters.

"This..."

Fairy Baihua and Jue Ying were both stunned. Is the combat power of these spirit chefs this fierce?

Looking at the kitchen knives dancing with such wind-whipping force in their hands, this damn thing doesn't seem any worse than the disciples of the Blood Blade Peak of their Dao One Holy Land.

Moreover, the blade light flashed with a murderous aura, and the ruthlessness of their strikes was like that of people who had licked blood from the edge of a blade for years.

This is natural. To become a qualified spirit chef, the first thing you need to achieve is a heart as hard as iron.

Your hands must be steady, and your heart must be ruthless.

This is not hard to see from how they process ingredients; whether it's pulling tendons and removing bones, or plucking hair and skinning, it requires a calm heart and steady hands.

Having processed ingredients for so many years, the hearts of these spirit chefs had long since become ice-cold.

And their state of mind was even more peaceful; there was no such thing as being timid.

After all, as a chef, facing ingredients—isn't this a professional match? How could they possibly feel fear?

Watching one of the Alliance Leaders of the Spirit Chef Alliance dealing with the leading demon alone.

The two should have been evenly matched in cultivation, not far apart, but from the moment they clashed, this Alliance Leader was always in an absolute advantage.

Every move he made seemed to strike at the demon's weak points, making the demon extremely uncomfortable.

This person is not right. How does he know my weak points so well? It's as if the two of us have lived together for a long time.

This demon didn't know that as an Alliance Leader of the Spirit Chef Alliance, a qualified ninth-grade spirit chef about to step into the Saint level.

He had processed at least eighty to a hundred thousand demon ingredients.

When processing ingredients, he naturally had a detailed understanding of the demon's body structure; otherwise, how could he ensure nothing went wrong?

Since he understood your body structure, he could naturally know your weak points.

Therefore, regarding the demon before him, this Alliance Leader of the Spirit Chef Alliance was crystal clear in his heart.

Where to kill to cause pain, where to kill for the best effect—he knew it all clearly.

As a result, facing this Alliance Leader of the Spirit Chef Alliance, the demon was extremely uncomfortable.

Its originally formidable physical body now seemed to be directly sealed; it didn't dare to resist the attacks head-on at all.

Every strike was aimed at its soft underbelly. If it were hit by one, it would be seriously injured, and it might even be finished off by a single blade.

The battle was directly showing a one-sided situation. Seeing this, Ye Changqing called out.

"Just kill them directly. Let's have a meat feast tonight."

"You got it."

Hearing this, the many spirit chefs were completely excited. They hadn't eaten demon ingredients for a long time either.

Being able to eat them earlier than others—how could they hold back?

Immediately, before the battle was even over, some spirit chefs went to boil water, others sharpened their knives, just waiting for the battle to end to cook them on the spot.

Watching these humans start sharpening their knives while the battle wasn't even over, the dozen or so demons were completely confused.

No, you're fighting well, why are you sharpening knives? What does that mean?

"Hurry up! My water is already boiling. You guys haven't finished over there yet?"

"Almost, almost. One more strike and we'll finish them off."

"Hurry up, I'm waiting over here."

"You got it."

They couldn't understand what everyone was saying, but the dozen or so demons could still feel that the humans' attacks were becoming increasingly fierce.

They were finding it harder and harder to hold on, and every move was aimed at killing them.

Finally, the first demon fell, its throat slit by one of the Alliance Leaders with a single blade.

Immediately, other spirit chefs who had been prepared nearby saw this, swarmed up, and dragged its corpse away.

"Remember to process it well. This is for us to eat."

Seeing this, the Alliance Leader also loudly reminded them.

"Don't worry, Alliance Leader, we're more than skilled at this."