Chapter 1892: Combat Power Test

Seeing Ye Zhangqing nod, Bai Yuan finally let out a long breath.

This tumultuous experience truly made his emotions rise and fall; at first he worried Ye Zhangqing wouldn't pass the test, but the next second he started worrying about their Cooking King Immortal City's Immortal Fire.

If Ye Zhangqing were to collect all the Immortal Fire, Bai Yuan wouldn't even dare imagine what expression the City Lord would have when he returns.

Another Deputy City Lord immediately spoke up.

"Then quickly release the remaining Immortal Fire."

Earlier I was careless, letting Ye Zhangqing absorb all three Immortal Fire at once; now this Deputy City Lord only wants Ye Zhangqing to quickly release the rest of the Immortal Fire.

Don't let him accidentally absorb them again in a daze.

Once this Immortal Fire is subdued, it's essentially equivalent to directly acknowledging a master.

Faced with the eager gazes of Bai Yuan and the two others, Ye Zhangqing helplessly could only release the other Immortal Fire within him one by one.

As these Immortal Fire left Ye Zhangqing's body, they still appeared unwilling to leave.

Instead, they circled Ye Zhangqing, feeling like a bunch of dogs wagging their tails to beg for favor.

Watching this made Bai Yuan and the two others' mouths twitch uncontrollably.

After living so many years, the three had never seen Immortal Fire behave so obsequiously.

To see a fawning attitude from Immortal Fire is truly unprecedented.

In the end, the three took action, driving these Immortal Fire back into the Magma Great River; otherwise, they seemed unwilling to leave.

As for the three Immortal Fire previously subdued by Ye Zhangqing, after cheering and frolicking around him for a few loops, they were obediently taken back into his body.

Regarding this, Bai Yuan and the two others felt mixed emotions, but didn't say much.

After all, the test content was set by them themselves; they had originally worried Ye Zhangqing would fail.

In the end, relying on his own ability, he absorbed all three Immortal Fire at once—who could blame him?

All we can say is that he's capable; these three old fogeys misjudged him.

Just like the first round of the test, Ye Zhangqing definitely exceeded the requirements.

But this time, Bai Yuan and the two others' moods weren't as pleasant as during the first round.

There's no helping it—just thinking about those three Immortal Fire makes my heart ache.

"Next up is the final round of the test."

The Deputy City Lord in the center spoke with a complex expression, his words tinged with a hint of resentment.

Even his gaze toward Ye Zhangqing was like that, as if looking at a faithless man.

Ye Zhangqing also silently felt wronged, full of grievance.

Are they blaming me now? What does it have to do with me?

Didn't you say to subdue the Immortal Fire? You never mentioned a limit—only one Immortal Fire could be subdued—and now you're blaming me for it?

But facing the resentful gazes of Bai Yuan and the two others, Ye Zhangqing wisely stayed silent; it's clear these three old fogeys aren't in a good mood.

As soon as his words fell, without waiting for Ye Zhangqing to reply, the Deputy City Lord who had spoken earlier waved his hand and led Ye Zhangqing away from the spot.

It's not wise to linger here; this kid is strange—who knows if those Immortal Fire will suddenly burst out again and be inadvertently absorbed by him.

Therefore, leaving quickly is the wise course.

Another bout of dizziness later, when Ye Zhangqing regained his senses, he found himself in a dark space.

As the group appeared, a massive formation emerged beneath their feet.

The formation's patterns spread quickly, and at the same time, the Deputy City Lord beside them began to explain.

"This formation has already given birth to a Formation Spirit, whose grade is higher than the Formation Spirit you previously encountered in the Cooking King Hall, and it now possesses self-awareness."

"This third round, which is also the final test, examines combat power."

"Although we Spirit Chefs don't place much importance on combat power, since you are to be the Young City Lord of the Cooking King Immortal City, you naturally cannot be utterly weak."

"For this final round, you don't need to reach the combat power of a top-tier Yāoniè; having the combat power of a Heavenly Pride-level youth from the Immortal Realm is enough."

"The Formation Spirit will adjust your strength to match the Heavenly Pride level of your cultivation realm; winning counts as passing."

The Deputy City Lord explained slowly.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhangqing nodded calmly.

For Ye Zhangqing, this final round of the test truly involves no pressure at all.

Even compared to the first two rounds, this final test is the easiest for Ye Zhangqing—there's no difficulty whatsoever.

Normally, this final round tends to be the most difficult.

For others, this is indeed the case, after all Spirit Chefs truly don't emphasize combat power.

Moreover, they usually don't have much time to train their combat power; more time is spent improving their cooking skills.

Even the other three Young City Lords, when undergoing their Young City Lord examinations, found this final combat power test fraught with danger.

After all, the Formation Spirit won't go easy on them, and the combat power of a Heavenly Pride from the Immortal Realm is truly quite demanding for them.

Where would they find so much time to hone such combat power?

But Ye Zhangqing is different—his cooking skills are astonishing, and his combat power is equally astonishing.

In the Myriad Worlds, Ye Zhangqing's combat power among his peers was the very best.

Even after arriving in the Immortal Realm, Ye Zhangqing hasn't encountered the top-tier Yāoniè everyone talks about, nor does he know how strong their combat power truly is.

However, among the younger generation of the Guo Family he has met, and the younger disciples of the Cooking King Immortal City, he is confident he is not inferior to anyone.

This is not Ye Zhangqing boasting; just look at how he single-handedly slew Zhang Wuyue and his three companions—it's obvious.

Although Zhang Wuyue and his three companions' combat power is still far below that of a youthful Heavenly Pride in the Immortal Realm, Ye Zhangqing defeated them effortlessly.

Moreover, he did it one against four.

So, as the Deputy City Lord's words fell, Ye Zhangqing nodded calmly, and Bai Yuan wore a look of utter composure, as if completely unconcerned.

As the recommender, Bai Yuan had long known Ye Zhangqing's combat prowess—this kid is a freak.

As a spirit chef, his battle strength is absurdly strong.

So for this final round of combat assessment, to Ye Zhangqing it's completely a free point, nothing to worry about.

Even regarding this final round assessment, Bai Yuan had already guessed it, after all, combat assessments basically don't change.

No matter how the previous parts change, this final round will definitely be about assessing combat strength.

Just then, the Formation was fully activated, and before the few people, a figure formed by countless light points slowly gathering together became increasingly solid, quickly condensing into a child Daoist, appearing about seven or eight years old.