A very clean-dressed chef walked in and bowed slightly to Sun Ang. He saw an empty table of plates and showed a happy smile.

"Young Master, I am your chef." Every chef will feel good when he sees the food he cooks being swept away and his favorability for this diner increases greatly.

Sun Ang nodded slightly. He was busy eating and had no time to say hello.

"The following dish must be operated on site and is also the signature production of our Dewei Building."

He briskly pulled out a slender blade from under the long table, danced a few sword flowers in his hand, and then knocked on the iron cage: "The meat of the ice-horned sheep is the most delicious among all the beasts, but the real best one must be slaughtered and roasted immediately with a hot fire and eat it in the secret sauce."

He smiled at Sun Ang: "Believe me, I will definitely not disappoint you."

This delicacy is of the nature of the performance. The chef has obviously made it several times and is full of confidence in his conversation.

Sun Ang couldn't wait: "Then you should start quickly."

The chef smiled and quickly prepared the things.

He first prepared the sauce, then opened a cover on the long table, and there was a first-level divine fire stove below!

This stove can control the temperature of the flame very accurately and is best for cooking this kind of delicacy.

The chef waved his hand and his helper began to operate the divine fire stove to prepare for ignition. The chef stabbed the ice-horned sheep through the iron cage to ensure that the ice-horned sheep would not bleed heavily, but died quickly.

Then he opened the iron cage and quickly began to process the meat of the ice-horned lamb. It was ready here, but the helper's forehead was sweating. He had been busy for a long time and stuffed the jade money that was filled with energy and pulled it out. After trying several times, he failed to ignite the divine fire stove.

"What's going on!" The chef was angry.

The chef was helpless: "It seems that something was wrong with this magical object."

The chef was anxious: "The ice-horned sheep must be roasted within one incense stick after slaughtering, otherwise it will not be the best delicacy, and it will smash the signature of our Dewei Building!"

The people from Dewei Tower worked together, but there was no creator among them. Even this first-level divine fireworks cost a lot of money and asked other creators to help build it. There was only one of the entire Dewei Tower. Of course, they could not repair it.

Sun Ang had already finished the food in front of him. When he looked up, the guys were still trying to make trouble: "Why haven't you done it yet?"

The chef was sweating profusely and apologized: "Young Master, if something goes wrong with this divine object, we can't do anything about it..."

Sun Ang looked at the long table. The meat of the ice-horned lamb had been completely cooked, leaving only the last piece of sliced ​​and roasted.

"The most delicious in an incense stick?" Sun Ang asked.

The chef nodded, and time was about to pass: "Yes. After this time, we promise to change another one for you, but look..."

Without a stove, you can't cook on the spot, so it's hard to ensure freshness.

Sun Ang waved his hand and said, "Go away from it, I will do it myself. Wasting food is a crime."

"You do it yourself? But..." Before the chef finished speaking, Sun Ang had already shaken his hand and opened his bag. Clang, three magic weapons fell on the table.

The people in Deweilou were all dumbfounded. Although they knew that those who could afford to eat the full beast banquet would definitely be of great wealth, they had never seen anyone who could shake out three magic weapons.

That is a magic weapon. Even aristocratic families will fight for it without repairing it, and they will get it at all costs.

The four young masters and his group at the other table widened their eyes, and it took a while forcing themselves to calm down.

They can see more than these chefs and guys in Deweilou: This is a creator!

Because except for the Creator, no one can wear so many divine weapons on his body at will. Even those powerful families in Mingjing have one divine weapon.

Who would be so rich that one person would occupy several magical weapons? Only the creator is because they forged it themselves.

"This rough guy is actually a noble creator?" Even as a creator, he would be respectful when he saw him.

Moreover, among Sun Ang’s three divine weapons, there is a third-level divine weapon, which means that he is at least a third-level creator.

However, no one understood what Sun Ang used to do with his magical weapons, including the two warriors of the Sun family.

Sun Ang drew out the Rhino Sword of the Sea of ​​Fire, and a wave of heat spread out. The fourth young master and the two old men looked at each other: Could it be that he thought... no?

Sun Ang raised his sword, and a flash of fire, and a piece of ice-horned sheep's meat was quickly cut into hundreds of pieces, each of which was only thin for rice paper.

And as he waved the Rhinoceros Sword of the Sea of ​​Fire, a wave of fire rolled out, and quickly roasted the mutton, with the aroma everywhere. As the chef said, the taste was the most delicious within a stick of incense.

"Catch it!" Sun Ang shouted, and the two family warriors who were completely stunned then each brought a plate of divine beasts and caught the roasted lamb slices with great agility.

The fourth young master could no longer speak in a coherent manner: "Third and third-level divine weapons cut meat and barbecue, and two major life prisons are used to hold the plate..." There was still half a sentence afterwards, and he insisted on not saying it: The royal family today does not have the same great idea as you, right?

Sun Ang used another sword, and the fire was shining everywhere. The second piece of mutton was divided into hundreds of pieces and ripened in an instant. The two family warriors were already numb and continued to run around the field with plates. Take it.

The third, the fourth, the fifth…

There were eight pieces of lamb in total, and Sun Ang had all roasted them. He threw the Fire Sea God Rhinoceros sword to the side, grabbed the sauce prepared by the chef, and started eating.

"Well, it's really delicious, delicious, delicious!" Sun Ang praised while eating, and took the time to give the chef a thumbs up.

But the chef and the guys were completely stunned. From Sun Ang started to "show" until now, they kept their eyes wide open.

Such diners are really a thousand years old.

On the fourth young master, the three nodded to each other and confirmed again that they must be a creator. No one except the creator would ruin the third-level magic weapon like this!

An old man looked at Sun Ang who was eating at his desk and said with Yuanxi: "What's going on with that flame? How could the third-level divine weapon trigger flames?"

"Is it because that kid's martial arts are unique?"

"I don't look like it. I can still tell some differences by relying on divine weapons and by relying on my own."

The three of them did not discuss the result, but when they looked at Sun Ang's eyes, they became even more awe-inspiring, and the previous contempt disappeared.

Sun Ang had enough food and drink, rewarded the chef and the guys with a few jade coins, and then went downstairs to leave.

"Follow up and find out his identity." The fourth young master suddenly felt like he was making friends. Such a young third-level creator would be worth it even if he was humble and flattering.

Moreover, my situation in the family has not been very good recently.

"Yes." An escort immediately followed.

Sun Ang casually said to two family warriors: "Let the family notify Sun Yi and the others, and give them a huge advantage, so that they can quickly and violently roll over."

The two warriors were flushed with their faces, and they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh: "Tell me the original words?"

"Of course!" Sun Ang picked his teeth: "I took such a big advantage and took three bastards. If I don't scold me, how can I make a profit?"

The two of them went out to deliver the message, and the other accompanied Sun Ang back to the Creation Academy.

In the next few days, Sun Ang studied creation skills in the Heavenly War Hall in the morning, went to Zhao Wuwang in the afternoon, and learned talisman seals with two masters, and spent the evening practice.

As for the Martial Arts Academy, everyone thought he was preparing for the Qingyun Examination, so he gave him the greatest degree of freedom.

Although there is no top-level materials, Sun Ang can still ensure that he can create a second-level magic weapon every day.

On the third day, Sun Yi and the other two rushed over anxiously: "Young Master, our good brother! Tell me what big cheapness is there?"

Sun Ang threw out the Fire Sea God Rhino Sword and two other second-level divine weapons: "It's reserved for you."

Sun Yi turned around the Fire Sea God Rhino Sword first: "Haha, third-level divine weapon! That's great!"

Sun Tang and Sun Jian didn't compete with him, and chose two other top second-level magic weapons, both of which were smiling.

Sun Ang said: "There are not so many good materials at the moment, so I can only refine a third-level magic weapon. You two will use it first. I will help you improve it in the future."

Sun Yi couldn't wait to pull out the Fire Sea God Rhino Sword, and the fire filled the hall immediately!

"What a powerful power, it can actually inspire flames!" Sun Yi was surprised again. Sun Ang said the characteristics of the sword. Sun Yi opened his arms and rushed forward: "Mr. Ang, I love you so much!"

Sun Ang respectfully and thanked Bumin: "Stay away from me!"

Sun Yi couldn't let go of the Fire Sea God Rhino Sword and praised it: "It's great. Among the third-level divine weapons, this sword is also a top-notch work. But why does it smell like mutton?"
Chapter completed!