"What did you say?!"
Jin Zhewu hadn't expected Wu Tian to still dare to say such things at this point.
He glared and said, "Don't you have any sense of shame?"
"You want to compete with me? I am a Ninth-Grade Purple Flower Soup, what can you possibly compare with me?"
Wu Tian smiled and said, "Your Ninth-Grade Purple Flower Soup is indeed formidable, but that doesn't mean you've already won, does it?"
"My Purple Flower Soup hasn't even been revealed yet, aren't you a bit too hasty?"
Jin Zhewu said angrily, "Fine, then show everyone your Purple Flower Soup!"
"Doesn't your Huaxia have a saying, 'One will not shed tears until they see the coffin'? I think you are exactly that kind of person!"
Wu Tian remained noncommittal and then looked at the referee, saying, "Mr. Referee, please open the clay pot."
"Who wins and who loses will be revealed soon."
Hearing Wu Tian say this, the referee couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled.
In his opinion, Jin Zhewu's ability to create a Ninth-Grade Purple Flower Soup meant that Jin Zhewu had already won, so what suspense could there be in the outcome?
However, adhering to the principle of fairness and impartiality, he still nodded and said, "Alright, let's now take a look at contestant Wu Tian's work."
With that, the referee opened Wu Tian's clay pot.
In reality, not many people were interested in Wu Tian's Purple Flower Soup.
After all, Jin Zhewu had already reached the pinnacle; what room for improvement could there possibly be?
However, the moment the lid of the clay pot was opened, a brilliant purple light erupted from within!
The light was so intense that everyone who was exposed to it instinctively shielded their eyes with their hands.
With a loud boom, a pillar of purple light shot straight up from the clay pot!
The light pillar struck the ceiling of the hall and immediately transformed into several water-like streams of light that dispersed.
The radiance lasted for nearly half a minute before finally dissipating!
The referee was stunned by this marvel and quickly looked inside the clay pot.
But at that very instant, the referee felt as if his chest had been struck by something heavy!
Immediately, he slumped to the ground, his face filled with horror, and stammered, "This... this... how is this possible!"
His tone was filled with fear and disbelief, as if he had seen something forbidden.
Seeing this, the contestants were all taken aback.
What was going on? The referee hadn't shown such shock when they saw the Ninth-Grade Purple Flower Soup, but now why had he become like this?
What exactly had he seen?
And just as everyone was feeling confused, something incredible happened!
At the mouth of the clay pot, a purple flower slowly began to bloom!
The purple flower was indescribably beautiful. Its purple hue was exceptionally refined and noble, and its petals emitted points of fluorescence, making it look like a divine flower from the heavens!
Everyone was stunned by this miraculous scene!
What was happening? Was this still Purple Flower Soup?
But how could such a thing appear in Purple Flower Soup?
And the most shocked person at the scene was undoubtedly Jin Zhewu.
He clearly knew what this purple flower represented, so he involuntarily took two steps back.
His face showed disbelief, and he stammered, "Wh-what is going on..."
Wu Tian walked over and helped the referee up, then said with a smile, "Mr. Referee, it seems everyone is a bit unclear about what this is."
"If you know, perhaps you could explain it for me."
The referee was dazed for a long time, and when he finally came to his senses, he shivered violently.
Then, he looked at Wu Tian in horror and said, "How could you make such a Purple Flower Soup? Impossible, it's impossible!"
Wu Tian smiled and said, "But given the current situation, I have indeed made it, haven't I?"
"I told you, once my clay pot is opened, the outcome of the competition will be decided. Was I right?"
The referee suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "You've even made the Great Divine Purple Flower Soup, who else would win if not you!"
"In front of the Great Divine Purple Flower Soup, what is a mere Ninth-Grade Purple Flower Soup? It's nothing at all!"
Hearing this, the crowd was even more shocked!
They could hardly believe their ears!
What did this mean?
Wasn't Ninth-Grade Purple Flower Soup supposed to be the highest grade of Purple Flower Soup?
But what was this Great Divine Purple Flower Soup?
With such doubts, someone couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Referee, what exactly is going on? Could you please explain it to us?"
The referee composed himself and then said to the crowd, "If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that someone in this world could make the Great Divine Purple Flower Soup."
"You all thought that Ninth-Grade Purple Flower Soup was the best Purple Flower Soup, but you were wrong. Above Ninth-Grade, there exists the Great Divine Purple Flower Soup!"
"Such medicinal soup is truly the King of Purple Flower Soups, but because no one could make it, over time, everyone overlooked it."
"But I never imagined that such a medicinal soup could be created by a young man!"
"This matter is truly astonishing!"
The referee's words seemed to rush past everyone's ears like the wind, making their ears buzz, and their minds became a mess for a moment.
Although they were all geniuses, they had never heard of the Great Divine Purple Flower Soup.
They had originally thought that Ninth-Grade Purple Flower Soup was already incredibly impressive, but there was actually a higher grade above it?!
Such a thing was undoubtedly a devastating blow to their understanding.
What made them even more horrified was that Wu Tian, a fellow contestant, not only knew about this medicinal soup but had actually made it!
Such a thing was simply unbelievable!
Amidst the shocked atmosphere of the crowd, Wu Tian smiled faintly and looked at Jin Zhewu, saying:
"Mr. Jin Zhewu, I told you long ago, isn't it better to say certain things in advance?"
"Now it's fine, it's not me who is embarrassed, but you!"
Jin Zhewu's mind was blank at this moment.
A sense of immense absurdity engulfed him, making him feel as if everything happening before his eyes was a dream.
He could never have imagined that just when he thought he was bound to win, Wu Tian would be able to turn the tables and kill him!
After a long pause, his expression slowly contorted, and he gritted his teeth, saying:
"Who... exactly are you?"
Wu Tian shrugged and said, "Me? I guess I'm the one who can beat you."
"You!"
At this moment, Jin Zhewu felt a surge of rage, almost to the point of dizziness.