Chapter Summary: Chapter 1163 – My Waste Husband by Adela
In Chapter 1163, a key moment in the Romance novel My Waste Husband, Adela delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.
One battle took him into the Divine Realm.
One swing wiped out Old Deadwood.
The news of what had happened would spread out like wildfire.
The sea was calm again, and the dark clouds had cleared off. The moonlight glimmered on the surface of the sea, making it much gentler than the battlefield it had just been.
The purple glow that lit across the sky dissipated. Henry stood on the surface of the sea. He looked to Prabhat Dongfang and the other experts, then cupped his fist and said, "I thank all of you for aiding me in this battle. I wouldn't have suddenly called for your help to a death battle with the Alvin League if it wasn't most necessary."
"Please don't say that." Prabhat Dongfang too, cupped his fist. "We are all followers of Lu fairy, so your business is also our business. Now that you have achieved the stage of the Divine Realm, your combat powers are unparalleled. I'm afraid that these old bones of ours will no longer be much of help to you."
Henry cupped his fist and bowed low. "I, Henry Zhang, would definitely still require your assistance in the future."
Henry was grateful to Prabhat Dongfang and the other experts from the bottom of his heart. Without their help, he would never be able to obtain such a good opportunity to step into the Divine Realm through battle.
"Since the matter at hand has been resolved, we shall first take our leave," Prabhat Dongfang said.
Henry nodded.
"There's still something you have to pay attention to," Cleve said. "You had just declared war on the Alvin League. With the strength you've just displayed, the Alvin League won't make any moves at you anytime soon. However, the forces of Radiant Island that are under your watch are still relatively weak. I fear that they would make their first move on Radiant Island. You have to watch out for that."
"Rest assured." Henry said confidently, "If the Alvin League has the capability to destroy Radiant Island, then I'm afraid that very few in this world would be able to resist them."
Seeing how confident Henry was, Cleve was surprised. He had known about the strength of Radiant Island early on. Before Henry had mastered the use of Qi, it was just an underground force. Although it was known as a sacred place in the underground world, when compared to the world of Qi-practitioners, it was just a place where the ordinary gathered. Now that Henry had mastered Qi and had become one of the top experts in the world, but what about the others on Radiant Island? The nine loyal followers of Henry were merely at the stage of Qi-Transformation. What was it that gave Henry such confidence?
Cleve had his doubts, but he could not bring himself to question Henry. He just nodded and said, "As long as you know what should be done. Seeing that you've stepped into the Divine Realm today, you should be able to understand the gap between the Divine Realm and the rest of the realms. Being one of the top four forces in the world, the Alvin League aren't as simple as they seem. You have to be very careful."
Henry said, "Thank you for the reminder."
"You may only be in your twenties, but based on your life experiences, there isn't much I can teach you. From now on, you'd have to depend on yourself." Cleve said, "Now that things have come to an end, I shall leave for now. Now you are the Archbishop of the Asian Continent. You'll be needed at the Holy City to hold a ceremony soon, Sackcloth Visitor would probably inform you about this."
After saying that, Cleve flew off with a wave of his
sleeve.
The other patriarchs also took off one after another.
With Mr. Dong's current skills, he was definitely more than qualified enough to be a chef at an ordinary hotel. However, it was clearly not enough for a competition of such level.
Mr. Dong was seated at the spectator stand, staring at his team with a nervous expression.
Mr. Dong's team was led by Sister Hui's "cousin".
Sister Hui sat next to Mr. Dong, excitedly staring at the handsome young man at the kitchen top. Sister Hui could be observed to be rubbing her legs that were tightly wrapped in black silk stockings, hinting that a flame of desire burned within her. The intensity she had experienced on the night before left her still feeling it within her. Once the competition had ended, she would no longer have to care about Mr. Dong, and could legitimately be with that handsome man, with no need to come up with stories like him being her
cousin.
"Mr. Dong, I'm afraid it will be very difficult this time." A man of approximately fifty years old, who was seated beside Mr. Dong, frowned and said, "I just checked him out. Sister Hui's cousin's knife skills are not well-honed enough. His preparation of the ingredients was very crude, they were all uneven in thickness. This would impact his cooking greatly."
Sister Hui was unhappy to hear this. "What are you talking about? How would that impact anything? As long as he can cook it well, it doesn't matter if they are cut poorly. My cousin is a chef, not a kitchen boy!"
"No." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "The ingredients are uneven in thickness, which will cause the taste to blend in unevenly and also affect the texture of the food. This..."
"All right, whatever!" Sister Hui interrupted him rudely. "I'm not interested in your commentary!"
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