Gourmet of Another World

The void seemed to have been crushed. In Bu Fang’s eyes, Whitey suddenly flew backward and crashed deep into the ground with a rumble. A rain of broken steel fell before him. His pupils constricted, and he stopped drinking the tea, looking down at Whitey.Far off, Whitey was thrown into the ground. Tiny cracks covered its body, making it look like a clay doll that was about to shatter. It was the first time Whitey had been so severely damaged.

Bu Fang took a deep breath and landed at Whitey’s side. Looking at the flickering, dimming gleam in its eyes, a menacing look appeared in his own eyes, and a fit of rage burst out from inside him. He had never been so angry. Since he came to this world, Whitey had been with him. The puppet was one of his best friends. Seeing Whitey suffer such heavy blow, his anger boiled over.

Tap, tap, tap…

He abruptly raised his head and looked at where the sound was coming from.

A figure gradually appeared in that direction. It was a young man. He had a pair of leathern wings with sharp claws at their tips. He was naked to the waist, and his skin was covered with strange markings. His hair danced in the wind beside his cold, hard face as he took his steps slowly. Each of his steps would make the ground shake.

The sound of liquid dripping filled the air. That was from the blood on the War God Stick falling to the ground. The stick was in the young man’s hand, and he was looking at it with a pair of indifferent eyes. “How dare this thing kill the Judge of my Abyss City…” His cold voice echoed through the void, and a terrifying fluctuation spread out instantly.

In Bu Fang’s eyes, the pressure from the young man came pressing over like a world, causing the rocks on the ground to roll. It was as if a huge demon opened its mouth and roared at him.

The young man was like a… deity!

His eyes were dark gold, and his hair was scarlet, which made him look rough and savage.

He seemed to notice Bu Fang’s gaze, and he raised his chin slightly to give him a sideways glance. There was a cold, emotionless look in his eyes. He saw Whitey beside Bu Fang as well.

“The puppet is yours, isn’t it? That means you are the one who killed the Judge of my Abyss City?” the young man said lightly.

As he spoke, dark smoke gushed out of his mouth, and his pointed ears twitched. He then lifted the War God Stick, grabbed it on both ends, and put his strength into his hands.

In Bu Fang’s narrowed eyes, the War God Stick slowly bent between the young man’s hands and broke into two with a loud crack. Countless lightning arcs darted across the stick’s surface as if thunderbolts were about to pour out of it.

“The material is not bad… A pity that it’s a little too fragile,” the young man said with a disdainful tone. He loosened his grip, and immediately, the remnant of the War God Stick fell to the ground with a clang.

Buzz…

The next moment, the stick turned into lightning and disappeared.

“Who are you?” Bu Fang asked coldly. His voice was filled with unquenchable anger.

“Who am I? You’ve killed the Judge of my Abyss City, and yet you don’t know who I am?” The young man stared at Bu Fang in surprise. “You’re quite resourceful, aren’t you? Although you only have the cultivation base of a half-step Saint, you still managed to wound my Judge, who is a Two-revolution Little Saint…”

Bu Fang sighed softly and put away the teapot. ‘System, how is Whitey?’ he calmly asked in his mind.

‘Start scanning… The scanning is completed. Whitey suffered the worst damage so far. It was crushed by a brute force far beyond its level, which damaged 90% of its body,’ the system’s serious voice echoed in Bu Fang’s mind.

‘Ninety percent of its body is damaged?’ Bu Fang’s eyes turned red instantly. ‘The cute, obedient Whitey is crippled by someone with one blow?!’

“F*ck you!” Despite his calm nature, Bu Fang cursed as the rage in him shot to the roof.

Boom!

His spirit sea surged in an instant. The divine will phantom spirit hovering over the spirit sea opened its eyes, and golden rays shot out of them. At the same moment, the roars and cries of a dragon, a tiger, a bird, and a turtle rang out together.

Bu Fang rose to his feet and stared coldly at the young man with leathern wings. He didn’t say anything. Shrimpy fell under his feet in the next moment, burst into dazzling light, and tore through the void in a golden beam of light to appear in front of the young man.

The young man looked indifferently at Bu Fang, his blood-colored hair waving in the wind.

“Oh?” he said softly. In the next instant, a glowing rainbow dumpling suddenly grew larger in his eyes. “A dumpling? Are you a chef?” He didn’t take Bu Fang seriously at all. A mere half-step Saint was like an ant to him.

“Even a chef can lose his temper,” Bu Fang said coldly. “Explode.”

Boom!

In a flash, a wash of white light spread and filled the void. The young man’s eyes narrowed and looked somewhat incredulous. As he looked down at it, a blood-colored aura exuded from his body.

He saw an invisible force emanate from the white light before it imprisoned him like an invisible array. The array was condensed of fragrance, and as soon as it covered his body, he couldn’t move at all.

“What trick is this?!” Even though he was knowledgeable, the young man was horrified at this moment. After all, anyone would be frightened when he couldn’t move his body.

Boom!

The blood and energy in him suddenly rumbled like waves crashing into a stone wall. The force that imprisoned his body crumbled instantly, and a surging blood-colored aura rose around him once again. The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

Bu Fang’s eyes narrowed when he saw that it took the young man only a brief moment to regain control of his body. It was only the span of a breath, no, not even half a breath. The Divine Seal Dumpling couldn’t trap the young man for even longer than half a breath. That could only mean one thing. This young man’s strength had reached the Great Saint realm, and he was not weak even among all the Great Saints!

Bu Fang gritted his teeth, and his eyes were filled with anger once again. He couldn’t help but fly into a rage at the thought that Whitey was so severely damaged.

He focused his mind. Suddenly, a silver ray burst out from his hands. Then, he flicked his finger, and the silver ray immediately shot toward the young man like a shooting star.

“Oh? That’s strong.” The young man squinted at the silver ray and took a deep breath. He was amazed that this human being, who was merely a half-step Saint, could bring him one surprise after another. First, it was a dumpling that could seal his power, and now it was a silver pot.

He lifted a muscular arm with blood-colored energy crawling across it. Very quickly, the energy tangled around the Perishing Pot.

Rumble!

The perishing pot exploded, bursting into terrifying destructive power.

“Unstable energy fluctuations formed by fusing the Will of the Great Path and a strange array…” the young man analyzed. Suddenly, the blood-colored energy grew stronger and suppressed the destructive power produced by the Perishing Pot.

“That’s enough. I don’t have time to waste with you. Although you have some strange tricks, you’re merely a half-step Saint…” He waved a hand. Immediately, the Perishing Pot, all wrapped up in the blood-red energy, shot back toward Bu Fang.

Bu Fang’s eyes narrowed.

Whoosh!

The void seemed to be collapsing. In a flash, the young man appeared in front of Bu Fang and tapped his forehead with a finger.

Clang!

The Vermilion Chef Robe burst into light as its invincibility was triggered. However, even with the invincibility, Bu Fang still felt a stab of pain on his forehead. The tap knocked him flying backward and fell beside Whitey with a crash.

As he fell, he heard Shrimpy howl painfully under him. He quickly got up and rubbed his brow with a thumb. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

Far off, the young man waved his arm. At the gesture, the Perishing Pot flew even faster toward Bu Fang.

Bu Fang had a feeling that even he couldn’t withstand the Perishing Pot’s full power if it exploded in front of him. He was all tensed up. Even then, the void before him ripped open, and a black dog walked out of it, strutting cat-like steps. It smelled of alcohol.

As soon as the drunken black dog appeared, it fixed its half-closed dog eyes on the Perishing Pot wrapped in blood-colored energy.

Lord Dog?!

Bu Fang was surprised. He didn’t expect Blacky, who had been missing for days, would show up at this moment. As soon as they arrived in the Abyss, this mangy dog had departed from them. Judging by how drunk he was now, he should have stirred up trouble again.

Although Lord Dog’s eyes were half-closed, he saw the approaching Perishing Pot, and his mouth twitched. The next moment, a black Earth Prison fire broke out on his body and rose into the sky. Then, he opened his mouth, which grew extremely huge in a flash as if it was about to devour the world.

Even then, the Perishing Pot exploded and turned into a white lotus. Its destructive force distorted the void as it came smashing down at Bu Fang. However, Lord Dog simply devoured it.

The Earth Prison flame faded away, and Lord Dog turned back to his drunken look, swaggering with cat-like steps as he belched.

“This dish that goes with wine is a little… too powerful…” Lord Dog said, then snorted. His breath reeked of alcohol.

Far off, the young man with blood-colored hair flew into a rage as soon as he saw Lord Dog. “Damn mangy dog! How dare you show up before me again?! You’ve drunk all the Demon Yeast Wine I’ve meticulously brewed! I’ll kill you!”

Lord Dog twitched his mouth to express his contempt for the young man’s anger. He glanced at Bu Fang, then at Whitey, who lay beside Bu Fang with a broken body. “Bu Fang, boy… That metallic lump was beaten up by this red-haired birdman?” His gentle and magnetic voice rang out.

Bu Fang rose to his feet. The Vermilion Chef Robe burned ragingly, making him look like a mass of flames that was about to thrust into the sky.

“Yes… Kill him for me, and I’ll cook you five bowls of Sweet ‘n’ Sour Dragon Meat Ribs!” Bu Fang exhaled and said.

“This fellow is a Great Saint, and he is also the City Lord of Abyss City…”

“Ten bowls of Sweet ‘n’ Sour Dragon Meat Ribs…” Bu Fang offered again.

Lord Dog stuck out his tongue and licked his mouth. “You make it impossible for me to refuse you… However, this time, I want not only Sweet ‘n’ Sour Dragon Meat Ribs but also Sweet ‘n’ Sour Dragon Demon Ribs!”

The black Earth Prison flame emerged on his body again before he added, “Because this fellow is not only the City Lord of Abyss City but also a genuine pure-blooded Abyssal Demon!”

The moment he finished speaking, a dog bark rang through the skies!