The Sword Demon Patriarch fled, but Lord Dog did not stop him. It was not easy to stop a Nine-revolution Great Saint from leaving, for such an expert was already the supreme existence in this world. To achieve that, one would have to pay a great price.Lord Dog could do it, though, but he did not want to expose his trump card for a mere Sword Demon Patriarch.

What caused the Patriarch to leave was the death of Black Demon. The fall of a Nine-revolution Great Saint was by no means a minor incident. It could shake the entire Netherworld, especially since Black Demon had a unique status. He was the Lord of a forbidden land in Earth Prison, and his death meant the fall of that forbidden land.

When the Patriarchs of the nine Nether Prison clans suppressed the forbidden lands in Nether Prison, they only sealed their Lords and did not kill them. The main reason was that they had to pay a great price to kill any Lords of the forbidden lands. Even the experts of the nine clans were reluctant to pay the price.

There was a touch of amusement in Lord Dog’s eyes as he watched the Sword Demon Patriarch flee on a sword. Then, he looked down, his eyes flickering as the rolling clouds were reflected in them. ‘Who could kill a Nine-revolution Great Saint?’

At this moment, Yellow Spring Great Sage walked over, laughing. Being able to scare the golden skeleton off was obviously a major achievement for him, so he was very excited.

Lord Dog gave him a sideways glance. When he saw Yellow Spring Great Sage’s happy face, he couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.

“Is that all you can do?” Lord Dog said lightly.

Yellow Spring Great Sage was suddenly displeased. “You didn’t see Jin Lou’s look… He’s so scared that he almost pissed himself! Hahaha! I can’t tell you how happy I am when I saw that! After all these years, I finally saw these guys make a fool of themselves!”

Lord Dog rolled his eyes. “Can a skeleton piss? Why don’t you show me how? Come, let’s go back. I want to know who killed Black Demon. The fact that the expert could kill Black Demon shows that he or she must have some extraordinary tricks!” His chubby face wobbled as he said that.

…

All that was left of Forbidden Soul City was Yellow Spring Little Restaurant and a huge pit in front of it, where rocks rolled and plumes of cloud and dust rose.

Nether King Er Ha, Prison Overlord Ying Long, and the others stared at Bu Fang with strange looks in their eyes.

After turning his neck left and right, Bu Fang breathed a sigh of relief. He then glanced at Er Ha and the others and walked toward the restaurant. Nethery was standing at the door with Foxy wagging her tails in her arms.

The air was completely silent after the intense battle.

Er Ha and Ying Long started toward the little restaurant, while the people in the surroundings kept quiet. They realized that they had underestimated this restaurant. They had thought that the chef was just a fish on the chopping board, but now it seemed that they were completely wrong. How could an expert strong enough to kill a Great Saint be a fish on the chopping board? If they were the ones who faced the Great Saint, they knew they would have been killed by a slap.

The few Prison Overlords approached from a distance. The battle was over, and they were worried about the safety of Ying Long and Er Ha, so they quickly flew over.

With his hands clasped behind his back, Bu Fang stepped into the restaurant. Nethery gave him a strange look, her eyes flickering. “Bu Fang… Do you still have that dish? I want some more…” she said, licking her moist red lips with her little tongue.

‘She wants some more?’ As a dish in the God of Cooking’s Menu, the Three-cup Divine Chicken must be delicious. However, Bu Fang almost died before he succeeded in cooking it. Had he not formed the Yin-Yang spirit sea, the System would have obliterated him. It was a dish he cooked with his life.

“There’s no more…” Bu Fang said with a straight face.

Hearing Bu Fang’s answer, a look of regret came over Nethery’s face.

“What the f*ck?!” Er Ha cried out when he saw Nethery from outside the restaurant. His voice startled her. Even Foxy, who was lying comfortably in her arms, bristled, and she stared unhappily at the Nether King.

“You… Little girl, why did your cultivation base grow so much at once?” Looking at Nethery, Er Ha sucked in a cold breath. As a Great Saint, he could tell at a glance the brimming cultivation base in her.

‘A Nine-revolution Little Saint… How did she achieve this in such a short time? What happened? Why has this world become so different from the one I know? First, Bu Fang killed a Great Saint with three punches, then Nethery suddenly became a Nine-revolution Little Saint… These changes are… too exciting!’

Ying Long also noticed Nethery’s improved cultivation base, and his pupils constricted. His face was pale, but he still stepped forward and came in front of her. As he stared at her, his eyes gleamed. “The curse in you… seems to have become… a little strange?” His old voice rang out.

At this moment, You Ji and the others stepped into the restaurant. First, they gave Bu Fang a frightened look, then they fixed their eyes on Nethery. They, too, were shocked by her soaring cultivation base, and they wondered how she became stronger than them in an instant.

Why were there so many strange things happening in this restaurant?

“I… I ate a dish cooked by Bu Fang.” Nethery felt she needed to give them a serious explanation, so she told them about the Three-cup Divine Chicken that Bu Fang had cooked for her.

She was telling the truth, but the others didn’t believe her.

“You’re saying that a dish was what skyrocketed your cultivation base to the level of a Nine-revolution Little Saint?” Er Ha widened his eyes. The look on his face said that he didn’t believe her. “If cultivation base can be improved like this, then why do we still need to work so hard? We can all just eat and grow stronger.”

Ying Long and the others fell silent. They also didn’t believe her. After all, a Two-revolution Little Saint that had become a Nine-Revolution Little Saint after eating a dish was like a fantasy to them.

Previously, Bu Fang had made a jar of wine that could help a Little Saint or a Great Saint break through a level, and that was already incredible. But how could a dish that could skyrocket one’s cultivation base exist? Did he cook it with some divine herbs? If it was real, how much would it cost? He was selling a cup of wine for one million Nether Crystals, so one could imagine such a dish to be extremely expensive!

“If there is such a dish… Bu Fang young man, you don’t have to say anything, just serve me ten plates,” Er Ha waved his hand and said impatiently.

Bu Fang gave him a sideways glance, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, “That dish is not for everyone… It’s a specialty that I won’t be selling.”

“You play favorites… I have plenty of money!” Er Ha was displeased.

Bu Fang simply ignored his complaint. He was too lazy to answer that.

…

Rumble!

Two figures tore through the sky and appeared in midair. Lord Dog was surrounded in blazing Earth Prison Flames, while Yellow Spring Great Sage stood at his side. They looked down at the same time, and when they saw the huge pit in the ground, they gasped.

“Black Demon is indeed a crazy fellow. Great Saints usually fight each other on the battlefield between the sky and the stars, yet he chose to fight on the ground… By the looks of it, this area is permanently destroyed,” Yellow Spring Great Sage said as he glanced at the pit.

Lord Dog twitched his nose, then his eyes shone with a bright light. “The air is filled with boiling energy.” He sniffed an unusual power, which made his heart race. “It’s the remaining power of Black Demon’s Will of the Great Path and a… strange power. All these are caused by a single strike, which means that Black Demon was killed in an instant,” he continued faintly as he walked in the air, his fat wobbling.

Yellow Spring Great Sage took a deep breath. “How’s that possible? Black Demon was killed in an instant? Who could do that?”

Lord Dog didn’t answer him but landed in front of Yellow Spring Little Restaurant. They saw that it was intact.

“My wine!” Yellow Spring Great Sage was excited when he saw the restaurant, and he quickly rushed into it.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, he felt something was amiss. The atmosphere was harmonious. Bu Fang was wiping a porcelain bowl with a square of clean white cloth behind the counter, while Nethery sat in a chair with Foxy in her arms. However, Er Ha and the others were looking at her—sometimes in awe, sometimes in disbelief—and there was a strange look on every face.

Lord Dog’s fat trembled as he stepped into the restaurant.

“Bu Fang, my little friend, where is my wine?” Yellow Spring Great Sage said.

As soon as his voice rang out, Bu Fang flipped a hand and slapped a jade wine jar, sending it toward him.

Yellow Spring Great Sage grabbed the jar excitedly. Narrowing his eyes, he stroked it gently with a satisfied look on his face.

…

When Lord Dog and Yellow Spring Great Sage learned that Bu Fang was the fearsome existence who killed Black Demon, they blinked in disbelief.

Lord Dog even stared at Bu Fang with eyes so sharp that they made his hair stand.

However, when Er Ha and Ying Long nodded, they had no choice but to believe it. They might not believe the Nether King, but the old Prison Overlord’s words still had some credibility. That shocked Lord Dog and Yellow Spring Great Sage, but they weren’t too interested in the tricks Bu Fang used.

Lord Dog went to the Path-Understanding Tree and lay down, while Yellow Spring Great Sage stroked the wine jar with his hand as if it were his lover.

Although Er Ha told them that Bu Fang had killed Black Demon with three punches, they only looked somewhat shocked, and that was all. Afterward, the way Lord Dog looked at Bu Fang was as usual.

“Bu Fang boy… I’m hungry after that exercise. I want a plate of Sweet ‘n’ Sour Ribs.” Lying under the tree, Lord Dog raised his head as he said that.

Bu Fang nodded. He put down the plate he was wiping, turned, and walked into the kitchen. The atmosphere in the restaurant was still so harmonious.

…

The void in Nether Prison was torn apart, and then a beam of silver light shot out of it. Stepping on the silver sword, the Sword Demon Patriarch had returned. Black Demon’s death had frightened him, causing him to flee in fear.

After returning to Nether Prison, he thought carefully for some time. Then, with a deep look in his eyes, he walked away, stepping through the air. He didn’t go back to the Sword Demons’ clan land but headed toward the clan land of the Di Ting Clan.

He entered the Di Tings’ clan land and only left the next day. What he had discussed with the Patriarch of the Di Ting Clan during the night, no one knew.

The next day after that, the Patriarchs of the other eight clans all left their clan lands and gathered in the Di Ting’s clan land to discuss something.

Their discussion didn’t last for too long. Three days later, the eight Patriarchs left. Soon after, the news that Nether Prison was about to invade Earth Prison spread all over the Netherworld.