Gourmet of Another World

Whitey had made its appearance.

The moment it appeared, the puppet’s mechanical eyes flickered with lightning, while the crackling noise of lightning arcs jumping across its body rang incessantly. Its metal wings spread with a clang, and in the next moment, its figure flashed through the skies like a thunderbolt.

As Bu Fang’s cultivation base reached the level of half-step Saint, Whitey’s fighting capacity had broken through a shackle as well. Earlier, it had devoured countless lightning punishments and grew as strong as a half-step Saint, and now, it finally reached the Sacred Realm, possessing the strength of a Little Saint.

It was obvious that Whitey was just a One-revolution Little Saint now. However, that was more than enough to deal with the current situation!

A dark vortex with energy spinning inside appeared in Whitey’s abdomen, while a rumble echoed in the skies. The next instant, the War God Stick appeared in its grip. Fixing its eyes at the thousands of black spears shooting up from the ground, Whitey flapped its metal wings, floated in midair, and began to spin the stick with both hands. Lightning streaked across the void as the stick spun rapidly and stirred up a wild wind.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Black spears shot over and crashed into the spinning wheel the War God Stick had turned into, but they were all instantly blown to black ashes by the lightning arcs that darted out of the stick, drifting across the void and scattering on the ground.

Bu Fang stood on Shrimpy’s back with his hands clasped behind his back. His eyes gleamed as he watched Whitey exhibit its tyrannical fighting capacity.

Whitey was getting stronger and stronger, which was a good thing for Bu Fang.

As he watched, he produced a steaming Explosive Meatball and gave it to Foxy. The little fox grabbed the meatball excitedly and swallowed it in one gulp.

Woosh!

The spinning wheel stopped abruptly. Then, with lightning arcs dancing across the War God Stick, Whitey’s figure blurred into motion and charged toward a group of law enforcers down below. As it approached, it lifted the stick and smashed it down at them. The weapon grew large abruptly and crashed into the ground with a terribly strong gust of wind, blowing dirt and rock and sand into the skies.

The air was filled with shouts and shrieks as the explosion threw many law enforcers away. However, more of them came rushing at Whitey with towering killing intent.

With the breakthrough, Whitey’s lightning was fierce and stronger, and it alone could hold out ten thousand enemies. It made a wide sweep with the stick, knocking men tumbling backward.

Even then, the Little Saint of the law enforcement team joined the fight. His cultivation base was good. He was swinging a black knife rapidly as he approached, and when he was close enough, he brought it down at Whitey to cut the puppet in half.

Whitey raised the War God Stick and shattered the knife energy, then its figure blurred into motion. The next instant, it appeared in front of the Little Saint and began raining down blows at him. With its killing mode turned on, the puppet was like a real fighting maniac, and every part of its body seemed to have turned into a powerful weapon. The Little Saint found it hard to resist every attack that came from it.

…

When the violent battle finally ended, the wilderness was already riddled with holes, and the entire law enforcement team was wiped out.

Holding the War God Stick in one hand, Whitey grabbed the head of a law enforcer with the other, its body steaming and covered in marks left by knives.

The Little Saint looked almost like a dead dog in Whitey’s hand. He was barely breathing, and his body was full of cracks as if he was about to break into pieces.

Whitey jerked his head up.

Bu Fang landed in front of them and gave the Little Saint an indifferent look. “Where are the Judges?”

“You’re dead! Your companion is in the hands of the Great Judge… It won’t change anything if you kill me… The Great Judge will cut you into a thousand pieces!”

The Little Saint roared with laughter, then his body burst into a sudden blaze of light. He was about to self-detonate.

Bu Fang frowned. Although the terrible energy fluctuation exuding from the Little Saint was growing more violent, he paid it no mind. Instead, he lifted a hand, produced a rainbow dumpling, and gently shoved it into the Little Saint’s mouth.

The law enforcer widened his eyes as he felt his body, which was about to explode, suddenly freeze. “You…”

“My companion is in the Great Judge’s hands? Who would that be? Could it be… Meng Qi?” Bu Fang murmured as he stroked Foxy’s hair.

Whitey loosened its grip and let the Little Saint fell to the ground with a plop. Then, it soared into the sky together with Bu Fang and floated in midair.

It was only after the man and the puppet were far away that the Little Saint’s self-detonation erupted, blowing him into pieces. The ground shook violently as if it was about to burst apart as well.

Bu Fang watched calmly as flames engulfed everything on the ground. He noticed that the power generated from the self-detonation of a Little Saint was not weaker than his Perishing Pot. Now that his cultivation base had improved, the Perishing Pot’s power should have increased as well.

He withdrew his gaze from the raging flames below, looked into the distance, and sighed softly. “Meng Qi must have been driven out of the Divine Chef’s inheritance and captured by the three Judges… They want to use her to threaten me.” Bu Fang bowed his head, lost in thought. The next moment, his eyes flickered, and he looked up and said, “Well, it’s time for me to complete the killing task… In that case, I’ll head for Abyss City now.”

Upon hearing that, the red gleam in Whitey’s eyes grew stronger, and its metal wings flapped. In a twinkling, it pierced through the air and sped into the distance. At the same time, Shrimpy, with Bu Fang on its back, also turned into a golden beam of light and zoomed away in the same direction.

Down below, the flames produced by the Little Saint’s self-detonation rolled and spread across the ground, while the golden light pillar that was the Divine Chef’s inheritance flickered and swayed.

It remained to be seen whether Realm Lord Di Tai or Ying Ya would get the inheritance.

…

Outside Abyss City…

On the top of the towering blood-colored city wall, a figure could be seen sitting cross-legged on a large rock. A chilly wind blew over, making his hair flutter noisily.

Around him stood many law enforcers with serious faces. They were all looking into the distance, and their auras joined together into monstrous killing intent.

Blood-colored chains stretched out from the middle of the wall and wound around a black Netherworld Ship, rattling noisily as they swayed in midair. City Lord Meng Qi was fettered to the ship, and so was Liu Ya, who was covered in blood and looked extremely weak. A gust of wind, filled with a strong aura of death, blew over and slapped them in the face.

The Judge’s blood-colored robe flapped in the wind. He lifted his head and fixed his eyes on the void turbulence in the distance. He seemed to be waiting for something.

It was the third day, the last day of the time the Great Judge gave him. The law enforcement team of Abyss City had been dispatched to carry out the Great Judge’s plan, while he stayed in the city to wait for that young man who had killed Blood Three.

He believed that the young man would come, and he had prepared a great gift for him.

Suddenly, a sonic boom was heard ringing out from the boundless void turbulence. With eyes full of monstrous killing intent, the Judge turned his gaze toward the sound and saw two figures flying in his direction at top speed, one wrapped in golden light and the other in white light.

They arrived in the blink of an eye, filling the air with a rumbling noise. The golden light faded and revealed a young man standing on the back of a shrimp, and the white light beside him was a puppet.

The young man was the one who killed Blood Three, the one he was waiting for…

All the law enforcers on the wall opened their mouths and roared, their voices joined together and turned into a deafening sound. They wanted to frighten Bu Fang and fill his heart with fear.

On the Netherworld Ship, Meng Qi slowly opened her eyes. She looked confused. Then, she saw a familiar figure in the distance…

“Bu Fang? He’s here alone? Is he crazy?”

Beside her, Liu Ya, covered in blood, slowly lifted his head, opened his eyes with great difficulty, and looked at Bu Fang as well. “I… never know there is such a… brave man in the Immortal Cooking Realm…” Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of bitterness in his voice.

“He is a… miracle,” Meng Qi murmured.

“A miracle? That thing doesn’t exist… Even the three most gifted geniuses from the Nether Prison’s younger generation would not be brave enough to challenge the whole Abyss City alone. He’s simply courting death…” said Liu Ya. Although he said that Bu Fang was courting death, his eyes flashed with a rare look of admiration.

Liu Ya was not a chef but a genius from the Shadow Demon Clan, and he admired the brave and strong most in his life.

“I believe in him. He is a miracle,” Meng Qi said firmly.

Boom!

On the city wall, the Judge rose to his feet. His eyes gleamed like torches and filled with monstrous killing intent as he stared at Bu Fang. The skies over the wall seemed to be covered by a boundless cloud of blood. He reached out a hand, grabbed a blood-colored chain, and gave it a yank. The chain rattled, and the Netherworld Ship trembled. He tried to frighten Bu Fang with that.

Bu Fang approached with a straight face, his striped red-and-white robe flapping in the wind.

As soon as he entered Abyss City’s territory, the Judge’s killing intent erupted.

“Attention! I want all law enforcers to attack this man with all your might! NOW!” A sharp whistle burst out of the Judge’s mouth and rolled out in all directions like thunder.

As soon as he gave his order, plumes of terrible auras thrust into the sky as the law enforcers on the wall unleashed their cultivation bases, while surging energy turned into beams of blood-colored light and shot toward Bu Fang.

In just a flash, the world before Meng Qi and Liu Ya was covered by countless dazzling energy blasts.

Bu Fang was instantly devoured.

…

Outside Abyss City…

Three Nether Prison warships slowly flew across the boundless void, emanating terrifying pressure that compressed the air. They came from the Nine Revolution Nether Chef Clan, the Shadow Demon Clan, and the Horned Demon Clan.

The three major clans of the Nether Prison had arrived at the Abyss.

Using the Divine Chef’s inheritance as bait, the Abyss had slaughtered the Nether Prison’s young geniuses and the Great Saint who was stationed in the Abyss. This had utterly infuriated the Nether Prison, and the three clans had decided to send an army to quell the revolt.

There was a Great Saint sitting in every warship.

It was as if a great terror were sailing through the boundless void.

Meanwhile, an army had been assembled at a remote area outside of Abyss City. Holding a huge blood-colored scythe in one hand, the Great Judge stared at the three enormous Nether Prison warships in the distance as a faint smile brushed his lips.

…

Down below in the Abyss…

Boom!

An explosion rang out of a cave. The next moment, a black dog who looked drunk flew out of it, turned into a black beam of light, and sped into the distance.

Strutting cat-like steps, the dog walked in the void with a wine jar between its jaws and an intoxicated look on its face.

Behind it, a fierce-looking young man with a pair of leathern wings on his back growled furiously. He chased the dog at top speed and kept throwing attacks at it, which shook and crumbled the void!

A long time later, the young man stopped in midair, staring at the black dog with a dark-golden gleam in his eyes. His body was shaking with rage.