Gourmet of Another World

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

A lean figure stood in the sky with his hands clasped behind his back. His striped red-and-white robe fluttered gracefully, giving him a demeanor of a transcendent being.

All the people were shocked. No one had thought that the Beast Appreciating Feast would turn into a stage for this young man, who had defeated three Pingyang Guards with one knife and then suppressed the talented young master with one punch.

Such achievement was enough to make him famous in the capital, and his talent was enough to make him the target of all the aristocratic families. Even the imperial family might recruit him. The future of a genius comprehending the supreme Law of the Universe was simply limitless.

On the ground, the young master bowed his head and appeared somewhat disheartened. He was defeated, suppressed by a punch…

The people were silent, clueless of what to say. This was not the outcome they had expected. The talented young master was defeated by a chef with just one punch. Even his sword was knocked flying away. Why was this chef so fearsome?

Luo Sanniang did not know what to say either. Bu Fang’s formidable fighting strength was beyond her expectation.

In the distance, Zhao Wuhen’s face was expressionless—he was in a state of numbness and shock. He gave Bu Fang a deep look. He could not find it in him to be jealous of this guy. ‘Perhaps this is the reason Luo Luo chose him…’ He got up from the ground awkwardly and walked out of the mansion, dispirited.

Bu Fang descended from the sky. The Law of Transmigration had disappeared, and the overwhelming pressure shrouding him also faded away. If he used the Law of Transmigration, Bu Fang’s current fighting strength should be approaching that of a mid-grade God, or to be exact, an ordinary mid-grade God. But even that was enough to show his formidable strength.

The young master did not spend too much time nursing his defeat. After all, he was a genius, and that gave him very strong psychological endurance. He might find it hard to accept defeat for a while, but after careful reflection, he let it go.

‘Father is right. I was too reckless… Maybe this is the difference between me and other geniuses.’

He smiled bitterly, and his eyes were filled with a hint of helplessness as he glanced at Bu Fang. Today’s defeat was not necessarily bad for him. After this, he would need to cultivate harder. He had been wanting to find the limit of his fighting strength, but little did he know that he was already overtaken by others.

The young master pulled his Silverdragon Sword from the ground, then turned to Bu Fang and said with a smile, “Thank you for pulling your punch, mister. The Law of Transmigration deserves its name.”

His face had returned to normal, and he wiped away the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Bu Fang gave him a surprised look. He did not think that this young master was a man with a great heart. He nodded and said, “My lord was just careless.”

The young master burst out laughing and glanced approvingly at Bu Fang. “A defeat is a defeat. But I won’t be defeated by you again next time!” he said, chuckling. “By the way, mister, you have to be cautious. My strength is nothing among the geniuses comprehending the supreme Laws of the Universe. When these geniuses come out of their seclusion, they will surely find you to learn more about your Law of Transmigration.

“After all, the Law of Transmigration is the most mysterious supreme Law of the Universe!”

Bu Fang nodded. He found that this young master was not an arrogant man. Perhaps that was why the divine dynasty was so strong, since the top experts of its younger generation were all in pursuit of greater cultivation bases instead of scheming against each other. This would only make the divine dynasty stronger.

“I’m not going to pursue the escape of the Seven-colored Sky Devouring Python… It is just a worldly possession, and I keep it just because I find it strange,” said the young master. “After today’s defeat, I finally realized that instead of wasting my time and effort on those things, I should devote myself to my cultivation base. When I become a God King, I will catch a Golden-winged Roc and make it my mount!”

He laughed. Those words were arrogant, but he was qualified to say that.

Bu Fang twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded. He agreed with the young master. However, using a Golden-winged Roc as a mount was very wasteful. He thought it was best to barbecue it. The taste would surely be so delicious that even a God King would drool.

The young master clapped his hands suddenly. The music rose from all directions, while servants came out with steaming dishes in their hands. Although the python was gone, the feast would continue. Otherwise, the food would be wasted. In fact, many people were not here for the python but for the delicious food.

Master Cheng left despondently. Zhao Wuhen, on the other hand, had returned to the Zhao Family and began to cultivate in seclusion.

The feast continued. The young master took Bu Fang’s hand and kept talking, rubbing his palm gently from time to time. It made the latter’s flesh creep and turned all the delicious food tasteless. The dishes were actually cooked by the Earth Divine Chef hired by the young master, and they all smelled and looked delicious.

The young master had a good opinion of Bu Fang. He felt as if he had found a confidant, and he kept talking to him. He even showed his intention to recruit Bu Fang. Of course, he was rejected.

Luo Sanniang was very anxious. When she heard that Bu Fang had refused, she breathed a sigh of relief. Bu Fang’s talent was too amazing. Whether it was his talent in cultivating or cooking, he deserved to be recruited by the Divine Chef Temple. If he were taken away by the young master, she would probably hide in the toilet and cry.

When the feast was over, Luo Sanniang dragged Bu Fang out of King Pingyang’s mansion. The young master sent them off at the main entrance. Soon, all the guests had left, leaving only the messy mansion. But the servants began to work immediately, and it only took them some time to tidy up the place.

Suddenly, there was a sound of cracking in the sky. The void was torn apart, and then a five-clawed silver dragon came slithering out of it, dragging a chariot. A mighty figure could be seen standing in the chariot, which rumbled and crumbled the void with its tremendous weight.

The young master raised his head. He was slightly shocked when he saw the figure, and he hurriedly bowed. “Father!” he called out respectfully. At the same time, the servants around him went down to their knees and bowed their heads.

The chariot landed in the mansion. The silver dragon shrank, turned into a little silver snake, and coiled around the man’s burly body. A terrible aura shrouded the man, which seemed to crack the void around him.

“Hmm? Are you having another feast? Why can’t you focus on cultivating? How are you going to become someone great when you indulge in dissipation?”

The burly man glanced coldly at the young master, causing the latter’s heart to tremble. In the past, he would have argued, for he was a proud genius comprehending the supreme Law of the Universe. But not today. His attitude had changed a lot after he was defeated by Bu Fang.

“You’re right, Father. I shouldn’t have done this. Father, I have a request…” said the young master with a respectful look on his face.

King Pingyang was slightly taken aback. ‘Why is this boy’s attitude a bit strange today? Is he running into some trouble again?’

“Oh? Tell me about it…”

“I wish to learn the Ten Thousand Dragons Sword Song! I hope Father can teach me!” The young master looked up with determination in his eyes, which made King Pingyang arch his eyebrows.

‘It seems that this boy is provoked by something or someone…’

…

It was quiet inside the luxury warship.

Luo Sanniang’s long eyelashes fluttered slightly as she stared at Bu Fang with her seductive big eyes. It was as if she wanted to see through him. It never occurred to her that Bu Fang, who looked like a bumpkin, possessed such a fearsome cultivation base. She never even thought that he could defeat the young master with one punch.

His divine power, the supreme Law, cooking… All these made him seem he was shrouded in a vague veil. The more she wanted to explore, the more incredulous she felt.

The awkward atmosphere made Bu Fang a little uncomfortable. He cleared his throat with a straight face, breaking the silence in the warship. “Thank you for helping me, Steward Luo…” he said.

Luo Sanniang should have guessed that the disappearance of the Seven-colored Sky Devouring Python was related to him. Even so, she still sided with him, even if that would make her offend the young master. Bu Fang thought he should thank her for that.

“I know you went to King Pingyang’s residence because of that python…” Luo Sanniang stretched her back lazily. “But I didn’t expect you to be so bold! Still… you are qualified to act like that. The news of the young master’s defeat will be heard throughout the capital tomorrow, together with the news that you are comprehending the supreme Law of the Universe.”

Her face suddenly became a little serious. “You should know that it’s the taller trees in the woods that get their tops blown off. You are only a Demigod from an ordinary great world. Even though you are comprehending the supreme Law of the Universe, you are still nothing in the divine dynasty’s capital. Although the crown prince was the next emperor, the other princes are fighting for power too. A talented expert with great potential like you will surely become their target…

“So you’re not in a very good position. However, you don’t have to worry as you are now under the Divine Chef Temple…”

Bu Fang nodded. He understood what she said, but he did not care. What concerned him now was how to find Lord Dog and the others. In fact, it was not a bad thing to become famous as it would be easier for Lord Dog to find him.

“Let’s return to the Divine Chef Temple first. There are some scores we need to settle!” Luo Sanniang suddenly pursed her red lips and sneered.

Bu Fang paused, then twitched his lips in disdain. “You’re right. It’s time to settle scores… Would the Divine Chef Temple blame me if I kill him?” he said with a straight face.

“No, no, no… I don’t know anything.” Luo Sanniang squinted at Bu Fang like a lazy cat.