Gourmet of Another World

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

‘Sure enough, it’s Soul God!’

All the people thought of that at the same time. Their expressions changed drastically. Soul God was really here. That meant he was only one step away from finding his heart! Everyone felt a chill.

If they acted slower, they might be facing the perfect Soul God who had merged with his heart. The cultivation base of an Ancestral God was simply not what the people present could deal with. Not even Bu Fang!

Therefore, the experts—including Tongtian—all shot toward the Great Tianyuan World down below. What they wanted to do now was to stop Soul God!

Bu Fang furrowed his brows. While sensing the terrible fluctuations in the air, he could not help but exhale. The next moment, his body moved, streaking across the void and heading toward the Heaven and Earth Farmland.

He had descended into the farmland countless times, but he had never thought that he would come to it in this situation.

…

Niu Hansan felt his breathing become stagnant. He hugged Eighty tightly while fighting the impact of the terrible energy.

Soul God and the God of Cooking… The two strongest existences in the multiverse had collided at this moment.

Lord Bird was the clone of the God of Cooking’s will, just like Cursey was the clone of the Queen of Curses’ will. Perhaps even Bu Fang had not expected this. Although Lord Bird’s cultivation base was mysterious, in his view, it was not particularly formidable.

Rumble!

Now, as Lord Bird’s power exploded out completely, a mighty aura swept in all directions. Even the gray mists seemed to be on the verge of being blown away by it.

However, the cabin behind Lord Bird seemed to be protected by a strange power, for it was not rolled away by the blasts generated by their collision.

The gray mists kept rolling and impacting, while Niu Hansan was shivering.

Soul God’s crimson eyes were full of rage. He was even angrier with the God of Cooking than he was with Bu Fang.

Bu Fang had sealed him for a thousand years, but compared with the heart that was taken away by the God of Cooking, that was nothing.

So even though Lord Bird was only the clone of the God of Cooking’s will, Soul God would never let him go. His every attack seemed to cause heaven and earth to tremble violently.

Lord Bird’s body radiated golden light as his divine power tangled with Soul God’s power of the Great Sins.

The explosions were terrifying, but in the gray mists, all the energy of the explosions seemed to be absorbed and could not be released. Therefore, it was calm and quiet outside the Heaven and Earth Farmland. The scene of destruction did not appear—perhaps this was the God of Cooking’s arrangement.

These gray mists possessed magical power.

Outside the gray mists, Tongtian and the other experts descended. They were wary. The explosions and energy inside the gray mists filled them with shock and astonishment.

Bu Fang had come as well. The experts dispersed to give way to him. He put his hands behind his back, walked across the grass, and came before the gray mists.

Looking at the gray mists, Bu Fang had mixed feelings, his eyes flickering. After a long time, he sighed. He had sensed the aura of the expert who was fighting Soul God.

It was an acquaintance. Lord Bird… or rather, the God of Cooking.

It turned out that the God of Cooking had set everything up a long time ago.

Every host had a Heaven and Earth Farmland. It was not only every host’s garden and a place to store precious ingredients, but also a place the God of Cooking had been hiding.

He assessed the host. If the host could meet his requirements, he would then place the cabin where he had lived with the Queen of Curses and Soul God’s heart in the farmland.

The reason Mu Hongzi chose to give up the God of Cooking’s inheritance was perhaps he had sensed that someone was peeping at him in the Immortal Cooking Realm, which made him feel that the inheritance was a scheme.

And of all the hosts, Bu Fang was the only one who reached the God of Cooking’s requirements.

Now, Soul God had found the Heaven and Earth Farmland and also his heart, but it was very likely that the God of Cooking had dug a deep pit, waiting for him to jump in.

Bu Fang sighed. He did not make a move. Meanwhile, Tongtian and the other experts were a little anxious.

“Are we not going in?”

“If we let Soul God get his heart, none of us will be able to escape…”

However, Bu Fang was still unmoved. He was waiting for the backup plan the God of Cooking had set up.

The God of Cooking certainly had a purpose for doing this.

Rumble!

A loud noise rang out. The gray mists suddenly expanded as if it was about to explode. All the immortals and deities stepped back and watched in horror.

As time passed, the army Tongtian had assembled gradually gathered.

Outside the Heaven and Earth Farmland, immortals and deities hovered in the boundless starry sky. The whole vault of heaven was surrounded by countless immortals.

At this moment, the desolate starfield became very lively. The top experts on some of the planets in this starfield were panic-stricken. They totally had no idea what was going on.

…

Bu Fang looked at the expanding gray mists, reached out a hand, and touched them.

The mists were tiny particles. Each of them was extremely small but contained strange energy, which was similar to the power of an Ancestral God.

It dawned on him. No wonder Niu Hansan was able to acquire the ability to hybridize. It turned out that the ability came from these gray mists.

The gray mists contained the power that came from Soul God’s heart. It was the Ancestral God’s power, and the God of Cooking had utilized it. Of course, such utilization was insignificant.

In the depths of the gray mists, Soul God’s eyes were icy cold. Seven spears emerged behind him, each drawn with patterns representing the power of one Great Sin.

The seven sins had become his strongest weapon. He, Soul God, was walking the Ruthless Path. Even if he had lost his heart, his strength was still very fearsome.

Lord Bird, who was the clone of the God of Cooking’s will, struggled to fight against such a formidable foe…

Rumble!

After being smashed back into the cabin by Soul God with one blow, Lord Bird did not fly out again. It was as if he had fallen completely silent.

Niu Hansan hugged Eighty and was despairing.

Soul God carried the seven spears on his back and slowly walked forward. He came in front of the cabin, reached out his hand, and placed it on the door’s handle.

Suddenly, from inside the cabin, a glowing palm pressed against the door. With a creak, the door was pushed open, and the figure of a glowing middle-aged man emerged.

The figure was none other than the God of Cooking.

Lord Bird had fully activated the God of Cooking’s power. In this way, he could obtain mighty power, but once the glow of the power faded away, he would wither and decay.

Perhaps this was his destiny.

Lord Bird sighed. After all, he did not have that kind of luck to become a real person like Cursey.

The dazzling light suddenly surged. The next moment, it engulfed Soul God. It was so blinding that Niu Hansan could not help but close his eyes.

…

Suddenly, just when Niu Hansan closed his eyes, he seemed to vaguely see a familiar figure in the distant gray mists.

The gray mists parted to the sides. None of them could touch Bu Fang’s body.

Bu Fang and Whitey had walked inside, while the others stayed outside. It was not that they did not want to come in, but they could not. The gray mists had stopped them, preventing them from taking one step inside.

Except for Bu Fang and Whitey, even Tongtian and Lord Dog could not step inside. It was because they did not belong to the Heaven and Earth Farmland, so they were not recognized by the gray mists.

They were not like Niu Hansan, Eighty, and the others, who lived in the Heaven and Earth Farmland and breathed the power of the gray mists.

Bu Fang was the original owner of the Heaven and Earth Farmland, so he could come inside without any problem. As for Whitey, it was just a puppet.

Bu Fang looked at Soul God, who was surrounded by golden light in the distance. He slightly focused his eyes and took a deep breath.

Just now, he had figured out what God of Cooking’s backup plan was. It was not an array or something like that. The God of Cooking’s backup plan was he, Bu Fang! As for Lord Bird, he was only here to slow down Soul God.

The Heaven and Earth Farmland, the gray mists, Lord Bird, and everything else were set up so that Bu Fang would become the backup plan. Now, only Bu Fang could stand up to Soul God and stop him from getting back his heart.

“Owner Bu! He had turned into a zombie!”

Niu Hansan’s tears began to flow as he suddenly yelled. He seemed to see Bu Fang in a daze. At first, he thought it was just an illusion, but on second thought, it did not seem right.

Fighting back the urge of weeping, he opened his eyes, and he really saw Bu Fang. The familiar figure was looking at the golden light in front of the cabin with his hands clasped behind his back.

Niu Hansan was inexplicably touched… ‘Owner Bu… is not dead!’ In the golden light, Bu Fang’s figure looked like a deity who had come to save him. ‘This old cow is so touched!’

Bu Fang saw Niu Hansan and also Eighty, who was in his arms. He arched his eyebrows slightly, took a step, and appeared in front of Niu Hansan as if he had teleported.

Then, he raised a hand and slapped Niu Hansan on the shoulder. With a little force, he shattered Soul God’s bondage. After that, he threw Niu Hansan out of the gray mists.

As he flew across the air, hugging Eighty, Niu Hansan actually had an inexplicable sense of relief…

The gray mists swirled. Niu Hansan was thrown out, and Bu Fang turned back to look seriously at the cabin.

The light of the cabin began to slowly fade away, and Lord Bird’s body gradually became shriveled. He took a few steps back and slumped to the ground.

Soul God’s crimson eyes glanced indifferently at Lord Bird.

“A clone of the will also wants to stop me?”

He ignored Lord Bird and turned to glance at Bu Fang. The crimson in his eyes flowed like water, even containing a hint of excitement. After that, he turned around and stepped into the cabin.

Bu Fang frowned. He took a step and quickly walked toward the cabin.

Whitey’s mechanical eyes flashed. It wanted to follow, but after Bu Fang entered the cabin, Lord Bird’s shriveled body was lifted by him with a force and thrown to Whitey.

Whitey raised its huge hands and caught Lord Bird. It almost reflexively stripped his clothes. But fortunately, it resisted the urge and put Lord Bird down.

Lord Bird glanced at Whitey with his cloudy eyes and said gratefully, “Thank you.”

Whitey ignored him and turned its mechanical eyes to the cabin.

Bu Fang, Soul God, and the God of Cooking… gathered in the cabin.