Gourmet of Another World

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

A terrible rumble echoed out suddenly, destroying everything in an instant.

Red-haired Bu Fang, his eyes shining, seemed to have transformed into a vermilion bird who descended from the sky. The feathers all over him were burning, giving off unmatched scorching heat. He had absorbed the power of those phoenix feathers, and he was returning it to the Divine Chefs.

Vermilion birds and phoenixes were different species. There were many kinds of phoenixes, but only one kind of vermilion bird. Also known as Rosefinch, vermilion birds were heavenly spirit beasts and were rarer than phoenixes. In fact, their status was nobler than that of phoenixes.

People often confused vermilion birds with phoenixes and even thought that phoenixes were nobler than them. Moreover, some people said that vermilion birds were actually fire phoenixes, the nobles among phoenixes with the purest bloodline.

Bu Fang didn’t know that much. He only knew that when the few Divine Chefs produced the phoenix feathers, Mulberry—the Vermilion Bird—was so angry that she looked like a volcano about to erupt, and she became very violent.

The Divine Dragon, on the other hand, was gloating, and he stopped possessing to let Mulberry take over without getting Bu Fang’s permission.

Although the men were Earth Divine Chefs with cultivation bases of mid-grade Gods, they instantly turned into ashes when they were burned by the scorching fire of the vermilion bird. The fire was not weaker than Bu Fang’s Divine flame, and its power was even greater after merging with the power of the phoenix fire feathers.

In the eyes of all onlookers, the few Divine Chefs were burned down to ashes. Master Cheng tried to fight back, his eyes wide and filled with venom. He had thought that this would be his chance to get even with Bu Fang because he was backed by the imperial concubine, but little did he know that it would be his death.

He was filled with resentment. He hated not only Bu Fang but also the imperial concubine. He didn’t want to provoke Bu Fang. He had fled far away, but it was because of the imperial concubine that he had come back. ‘Damn all these people! Damn that bitch!’

Accompanied by a miserable shriek, Master Cheng’s soul crumbled to pieces, then burned to ashes by the vermilion bird’s fire, vanishing completely from the Chaotic Universe.

In midair, red-haired Bu Fang held his fingers like a lady and snorted. He patted his Vermilion Robe, then slowly descended to the ground.

1

All of a sudden, from where the few Divine Chefs died, the remnant of a phoenix feather floated up and burned slowly, then a mighty aura erupted out of it as if to destroy the world. A dreadful force filled the air as a dignified and graceful figure emerged, staring at Bu Fang.

“What a bold and murderous animal! Why aren’t you kneeling in my presence?!”

A noble voice seemed to come down from the sky, so loud that it almost shattered the eardrums of those who heard it. Behind the figure, flames had condensed into a phoenix, wheeling gracefully.

As soon as the voice rang out, everyone knelt on the ground and looked scared. They knew the owner of the voice. She was the noble imperial concubine, the motherly model of the divine dynasty, and the mother to the crown prince.

Red-haired Bu Fang narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. Then, he raised a hand and put a finger on his lips. “You are just a coquettish bitch. Why should this old lady kneel before you?” he said.

The onlookers were struck dumb.

“Is Mister Bu crazy? Or is his brain damaged? Why did he call himself an old lady? Is that his true nature?”

“Heavens… What happened?!”

“This is too exciting!”

The people around felt like they had discovered a new world.

“How dare you! You deserve to die a thousand times for insulting me! And you have killed my nephew, which is a crime punishable by getting a thousand cuts!” the imperial concubine said coldly.

“Who are you to judge this old lady? Do you think you will become a vermilion bird just by wrapping yourself in phoenix feathers? In this old lady’s eyes, you are a coquettish bitch!” Red-haired Bu Fang’s nostrils flared. He rested his hands on his hips and shouted hysterically at the imperial concubine’s clone. It made him look like a shrew shouting abuse in the street.

However, before he could continue, he shuddered. His red hair turned back to black, and his angry face was calm and expressionless once again.

The corner of Bu Fang’s mouth twitched violently. What had he done? Was he shouting abuse like a shrew just now? He glanced at the people around them, who were staring at him in surprise, and felt that he had made a fool of himself.

2

“So you are the imperial concubine…” Bu Fang said lightly, looking at the imperial concubine’s clone and the phoenix behind her. She was shivering as if she had been greatly infuriated by him.

Suddenly, the void was torn apart, and then a figure stepped out of it, pointing a finger at the imperial concubine. The clone twisted, grew fainter, and disappeared, all while her mouth was moving as if she was saying something…

“What a disgusting woman,” Summer said from the sky, waving her finger and curling her lips in disdain.

The onlookers were astounded. That clone was the imperial concubine, and yet it was destroyed by the deputy with a finger. Was she not afraid the Divine Emperor would punish her? Was she not afraid the imperial concubine would fly into a rage out of humiliation and send an army to attack the Divine Chef Temple?

“You shouldn’t have said so much to that bitch. You’ve done a good job by scolding her. A coquettish slut like that deserves to be scolded! As the Lord of the Divine Chef Temple, you should be so domineering!” Summer said.

Bu Fang was speechless. ‘Is she serious? It’s still embarrassing to scold like a shrew…’ At least he felt that way, so he ignored her.

But still, he was shocked by this woman’s aggressiveness. She was the Divine Emperor’s younger sister, and yet she hated the imperial concubine so much. That was quite strange. It seemed that there must be some secret, causing Bu Fang to become suddenly curious.

“This woman is a Mo. You’ve killed Mo Hen, who is her beloved nephew, so you’re going to be in danger… But you’ll be fine. With your status, let’s see who dares touch you!” Summer said, with her hands resting on her hips.

Bu Fang thought she must have been influenced by him. Otherwise, why would she talk like the Vermilion Bird? Afterward, Summer left, disappearing in a flash. As someone who comprehended the Law of Space, she could come and go at will.

Glancing at the Divine Chefs around him, Bu Fang cleared his throat and said seriously, “What you just saw is not true.” The Divine Chefs hastily waved their hands and nodded. He was very satisfied with their attitude. Then, with his hands clasped behind his back, he walked toward his luxury room.

After he had left, the Divine Chefs all sucked in their breaths and erupted into an uproar.

“Heavens! It turns out that Mister Bu is a… sissy!”

“I bet he feigns his cold and proud look. Have you seen his feminine look just now?”

“If Mister Bu is a girl, he must be a charming one!”

They whispered with each other. Some were even smiling obscenely. Bu Fang knew nothing about that, and he was too lazy to know.

…

A wild scream echoed out of the imperial palace, so sharp that it seemed to tear the sky apart.

“That damn slut! I can’t believe she destroyed my clone! Who gave her the courage to do that?!” The imperial concubine burst with fury. Her beautiful face was somewhat twisted, and her eyes were filled with madness.

“Go and bring me Silver Armor! NOW!” she roared, frightening all the eunuchs and maids around her. A eunuch ran hastily out of the side hall.

Before long, a man clad in silver armor walked into the hall, clanking with every step. Even his face was concealed behind a silver mask. When the imperial concubine saw him, much of the grimness of her face subsided, and she was much gentler.

“Silver Armor, bring three thousand imperial guards and wipe out the Divine Chef Temple for me at once! It is challenging the authority of the divine dynasty, so there is no need for this power to exist anymore!” said the imperial concubine, her voice thick with madness.

Silver Armor sighed, but he shook his head. “Your Highness… Without the Divine Emperor’s decree, this humble subject cannot mobilize the guards,” he said. He had a gentle voice.

“I command you to do it!” The imperial concubine’s eyes grew stern.

Silver Armor shook his head while his eyes softened as he looked at her. “This humble subject dares not disobey Your Highness’s command. It is not possible to attack the Divine Chef Temple, but if we only kill that little chef, there is another way…” he said.

“This humble subject has learned that the little chef owns a restaurant in the Luo Family’s skyscraper. It is about to open, so the little chef will surely leave the Divine Chef Temple and go to the restaurant. When the time comes, this humble subject will send someone to capture him. In this way, we will not offend the Divine Chef Temple and violate the Divine Emperor’s decree, killing two birds with one stone.”

Silver Armor bowed slightly, while his words caused the imperial concubine’s eyes to light up. She rose to her feet and slowly walked toward him, dragging her long dress with her.

“Good… Just do it your way. I count on you to get rid of my trouble.” She smiled gently, and for a moment, everything in the hall paled before her beauty.

Silver Armor was in a daze. As he looked at the beautiful face from such a close distance, his thought went back to the childish face of the past. His face under the silver mask softened in an instant. “Rest assured, Your Highness. This humble subject will handle everything. Anyone who makes you unhappy will die.”

…

Inside the luxury room…

Bu Fang had rested for a night. His divine sense was fully rested, and when he opened his eyes, there seemed to be golden light swirling in them. He could feel that his flesh and his divine sense had both been strengthened significantly.

Though the second seal was dangerous for Bu Fang, the result was good. He not only comprehended the Wok Tossing Style of Affliction, but he also improved the strength of his divine sense. Its level was now comparable to that of a newly promoted high-grade God, which was freakishly exceptional.

It was widely known that the strength of the divine sense was related to the Power of Laws. The stronger the Law and the more Laws one comprehended, the stronger the divine sense.

Bu Fang’s divine sense now was comparable to that of an expert who had comprehended two supreme Laws of the Universe.

He exhaled softly and raised his hand. There was a golden glow in his palm, which was his highly-concentrated divine sense. It was unusual for one to have his divine sense materialized. He retracted it and rose to his feet.

“It’s time to open the restaurant and get the System’s reward for the task…”

Of course, before he did that, he needed to let Nethery and the others out. With a thought in his mind, Nethery, Er Ha, and the others—who he had sent into the Heaven and Earth Farmland—appeared in front of him.

As soon as Nethery was out, her eyes locked onto Bu Fang.