Gourmet of Another World

A rumbling sound filled the air. The whirlpool was rotating, and a terrifying aura kept pouring out of it in streams. Around it, the void was collapsing while shafts of holy light shot out, dazzling all eyes.

“What… What is that?!”

The Empyrean Fairy was struck dumb, and her breathing paused for a while. She felt she was completely enveloped by the aura. “A Saint of the Great Path!” A shock of cold went through her. “Is it time for the existence of this level to appear?” She should have thought of it, but she never expected it to happen so early.

The Queen Mother of the West hid in an auspicious cloud. The phoenix was spreading its wings, and she was ready to ask it to bring her back. Her desire for the Divine Artifacts was dispelled by the presence of a Saint. ‘Now that a Saint is here, that evil man can no longer keep his Divine Artifacts…’

A Saint was a supreme being standing at the peak of a universe. His words and actions were in accordance with the universe, which could not be resisted by the power of ordinary people.

There were also Saints among the Hua Immortals, and their numbers were not few. However, those Saints stayed in the Primitive Universe and did not return to the Ancestral Planet. As Saints, their every action would cause changes in the universes, so they would not show up easily.

So, when this supreme being appeared, all the people broke out into an uproar.

The Sect Leader called back his four swords and made them hover over him. Then, he stared coldly at the Saint of the Great Path in front of him, who was emitting a blinding light.

Tongtian was a Saint-to-be. He was just one step away from the Saint Realm. However, it was not an easy step to take. In fact, he returned to the Ancestral Planet to collect the Divine Artifacts so that he could take that step.

Unfortunately, the restrictive force on the Ancestral Planet was too strong. He had always suspected that there must be a Saint of the Great Path in charge of everything behind the Earth.

Could this Saint before him be the one? Tongtian narrowed his eyes. He did not think so. The Saint’s aura did not have the crushing power, so it could not form the restrictive force that filled the world.

The Saint with the kitchen knife in one hand and a black wok over his head did not exude the pressure that made the Sect Leader feel hopeless.

If any of those Saints in the Primitive Universe were here, even Tongtian would have to bow his head. After all, those mighty beings were truly terrifying. Their words could replace the will of the universe, and they could kill anything with just a thought.

Bu Fang was also looking at the figure in holy light. Of course, most of his attention was focused on the kitchen knife and the black wok. “The Black Turtle Constellation Wok and the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife…” A faint smile brushed his lips. All the God of Cooking Sets were finally here!

In the Western Church, the red-robed Cardinals dropped to their knees, while the other personnel lay on their hands and knees in a frantic frenzy, their faces filled with faith.

Xiao Ai’s hands were trembling as she held the camera and filmed everything.

“Good heavens! That’s God…”

“That’s really God? Even God has shown up?”

“Is Senior Bu going to face God now? But God is not edible…”

The Internet users and the people all over the world were stunned. God was the ultimate existence in myths, and they could not believe he really showed up! Was Bu Fang going to fight God?

“Why is there a black wok over God’s head?”

“Does God take the blame for others as well?”[1][1]

“No, no, no… With my years of experience in reading faces, God probably likes to eat too!”

In any case, the appearance of the enormous figure in the sky had set the world boiling. People were talking about it, but more people knelt on the ground, shivering. The dignity of God shall not be violated.

…

God was enveloped in golden light, and his body emerged halfway from the huge whirlpool. Without saying anything, he turned his eyes and rested them on Bu Fang.

Terrible pressure fell at once, and Bu Fang felt as though he was carrying a great mountain on his shoulders. The so-called Saints of the Great Path should be Heavengods. However, Bu Fang was not afraid of Heavengods now. After all, he had killed one before…

‘This fellow is holding my kitchen knife and my black wok, and yet he still wants to kill me?’

Suddenly, one angel after another flew out of the whirlpool, flapping their wings. They were armed and armored. It was as though God’s realm had launched an attack on the mortal world.

“Give me the other two Holy Artifacts,” God spoke. His voice rumbled and caused the world to shake.

Under God’s command, the angels targeted Bu Fang and flew frantically toward him. For a moment, all kinds of weapons whizzed across the sky. Some angels who looked like children were shooting arrows at him. After those small arrows streaked across the sky, they all turned into sharp spears!

Rumbling sounds filled the air as these arrows fell and blasted deep holes in the ground. Many Gods could not escape and were pieced by the spear-like arrows. Those angels showed no mercy with their attacks.

Sitting cross-legged in midair, the Sect Leader was not afraid of these arrows. The Queen Mother, hiding in the auspicious cloud, flicked her finger and unleashed a light screen, which blocked all the arrows for her.

Bu Fang was unscathed as well. Even if he just stood there and let those arrows hit him, he would be fine. “Give you the Holy Artifacts? Ridiculous…” he said indifferently. In the face of a Saint of the Great Path, he showed no fear at all.

Step by step, he walked up into the sky. Then, he held Foxy in his arms and gave her bottom a gentle slap. “Foxy, bring down those bird people for me,” he said.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Foxy’s belly bulged. Then, her eyes lit up, and she opened her mouth.

Da Da Da Da Da Da Da…

One explosive meatball after another shot out of her little mouth, tore through the air, and went toward those angels.

Loud booms echoed out. With every meatball exploding, an angel was brought down from the sky. Stronger angels might be able to resist, but those weaker ones were killed or wounded by the explosions. For a moment, countless angels fell from the air.

God’s expression did not change at all.

Bu Fang let go of Foxy and asked her to keep shooting. Then, he stepped on the Kun Bird’s back, who flapped its wings and carried him up to hover before God.

Tongtian’s pupils constricted. ‘What is this evil man trying to do?’

The Queen Mother, on the other hand, was sneering. ‘Is this evil man trying to fight a Saint of the Great Path? How? Even an Immortal Emperor will feel powerless in the face of a Saint!’

“Listen to me…” Bu Fang said, standing on the Kun Bird’s back and looking at the glowing God.

All the people froze, holding their breath and staring at Bu Fang. They wondered what he was going to say. Was he going to say something harsh? This seemed a bit ridiculous to God, didn’t it?

“Listen to me… This wok and this knife are mine,” he said seriously.

“Oh?” God rolled his eyes and looked at Bu Fang. “This entire world is… mine,” he replied.

Bu Fang seemed speechless. He finally met someone better at pretending than him. “I’m serious…” he said, frowning. Did God think he was just joking?

However, God did not say another word. Slowly, he raised the kitchen knife in his hand, then slashed it down toward Bu Fang.

Bu Fang felt that the space around him was completely locked up. He could no longer move and could only watch as God thrust the kitchen knife toward him.

At this moment, the Sect Leader’s face grew slightly serious, the Empyrean Fairy’s expression changed drastically, and Nethery furrowed her brows.

The Queen Mother, however, was laughing gloatingly in the auspicious cloud. ‘What an ignorant evil man. I can’t believe he dares to be so arrogant before a Saint of the Great Path… And he even covets the Saint’s Divine Artifacts? He’s courting death!’

With a rumbling sound, the huge Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife slashed down viciously, emanating supreme pressure. Everyone thought that Bu Fang was going to be killed by the knife. How could he stay alive when God wanted to kill him?

However, he was calm. There was even a faint smile on his lips as he watched God thrust the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife at him. He raised his hand, then the knife came. A rumbling sound could be heard as he grabbed the huge kitchen knife, holding its blade tightly with his palm. It was a bizarre scene.

“Hmm?!” God frowned slightly as if he could not understand why his blow was blocked. He was a Saint of the Great Path, so he could hack the world apart with a slash of the knife, not to mention a mere Immortal.

“You tried to hack me with my knife… Are you stupid?”

Suddenly, an indifferent voice rang out, then the huge Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife began to shrink rapidly. Soon, it left God’s control and fell into Bu Fang’s hand, glowing dazzlingly.

Tongtian could not believe that Bu Fang managed to seize the Divine Artifact from the Saint!

God, on the other hand, frowned, and his eyes grew extremely sharp as if to see through Bu Fang. He could not believe the kitchen knife actually got out of his grasp as if it really belonged to the Immortal before him.

‘Impossible… How could a mere Immortal be the master of the four Holy Artifacts that monopolized the Ancestral Planet’s spiritual energy? If this is the case, how could this fellow be only a mere Immortal? He should be a Chaotic Lord or, at least, a Saint of the Great Path! How can an ordinary Immortal have the ability and qualification to possess such Holy Artifacts?!’

The amount of energy contained in the kitchen knife and the black wok was extremely huge, and even God could not find out their secrets. At the thought of that, his eyes turned cold and he slowly raised his hand. As if to grab the sky, the palm slapped upward toward Bu Fang.

In the blink of an eye, Bu Fang felt that he was sucked into another world.

God brought the palm before him and looked down at it, where Bu Fang held the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife and hovered on the Kun Bird.

“The world in a palm?” Bu Fang frowned. He signaled the Kun Bird to fly at its top speed. The big bird under him let out a sonorous cry, then flapped its wings. A strong wind blew at them as they rose straight up into the sky. Bu Fang could see that things were flashing past around them.

After flying for a long time, the Kun Bird was tired, and it stopped. Bu Fang glanced around and saw five huge pillars towering into the sky in the distance. The corner of his mouth twitched. “Did he learn this trick from Lord Buddha?”

Outside, all the people were stunned. They saw the Kun Bird flying for a very long time, and yet it did not fly out of God’s palm. This terrified many people of Hua.

The Queen Mother was sneering. ‘Like that evil monkey, this evil man is now trapped in the world in a palm. He would not be able to escape this time. This is the price he has to pay for provoking a Saint of the Great Path!’

Tongtian glanced coldly at her and said, “Although the evil man is hateful, he is an Immortal of Hua. How could you laugh when he is now being bullied by a foreign Saint? How could you laugh when the Divine Artifacts are about to fall into the hand of a foreign Saint? Are you as stupid as a pig?”

The Queen Mother’s face froze, and she flew into a rage. ‘How could this stinky Daoist scold me? You’re a pig! All your family members are pigs!’

“What could we do when facing a Saint of the Great Path? Those who could become Saints are all blessed by the fortune of the universe. How are we going to fight them?” the Queen Mother said coldly.

The Sect Leader shook his head. The next moment, he put his index and middle fingers together and said, “I, Tongtian, will fight a Saint of the Great Path today!”

Stepping on colorful light, he soared into the sky, while his four swords turned into the Immortal Slaughtering Array and charged toward God.

God glanced at Bu Fang and the Kun Bird in his palm, then turned to look at Tongtian. “How presumptuous,” he snapped, then slowly thrust his other palm at the Sect Leader.

Suddenly, his hand froze in midair. He heard an indifferent voice, then saw a blinding light that seemed to hack the world apart.

“The Kitchen Knife of Affliction.”

As soon as the voice rang out, God watched as his palm was chopped off from the wrist.

[1] [1] In Chinese, the saying of an individual carrying a black wok means that the individual takes the blame for others.