After taking the crystal fruit of life, City Lord Zou regained consciousness. There seemed to be a surge of life energy in his belly, which made him feel much more energetic.

  Crystal fruits of life were the companion product of the Spring of Life. It contained extremely powerful vitality and was a kind of pseudo-sacred-grade immortal ingredient. Naturally, it was very effective at saving one’s life.

  City Lord Zou opened his eyes. His expression became somewhat complicated when he saw Bu Fang at his side.

  He never thought it would be Bu Fang who came to save him. He had been at odds with this little chef before.

  A moment later, he saw the approaching two half-step Sacred Realm experts. His face turned bloodless instantly, and he tried to warn Bu Fang, “Be…… Be careful……”


  Against these half-step Sacred Realm experts, even he was powerless to fight back.

  “Don’t worry,” Bu Fang said lightly as he glanced at City Lord Zou.

  The next moment, he turned and looked at the two half-step Sacred Realm experts. Their auras were very strong. With the long knives in their hands, they slashed out two beams of pitch-black knife energy, which tore through the air as if to cut everything to pieces.

  The pressure emanating from them made City Lord Zou, whose face had just regained some of its color, tremble.

  A half-step Saint was a rehearsal for achieving a Little Saint. Those at this stage already had a basic control over the Will of the Great Path.

  The Will of the Great Path was a mysterious thing. If a person could control it, he could raise his fighting capacity to a higher level.

  In fact, half-step Saints were just stronger Nine-star True Immortals, but their strength lay in their ability to control some of the Will of the Great Path, which allowed them to fight with stronger power.

  It was the same principle as Bu Fang’s explosive meatballs and Perishing Pot.

  The amount of the Will of the Great Path they could borrow was very little, but it was very pure.

  Bu Fang’s expression remained unchanged. His Vermillion Robe whipped noisily in the wind as the sharp sword energy came straight at him, looking like it would cut his skin to pieces.

  Now that Bu Fang’s cultivation base had broken through to the Nine-star True Immortal Realm, his mental force had climbed to a very scary level. Although he had not yet become a Little Saint, he was just one step away. In fact, his mental force was much stronger than that of an ordinary half-step Saint.

  Reaching the realm of Little Saints was a great milestone. Once a person became a Little Saint, he would be considered a supreme existence.

  Being able to control the Will of the Great Path was a very powerful ability.

  Bu Fang had always given people the image of a gentle and calm cook, but this time, he planned to go crazy. When he saw City Lord Zou fight so many enemies alone and still held on even when his energy was exhausted, his bloodlust was ignited.

  He took out his Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife. In the face of the two approaching sword energies, his eyes became extremely sharp. All of a sudden, he opened his mouth and breathed out a plume of white flame, which instantly spread out into a sea of fire. The next moment, the knife in his hand tore the fire apart.

  Even then, a majestic figure emerged behind him, holding a kitchen knife and cutting down.

  A knife slashed down and collided with the two half-step Saints’ attacks.

  A terrible explosion broke out instantly.

  The two half-step Saints stood firm, while Bu Fang flew backward, tearing a deep trench in the ground and falling in the distance.

  He looked up with a grave look in his eyes.

  The strength of a half-step Saint was indeed much stronger than a Nine-star True Immortal.

  However, Bu Fang was not without any confidence. He was not a man accustomed to being beaten just like that.

  He took a step, cracking the ground as he propelled himself forward, zooming through the air in a blurry shadow. The next instant, he was in front of the two half-step Saints.

  His hair waved messily in the strong wind.

  “A slash…… Cutting Immortal Style!”


  He attacked with the peak of his knife skill.

  The knife, as if slashed down from the sky, reached them in a flash.

  Boom!

  It was a mighty cut, as powerful as the attack of a half-step Saint.

  The two half-step Saints were shocked and immediately countered the attack.

  This time, it was an even match, and all three of them were knocked flying backward.

  The two half-step Saints gasped. They couldn’t believe that this chef of the Immortal Cooking Realm could be so freakish, that he could forcibly oppress them with just the strength of a Nine-star True Immortal! It was something that only the best genius could do!

  How could this chef have the talent and strength of a top genius?!

  The two half-step Saints exchanged a look and saw the horror in each other’s eyes.

  “We must kill him! If he is allowed to grow up, he will definitely become a disaster for us!” They made up their minds in an instant.

  The next moment, they raised their long knives, which began to emanate waves of terrifying Nether energy. At the same time, the Will of the Great Path churned over their heads.

  They had attracted the Nether Prison’s Will of the Great Path.

  Bu Fang narrowed his eyes. He felt as if a pair of eyes belonging to a primordial existence was watching him, and it made his skin crawl.

  ‘Is this the Nether Prison’s Will of the Great Path? Since it is the Will of the Great Path, it naturally needs to be opposed by the Will of the Great Path……’ thought Bu Fang as he stared at the two half-step Saints.

  They roared, and their auras seemed to have fused.

  A rumbling sound echoed through the air.

  Soon, the Will of the Great Path they unleashed merged and turned into a…… knife light.

  The knife light was translucent and so sharp that it kept cutting through the void, causing rifts to constantly appear around its blade. It was so powerful that it seemed capable of cutting the whole Immortal Cooking Realm in half with a single slash.

  Bu Fang took a deep breath.

  The next moment, the texts in his spirit sea burst into light, each seemed to come to life and kept beating. Then, his spirit sea swelled with the roars and cries of a dragon, a tiger, a bird, and a tortoise. The spirits of the God of Cooking Set also released their auras, pushing his mental force to a more terrifying level.

  The level was almost half a foot into the realm of Little Saints.

  For a long time, Bu Fang’s mental force had been stronger than his true energy. Perhaps because the bottleneck of the Little Saint realm was too tough to break through, his mental force was not too far ahead of his true energy now. However, when he used it with all his might, its power was still extremely horrible.

  BOOM!!!

  A beam of light, condensed of his mental force, rose from Bu Fang’s head.

  In the distance, Realm Lord Di Tai, who was fighting the giant devil, turned his head and looked over, just in time to see Bu Fang unleashing his formidable aura.

  He was slightly taken aback before bursting with joy.

  “Bu Fang?! He’s back! Did he bring back the Spring of Life?”


  Realm Lord Di Tai’s face lit up with joy and excitement.

  The giant devil also sensed Bu Fang’s mental force. However, he simply ignored it, not interested in the least with someone who was not even a Little Saint.

  He punched. Dark Nether energy turned into numerous snakes and darted toward Realm Lord Di Tai, trying to completely devour him.

  The waves of air stirred up by the mental force kept blowing at Bu Fang’s hair, making them all stand up.

  Bu Fang flipped his palm and produced many golden explosive meatballs, which floated around him.

  Two half-step Saints were not worthy of his Perishing Pot. It was too powerful. He only had the confidence to use it once, and when he was done, he would become weak for a long time.

  After taking that into consideration, he decided that explosive meatballs were enough to deal with two half-step Saints. If one was not enough, he could always use two or more.

  Soon, fourteen explosive meatballs appeared, swirling around him in a golden circle.

  Controlling fourteen explosive meatballs at the same time was Bu Fang’s current limit, and it was after he had pushed his mental force to its strongest level.

  In the distance, the two half-step Saints felt a chill coming toward them, but they didn’t flinch.

  Even then, the knife light that fused their Will of the Great Path came slashing down. Before it arrived, its energy had cut the ground into pieces.

  “Die!”


  They must kill geniuses like Bu Fang, or there would be no end to their troubles.

  Bu Fang floated in midair. His fiery scarlet Vermillion Robe fluttered, and the flaming wings on his back flashed.

  He raised his hand and flicked the meatballs around him with his finger.

  In a split second, fourteen meatballs flew in a straight line toward the terrible knife light.

  Foxy, who was lying on Bu Fang’s shoulder, narrowed its eyes, covered its ears, and curled up its tail.

  BOOM!!!

  A deafening explosion burst out together with a blinding golden light, with waves of terrifying energy spreading in all directions.

  Countless nearby experts were blown away by the blast, tumbling away and falling in the distance with confused looks. When they looked up and saw the explosion, they all sucked in breaths of cold air.

  Even City Lord Zou was dumbfounded. He felt as if his heart were being squeezed by a giant hand. Bu Fang, who was floating in front of him, seemed to have transformed into a dazzling god at this moment!

  ‘He’s so strong! When did this little chef become…… so formidable?!’ he thought.

  Fear filled the hearts of the two half-step Saints. Their attack was imbued with the Will of the Great Path, but why was it so easily blocked by this guy? Also, were those exploding things really meatballs? How could meatballs have this power?

  “There are six more……” Bu Fang murmured as he dropped his arm to his waist.

  The next moment, the sound of something sped through the air rang out again.

  In the center of the explosion, streaks of golden light flew through the cloud of dust and smoke.

  “How’s that possible?!” A chill enveloped the two half-step Saints. They could not believe what they saw.

  The streaks of golden light came in a flash. Their eyes grew wide as they watched the meatballs floating in front of them.

  “Damn it!”


  They immediately wanted to turn around and run away, but as soon as they thought of that, the remaining six explosive meatballs exploded.

  They had just attacked with an ultimate skill and were low in energy and strength, so they were completely unable to resist the power of the explosion.

  In an instant, flames engulfed both half-step Saints. Their bodies became twisted as they were being thrown away like two bullets.

  Bu Fang breathed a sigh of relief. With a thought, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok appeared. Holding it with one hand, he stepped up and sped away in a beam of light.

  In the distance, the two half-step Saints fell to the ground and created a huge pit, coughing blood with a dull look in their eyes.

  Suddenly, Bu Fang descended from the sky with a black wok.

  The black wok kept growing larger in their eyes.

  Boom!

  In a twinkling, the wok smashed the head of one of the half-step Saints deep into the ground.

  That frightened the other Half-step Saint, causing him to tremble violently.

  Bu Fang slowly turned his head and glanced expressionlessly at the frightened half-step Saint.

  “Don’t worry, everyone has a share……”


  As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the wok in his hand and threw it hard in the poor guy’s face.

  With a thud, blood spurted from the half-step Saint’s nose and mouth, then he was knocked flying away.

  Bu Fang went up to him, lifted the Black Turtle Constellation Wok over his head, and let go. The wok, weighing more than ten thousand kilograms, crashed down with a boom, pushing his head deep into the ground.

  With just one wok, Bu Fang killed two half-step Saints.

  The Nether Prison experts around felt a chill rising in their hearts.

  In the distance, City Lord Zou looked stunned. He glanced at Bu Fang’s Black Turtle Constellation Wok and then at the black wok in his hand.

  They were both woks, but why was the difference so great?!

  The fall of the two half-step Saints finally attracted the giant devil’s attention. He didn’t expect that there was someone in the Immortal Cooking Realm besides the Realm Lord who could kill half-step Saints.

  He turned his gaze to Bu Fang, who was clad in a fiery scarlet robe and was staring at him with an indifferent look.

  His eyes narrowed.

  That familiar feeling……

  “It’s you! You’re the one who blew up my arm! Die!” the giant devil bellowed as he punched the ground with both fists.

  He roared, and a terrifying blast exploded instantly, knocking Realm Lord Di Tai away. At the same time, his roar transformed into a powerful bomb and shot directly at Bu Fang!