Chapter 1548: Bu Fang’s Pickled Cabbage
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Meatb.a.l.l.s could make Soul Demons vomit on their knees? How is that possible?” At this moment, all the people, including the crown prince, were stunned with big question marks hanging over their heads.
Even then, the Keeper’s deep, scarlet pupils swirled as he murmured under his breath, “Human food? Those extremely disgusting things…” His cheek, which was covered with insect scales, twitched a little.
The crown prince clearly saw the Keeper’s cheek twitching. This showed that Bu Fang’s method really worked—the meatb.a.l.l.s could really restrain these Soul Demons!
‘Oh heavens! Oh earth! The method to restrain Soul Demons has finally been found! So it’s meatb.a.l.l.s!’
When he first saw these meatb.a.l.l.s, he already thought they were different. They were s.h.i.+ning brightly and beautifully like the stars in the sky. And now, he just wanted to plunge into the sea of meatb.a.l.l.s and swim in it.
“Human food… is a real headache!”
The Keeper narrowed his eyes as killing intent began to fill them. The aroma of the meatb.a.l.l.s made his stomach churn, causing him to lose his appet.i.te for the group of geniuses before him.
Even though they were Numbered Soul Demons and could shut off their six senses, the smell of human food could still get into their noses and rush into their bodies. It was as if the smell could entwine their souls!
“d.a.m.n all the chefs!” He opened his mouth and spat out a puff of black smoke as killing intent surged around him.
Blergh!
The two guards, lying on the ground, were vomiting to the point where even their bile was coming out. The feeling was so bad that it made them feel as if their whole body was going to be crumpled up.
The crown prince and the others were appalled. It turned out that meatb.a.l.l.s were actually so effective against these Soul Demons!
Meanwhile, Bu Fang hovered in midair, holding a kitchen knife and cooking calmly. With a flick of his finger, the Divine flame appeared before him, burning ragingly and twisting the void.
As he began to cook, those Soul Demons who were vomiting became even more limp, unable to move. Several times they managed to get up, only to be crushed to the ground once more when the delicious aroma came rus.h.i.+ng toward them. Their stomachs were cramping so badly that they felt as if everything in them was about to be squeezed out.
“What the f*ck… How could we, as Numbered Soul Demons, be so restrained by human food?! This shouldn’t be happening!” They loathed human food, but not so much that they could not resist the smell of it. When did human food become so bizarre? “Could it be that… Could this chef’s food have a special suppressing effect on them?! Could it be that this human is our nemesis?”
Bu Fang did not stop moving. He was stir-frying the ingredients. Soon, he was done, and he placed the ingredients in a small bowl. Wisps of steam kept rising, emitting a rich fragrance. As he had added spices in them, the spreading aroma immediately intoxicated all the surrounding geniuses.
“It smells so d.a.m.n good!” Even the crown prince’s eyes became a little misty. It was the first time they had smelled such fragrant food.
Blaargh…
The Keeper raised his hand to cover his mouth. His scarlet pupils were constricting, and his whole body was trembling violently. He had closed his six senses, so his nose could no longer smell anything. However, the aroma of food still burrowed into his body and wrapped around his soul like a big hand!
After spewing out so many meatb.a.l.l.s, Foxy was a little tired. She lay on Bu Fang’s shoulder, her blood-colored fur returning to its snow-like color, while wisps of smoke were constantly drifting out from her mouth.
The two guards finally got up from the ground with their whole bodies shaking. The smell of the meatb.a.l.l.s was gone, so they were finally able to move. However, they were shocked to find that their legs were weak and they could not walk. The scent of the meatb.a.l.l.s actually took strength from their legs?!
They looked at each other and saw the killing intent in each other’s eyes.
“The chef… must die!”
“Soul Thirteen asked us to bring him back alive, but I won’t do that now… Let’s kill this human first!”
They reached an agreement in an instant. The next moment, they shot out and headed straight toward Bu Fang, their eyes gleaming fiercely.
Bu Fang glanced up at the two guards. The expression on his face was calm and indifferent.
He had incorporated the power of the four supreme Laws of the Universe into the dish, causing its fragrance to be filled with a peculiar flavor. And that was why the Soul Demons’ legs went weak from the smell. He was just trying, but now it seemed that food really could achieve anything!
With an expressionless face, he rolled up the sleeves of his white robe, exposing his fair arms, and then began to knead noodles. Soon, one string of noodles after another appeared around him.
Bu Fang was going to make a dish that was filled with fragrance. It might not be very tasty, but it just needed to smell good! He was preparing this dish with the goal of making a fragrance bomb. What he needed was… a fragrance bomb that would especially restrain these Soul Demons!
One strand after another of noodles swirled around him. Foxy watched happily, dancing with the movements of the noodles. Bu Fang pinched one end of a noodle and took out two chopsticks, which seemed to turn into two long needles, and hooked the noodle. Then, he began to weave the noodles as if he was knitting a dress.
As an excellent chef and the man who wanted to become the G.o.d of Cooking that would top the food chain in this fantasy world, Bu Fang had to be proficient in everything, including needlework.
Soon, Bu Fang had woven a square piece of noodle cake. It had two layers and was made of many interwoven noodles, which was quite strange to look at. Golden oil was poured into a transparent wok condensed by energy. The Divine flame was burning beneath it, making the oil in the wok boil and emit steam continuously.
Bu Fang glanced faintly at the approaching Soul Demons and twitched the corner of his mouth. Then, he put the noodle cake into the oil.
Sizzle…
As soon as the noodle cake was in the wok, a delicious smell came spurting out. The two Soul Demons who kept approaching immediately felt a scent coming toward them. Their pupils constricted, and they immediately shut off their six senses. However…
With a booming sound, they were once again pressed to the ground by the aroma of food as if a great mountain had crashed down on them.
Blaargh…
“Dammit!” Tears poured from the eyes of the two guards. “If you have the guts, don’t cook and fight us now!” they cried furiously, almost beside themselves. And, at the height of their rage, they started throwing up again.
‘Why is the smell so strong?! What on earth is he cooking?!’
The crown prince and the others were all slightly confused. They ran frantically behind Bu Fang and stood trembling there as the Keeper got caught up in the smell. Now, only Bu Fang could save them. Apparently, these Soul Demons feared the smell of food. So, as long as Bu Fang was here, their lives were guaranteed, and if Bu Fang died, they would die too!
Bu Fang glanced sideways at these geniuses and said nothing. To him, they were just… too cute.
Sizzle…
The hot oil boiled in the wok and tiny pale yellow bubbles kept appearing and bursting on its surface. Bu Fang reached out his chopsticks, took the noodle cake out, shook it gently to remove the excess oil, and then placed it in a porcelain bowl.
He was going to make a fragrance bomb, and there was only one dish that deserved that name. It was a delicacy that would wake you up when you were asleep. Not only was it convenient to cook, but it would also make your mouth water! On top of that, it could turn into a fragrance bomb just by pouring boiling water into it!
Bu Fang took a deep breath, reached for a blue-and-white porcelain bowl, and placed the deep-fried golden noodle cake in it. Then, he added the ingredients he had already stir-fried into the bowl as well. With a thought in his mind, porcelain jars appeared one by one and hovered around him.
The crown prince and the others were shocked at the sight and dazzled by Bu Fang’s cool gear. “He really is a professional!”
The aroma of food temporarily disappeared, and the Soul Demons rose once more, their eyes filled with ferocity. The Keeper’s old face was full of rage as he said coldly, “Strike now! Don’t let him make that dis.h.!.+” Somehow, a palpitation surged within him. He knew that if they let Bu Fang cook that dish, they would be in deep trouble. That was his intuition.
Bu Fang cast an indifferent glance at those Soul Demons. Meanwhile, Foxy stepped in front of him, put her paws on her waist, then opened her mouth wide and began another round of crazy bombarding.
Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da…
The Keeper focused his eyes, and insect scales covered his whole face in an instant. Then, he reached out his hand, tore the void apart, and stepped into it. At this moment, he could not conceal it any longer. He had devoured the true Keeper and comprehended the expert’s supreme Law of the Universe: the Law of s.p.a.ce. In the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Foxy.
That startled Foxy, and her volley came to an abrupt halt as a hand strangled her in the neck. Her eyes went wide.
“Stop it! Or I’ll strangle this little fellow to death!” the Keeper said coldly, his eyes fixed on Bu Fang.
The faces of the crown prince and the others hiding behind Bu Fang suddenly changed drastically, and they all became extremely pale. Without Bu Fang’s food, they were completely no match for these Soul Demons. In the t.i.tan Divine Dynasty, the Keepers were the strongest existences besides the Divine Emperor, and each of them was a top expert in the G.o.d King realm!
Bu Fang slowly lifted his head and glanced at the Keeper. The latter’s scaly face made him feel sick. “Foxy, stop playing,” he said.
His words gave everyone pause, including the crown prince, the geniuses, the Keeper, and the two guards, whose legs were shaking.
Foxy, whose neck was strangled by the Keeper, suddenly giggled. Then, her mouth opened wide, and her throat bulged.
Sizzle!
The Keeper felt a burning sting in his palm, and his stomach began to spasm.
As Foxy’s mouth opened, the fur all over her body turned b.l.o.o.d.y, and then a super-sized explosive meatball slowly flew out from between her jaws.
Rumble!
The Keeper’s scarlet pupils constricted. Releasing his grip on Foxy’s neck, he tore the void and stepped into it, fleeing into the distance without hesitation.
The two guards were still frozen in place. The next moment, the enlarged meatball hit them and exploded with a rumble, producing a huge cloud of aroma that completely engulfed both of them. Soon, they were vomiting on the ground again. This time, their bodies were completely immobile, and they could only squirm like two worthless worms.
BOOM!
The corners of Bu Fang’s mouth twitched slightly. With a shake of his hand, he took out an earthen pot from the Heaven and Earth Farmland. As he slapped open the lid, a sour smell wafted out at once.
“There is a universe in an old pot…” he muttered. Then, he pulled a vegetable stalk out of it. With the black kitchen knife in his hand, he cut it into square pieces, then added them to the blue-and-white porcelain bowl. After sprinkling some spices, he poured boiling Spring of Life over everything.
The crown prince and the others were confused. They noticed that there seemed to be something different about Bu Fang’s cooking. “What is he going to cook? Is this how noodles are cooked now?” They saw him put another large bowl upside down on the first bowl. “What kind of dish is this?” They were suddenly a little curious.
Foxy landed back on Bu Fang’s shoulder and sniffed. Then, she lifted her front paws and scratched her nose.
The Keeper’s whole body emitted a monstrous aura as it gradually changed. He began to swell while black insect scales were rapidly covering his skin. Soon, he turned into a huge creature with a pair of scarlet eyes that made one’s scalp go numb.
In an instant, the crown prince and the others’ breathing became difficult, and their whole bodies were s.h.i.+vering. The pressure in the air was too terrifying!
“Oh… So he’s a top Numbered Soul Demon?” The corner of Bu Fang’s mouth twitched slightly as he drummed his fingers on the upturned bowl, making a clear clicking sound.
After a while, his fingers stopped moving. He spread his palm, grabbed the upturned bowl, and lifted it. All of a sudden, shafts of golden light burst out of the blue-and-white porcelain bowl! It looked like a glowing sun now!
“A top Numbered Soul Demon? There’s nothing that a bowl of instant noodles can’t solve. If there is, then use two bowls.”
Boom!
A wave of aroma instantly spread from the porcelain bowl in Bu Fang’s hand and swept out in all directions.