Gourmet of Another World - Chapter 1240

Chapter 1240: Bu Fang Makes a Move!

Octopus tentacles had run out.

This was somewhat unexpected to Bu Fang, but it didn’t surprise him too much. Anyway, he still had many other kinds of meat, such as demon frogs, dragon claws, and dragon tails. All of them tasted really good.

He placed a piece of demon frog meat on the Black Turtle Iron Plate. A puff of white smoke rose into the sky. With the flat spatula in his hand, he kept pressing the meat, causing the juice in the meat to ooze out. As soon as the milky juice touched the hot plate, it boiled and emitted rolling steam.

The fragrance of frog meat spread, brightening the eyes of the onlookers. Many of them were drooling and staring at the piece of meat on the iron plate, looking eager to try and taste it.

Bu Fang was very calm. Cooking took time, and waiting was a kind of training.

In the distance, Xuanyuan Xiahui was running at full speed toward the stall. His eyes were a little red, his whole body was shaking, and his mood seemed unstable.

The frog meat on the iron plate was cooked. A delicious fragrance wafted out of the red meat. Bu Fang sprinkled some wine and a few drops of oil onto it, and a plume of fire instantly rose and burned over the plate.

At that moment, Xuanyuan Xiahui arrived with bloodshot eyes.

“Why did you come back so soon? They lost?” Bu Fang didn’t stop cooking as he gave Xuanyuan Xiahui a doubtful look.

Xuanyuan Xiahui nodded in silence.

By the look of Xuanyuan Xiahui’s face, Bu Fang knew that those little fellows must have been badly defeated. As for how bad, he wasn’t sure. However, since they lost so quickly, it must be quite serious. This was actually a stimulus to them. If they could overcome this psychological shadow, their future achievements would be unlimited.

Bu Fang exhaled softly and waved at Xuanyuan Xiahui. “Come here.”

“Me?” Xuanyuan Xiahui didn’t quite understand why Bu Fang asked him to come over.

“Help me watch the fire. You just need to keep it at this temperature. I’ll be back in a minute,” Bu Fang said.

Xuanyuan Xiahui’s eyes widened. ‘What did he just say? He’ll be back in a minute? Shouldn’t he just close the stall? Our opponents are no weaklings! They have three half-step Saints and two Nine-star True Immortals! Their strength overwhelms ours!’

He trusted Bu Fang, but if Bu Fang didn’t take their opponents seriously, he might fail miserably!

“Owner Bu…”

Xuanyuan Xiahui got a little worried, but Bu Fang ignored him and just handed him the spatula. Despite his qualms, he took the spatula, and the look in his eyes changed instantly.

Boom!

A horrible impact suddenly hit his mind. He felt as if he had smashed his face against the wall, and blood was going to spurt from his nose and mouth.

‘This is a lot of pressure…’

As soon as he took over Bu Fang’s cooking, Xuanyuan Xiahui immediately felt the horrifying pressure. He had always assumed that Bu Fang’s cooking level was the same as theirs. Now, it seemed that he was really too naive.

‘A Third Grade Immortal Chef? I think Owner Bu’s cooking skill has long reached the level of Qilin Chef!’

The pressure exuding from the demon frog meat made his forehead sweat. He did not dare to be distracted, for he was afraid that if he did, he would ruin the dish.

Bu Fang glanced at all the people who were looking at him and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, I’m sorry, but I have a match to fight. The business will be suspended until I return.”

After that, he put his sleeves down, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked at a leisurely pace toward the arena in the distance.

Everyone around was stunned.

‘What’s this? You’re halfway through the cooking, and now you want to fight a match? How can a match be more important than cooking for us?’

However, they naturally did not say that to him. Instead, many people followed him with curiosity. They thought that if the little chef was badly beaten, they would have no chance of eating his teppanyaki again. They wouldn’t want that to happen.

A group of people had clustered in front of the arena. However, Bu Fang’s arrival brought another group of people. They mixed with the crowd like a river flowing into a greater river, making the place even more crowded and noisier.

Bu Fang walked slowly toward the arena, followed by the monks of the West Little Buddhism Realm, who appeared in the first team match.

Mo Yan saw Bu Fang. Her eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears in them. Leaning against her arm was Zhu Yan, who had been beaten into a pig’s head with blood spurting from his nose and mouth. He looked miserable.

Bu Fang was silent. He felt a little sad. Zhu Yan, who was so arrogant in the beginning, now looked as miserable as a dead dog. He was also slightly angry. For better or worse, Zhu Yan was from the Immortal Cooking Realm, and since he now represented the realm, he could not let others bully them without doing anything. Moreover, Realm Lord Di Tai had asked him to take good care of these little fellows.

In the arena, Fang Yu roared wildly. All his bones were shaking and making a crackling sound. His opponent, the Blackwind Continent expert, was toying with the kitchen knife with one hand while using the other hand to beat him until he could not move.

“Weak… Too weak!” The Blackwind Continent expert grinned, his eyes flashing with contempt.

In the distance, the Vajra Realm experts laughed mockingly, as did the rest of the audience.

“Get out of here!”

“Go back to your puny Immortal Cooking Realm! Don’t come out and make a fool of yourself again!”

“As a cook, you ought to just stay in the kitchen! You shouldn’t come out to compete with experts!”

Laughter and banter filled the air.

Meanwhile, in the Immortal Cooking Realm…

The experts watching the competition through the light screen were furious. They all clenched their fists and felt very aggrieved. They didn’t expect that the Immortal Cooking Realm was so looked down upon and considered weak in the outside world.

“We shouldn’t have sent the juniors!”

“We have Nine-star True Immortals too! We should have sent Nine-star True Immortals to participate in the tournament!”

Some of those experts roared.

City Lord Meng Qi, City Lord Zou, and the others were silent. Looking at the light screen, they also felt sad and depressed. However, they also understood that this was what Realm Lord Di Tai wanted them to see.

The Immortal Cooking Realm was not strong among the worlds around the Netherworld. The realm was no longer a greenhouse, and the people living in it could no longer live in dreams. They had to feel the law of the jungle in the outside worlds, and the tournament could stimulate everyone to cultivate harder and strengthen their cultivation base.

That was Realm Lord Di Tai’s goal.

Still, they felt oppressed when they saw the Immortal Cooking Realm’s contestants being abused by their opponents.

“He lost…” Gongshu Baiguang sighed with a complicated look in his eyes.

On the light screen, Fang Yu was cut in the body using the knife the Blackwind Continent expert had seized from Zhu Yan. After that, he was thrown out of the arena, his head nearly crushed.

Everyone in the Immortal Cooking Realm fell into silence.

Fang Yu was defeated. The Immortal Cooking Realm had lost two matches in a row, and one more loss would be the end of their journey in the team matches. Everyone felt bad about it.

In fact, Fang Yu had tried very hard. He fought with all his might, but the gap between him and his opponent was still too wide. A Six-star True Immortal was much weaker than a Nine-star True Immortal.

Fang Yu coughed out a mouthful of blood and turned deathly pale. Before he left the Immortal Cooking Realm, he thought that he was very strong, that he was a favored child of heaven. But when he came here, he finally learned the cruelty of the world and realized that he was only a frog in the well. It turned out that, in fact, he was nothing.

All of a sudden, his body was supported by a gentle force and then slowly placed on the ground.

Not far away, Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back, released his divine will, and controlled Fang Yu’s body. Looking at the young man, who was coughing blood, he said in a faint voice, “Don’t be discouraged. You’re young, and life has its ups and downs.”

Fang Yu looked at him blankly.

‘Great… Great Demon King? Yes, we still have the Great Demon King!’ At that moment, he recalled the miracles that Bu Fang had created. ‘Maybe he could save the Immortal Cooking Realm some face…’

However, he was soon disappointed. Along the way, Bu Fang had given him a bad impression.

‘He’s just a guy who depends on women… How can such a guy possibly create miracles?’

Not far away, Zhu Yan woke up. He had an inscrutable expression on his face as tears trickled down his cheeks. He felt that he had disgraced the Immortal Cooking Realm. Beside him, Mo Yan bit her lip with mixed emotions.

Bu Fang controlled Fang Yu’s body with his divine will and placed him next to Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan looked at Bu Fang with his swollen eyes.

Bu Fang gave him a sideways glance and slightly twitched the corner of his mouth. After that, he clasped his hands behind his back and walked toward the arena.

The Immortal Cooking Realm’s third contestant stepped into the arena.

When the people in the Immortal Cooking Realm saw Bu Fang slowly walking into the arena on the light screen, they fell silent for a few seconds before breaking out into an uproar.

“Wow! It’s the Great Demon King! It’s Owner Bu!”

“The Great Demon King has finally made his appearance! You must show the Immortal Cooking Realm’s dignity to the other worlds!”

“The Great Demon King is invincible!”

Everyone in the Immortal Cooking Realm was boiling at this moment. They could only rely on Bu Fang now. Even those from the aristocratic families who did not like him also clenched their fists, praying nervously in their hearts. Personal feuds really counted for little when it came to the realm’s honor.

“The Great Demon King… Defeat them all!”

As soon as Bu Fang stepped into the arena, he attracted the attention of the whole audience. After a few seconds of silence, the crowd burst out laughing, and the first to do so were the Vajra Realm experts.

“Oh, it’s that little toy boy from the Immortal Cooking Realm! He’s a little lizard who depends on women!”

“So there are still people from the Immortal Cooking Realm who have the courage to stand up? I thought they’d already withdrawn from the tournament!”

“Owner, leave the arena and just stay in the kitchen to cook!”

The audience clamored louder and louder.

On a high platform not far away, You Ji carried the Overbearing Hefty Sword on her back and looked indifferently at the arena. The words of the audience reached her ears and made the look in her eyes turn sharp. She wondered why Bu Fang had the courage to come forward.

‘His cultivation base… Wait…’ Her eyes suddenly narrowed.

The Blackwind Continent expert toyed with Zhu Yan’s kitchen knife and stared at Bu Fang with a playful look in his eyes. “Here comes another guy who wants to die. The Immortal Cooking Realm really produces a lot of crap… Well, I just have to defeat you so all of you can stop dreaming. I’ll be the first contestant in the Blackwind Continent’s history to defeat an entire team of a small world!”

He grinned, and the next moment, he swept out the kitchen knife. With a slash, a flash of light tore through the air and went straight toward Bu Fang’s head with icy energy. At the same time, he moved. His black robe flapped noisily as his body transformed into a gust of black wind and shot toward Bu Fang.

The audience screamed and watched the battle in the arena excitedly.

Zhu Yan and the others from the Immortal Cooking Realm turned pale, while Mo Yan closed her eyes and did not dare to look, fearing that she would see the sad sight of Bu Fang being cut in half by his opponent.

All of a sudden, the clamor stopped.

The black wind flew back abruptly as if it had been hit by a mighty force, while the kitchen knife, which looked like an ice crystal, was held by Bu Fang like a flower.

Everyone was dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief. At this moment, a hush fell over the arena.