Chapter 1001

Chapter 1001: Nether King, You’re Just a Weakling!

Translator: Zenobys, CatatoPatch

“Golden Lotus Demonic Flame!”

With an ecstatic expression, Gongshu Ban stared at the fiery flames on the stoves .

Inherit the half-step Qilin Chef’s inheritance?

Immortal flame, immortal tool, immortal material… He would have all three! Moreover, he could get the essence of a half-step Qilin Chef!

How could he not be thrilled facing this?

The seductive man smiled, looking at Gongshu Ban and Bu Fang . It seemed he could sense joy from the other two .

However, little did he know that he was just thinking nonsense about the latter . Usually, Bu Fang didn’t bat an eye on anything .

Except for the Golden Lotus Demonic Flame that could stir a ripple in his heart, the others… got nothing to stimulate his excitement .

The immortal tool of the half-step Qilin Chef had a big gap with Bu Fang’s God of Cooking Set, so how could Bu Fang feel excited because of a trivial thing like that?

However, it wasn’t bad that he could get the Golden Lotus Demonic Flame .

“A cooking battle?” Gongshu Ban’s eyes revealed an excited look .

He was the genius Immortal Chef of the Gongshu family, the one that likely had a chance to become a Qilin Chef . Of course he wasn’t afraid of a cooking battle!

Although he had heard many rumors about Bu Fang, he was pretty confident!

“Right… A simple cooking competition . I’ll provide cooking ingredients . You guys just need to show me your best,” Tong Ruo said with a smile .

The fiery space changed again .

The furious flame rose, raising the temperature in just a blink of an eye . By the stove, exquisite cooking ingredients emerged .

Bu Fang and Gongshu Ban looked at the radiant cooking ingredient . They were a little bewildered as they hadn’t expected tofu to become the ingredient .

The handsome man’s face wore a smile as he looked at the tofu on the stations .

“I, Tong Ruo, had grown up with tofu . I have many stories about it . Although my last attempt at Qilin Chef level failed because of tofu… I still have my fondness for it . I have no regrets . ”

Bu Fang slightly squinted .

Tofu was truly a good cooking ingredient . Just like him, he liked to mess with tofu .

Stinky tofu, for example…

Bu Fang and Gongshu Ban’s minds flickered, and they appeared by their own stove station .

The yellow flame burned furiously, illuminating their faces .

“Now… You guys can start cooking . ” Tong Ruo clasped his hand, smiling at the two of them .

As terrifying explosions blasted continuously in the void, the entire place shook hard .

Far from the battle, Xuanyuan Xiahui and Gongshu Yun were watching . They had long been dumbfounded as they looked at the void, which exploded unceasingly .

Nether King Er Ha’s phantom reached the sky . Each attack of his seemed able to shatter the void .

As for Jin Jiao, he was so formidable . Although the Nether King had constantly pounded him on the ground, he still stormed forward .

Jin Jiao’s phantom vanished . Making a step forward, he crossed the void, reappearing in front of Nether King Er Ha .

He walloped . The terrifying energy rippled in the air, expanding in every direction . The entire place shook as if it couldn’t stand it .

Meanwhile, the Netherworld Ship remained floating . Flowery and Nethery stood on the deck, staring fixedly on the battle .

Nethery’s black eyes focused . Her face was so stern, like never before .

Nether King Er Ha looked solemn, looking much different from his usual happy-go-lucky behavior . Today, he showed prestige, the solemnity of a Nether King .

Far from them, Luo Ji was floating cross-legged in the void, her eyes sparkling .

“Worthy of being my Big Brother Nether King . Compared to that beefy Jin Jiao, I can’t stop looking at him!” Luo Ji stretched her tongue, licking her red lips .

Jin Jiao looked like an ancient, wild beast, roaring angrily . Instantly, the ground shattered, and intimidating energy shot up into the air . The Nether energy surrounding him was so thick it could become real matter .

However, the soaring Jin Jiao was pounded into the ground one more time by Nether King Er Ha’s finger .

On his finger, tens of thousands of wisps of Nether energy congregated, shadowing the sky . That finger seemed able to poke through the void .

Under the force from that finger, the void shattered partially .

Jin Jiao was pounded, crashing into the ground .

“No matter what, His Highness is the Lord of Netherworld… You shouldn’t underestimate me,” Nether King Er Ha said indifferently .

His voice had never sounded that way before .

Jin Jiao climbed up from the ruin . The black armor on his body was still bright .

A sound of stifled laughter came from Jin Jiao’s mouth…

In the void, Luo Ji’s eyes narrowed . Then, her pupils shot out purple light .

Jin Jiao raised his hand, laughing . His face showed a crazed look!

“Lord of Netherworld isn’t the previous Lord of Netherworld… You inherited his title, but… your competence doesn’t live up to it!”

A jet of radiance rolled massively in the sky .

A moment later, a phantom of weapon rapidly congregated in Jin Jiao’s hand .

That phantom was formed fast . Eventually… it turned into a round, iron fan . That fan had some drawings that looked like a pair of eyes .

As soon as Nether King Er Ha saw the weapon, his eyes shrank .

Luo Ji was so surprised her red lips parted wide . “Divine tool… Corpse Ghost Soul Sealing Fan!”

Jin Jiao roared . Green veins bulged on his entire body, his face turning red .

As he used his force, wild wind roared .

This wild wind… sounded cold, desolate, and deadly .

The fan slapped, and the entire world was filled with black wind!

The surviving Immortal Chefs were filled with fear . They wanted to run, but the black wind had swept through them before they could get up on their feet .

The vitality in their bodies vanished in just a blink of an eye, turning cold and frigid . Their faces and open mouths froze in fear .

Xuanyuan Xiahui and Gongshu Yun were scared out of their wits .

Gongshu Yun had never encountered such a horrible scene . She was so scared her legs had turned into jelly .

Xuanyuan Xiahui knew they shouldn’t stand there and wait for death . Hence, he grabbed and carried Gongshu Yun, dashing toward the Golden Lotus Demonic Flame .

The extreme heat made Xuanyuan Xiahui feel he was being burned . However, he made the right move .

The wind that came with death didn’t reach them as the Golden Lotus Demonic Flame had stopped it .

Of course, the Golden Lotus Demonic Flame had almost been extinguished . However, since Jin Jiao’s target wasn’t the immortal flame, it could still endure…

“P-Put… Put me down!” Gongshu Yun got a hold of herself, struggling on Xuanyuan Xuan’s arms .

Eventually, she got off his hold . Raising her hand, she wanted to slap the man who had offended her .

However, Xuanyuan Xiahui’s dull eyes surprised her .

Following Xuanyuan Xiahui’s gaze, what she saw made her take in a breath of cold air .

The blazing, golden immortal flame seemed to have three people inside it .

Two were standing by the stoves . From their moves, they looked as though they were about to cook something .

It seems they were having a cooking battle .

“That’s Owner Bu… Owner Bu is competing against Gongshu Ban? Is it the key to get the immortal flame?”

Xuanyuan Xiahui’s eyes focused, gazing and studying the scene carefully .

“My brother will definitely win! No young chef could defeat my brother!” Gongshu Yun said arrogantly .

The fear caused by the deadly wind had somehow dissipated . Now, they were looking at the figures in the flame .

And, those two figures began cooking…

Nethery held Flowery as they hid inside the Netherworld Ship .

The horrible storm attacked . The ship that could pierce through spaces and secret realms was shaking as if it was about to break under such a wild wind!

At this moment, Luo Ji looked stern . She cursed Jin Jiao under her breath .

The Death God Scythe hovered by her, dropping black curtains, which shielded her from the wild wind .

The formidable wind that came with death flapped for a long time .

The entire space became dead silent…

Luo Ji held the Death God Scythe, her purple pupils shooting radiance .

Nethery and Flowery craned their heads out of the Netherworld Ship, checking the world out there . Instantly, their eyes shrank…

A wild wind… had completely changed the entire landscape!

Dust rose up to the sky in front of Jin Jiao, piling up into a giant mountain peak…

Nether King Er Ha was buried inside that mountain .

“Your father was the real Lord of the Netherworld . He ruled Earth Prison, and his prestige subdued the entire Netherworld . Even the experts from the Nether Prison didn’t dare to mess around…”

Jin Jiao gazed at the mountain, holding the massive iron fan as he sneered coldly . “And you… You’re just a weakling who inherited the Nether King title…”

Nethery’s eyes turned complicated .

As the cursed Netherworld woman, she knew many secrets .

Jin Jiao spoke the truth… Nether King Er Ha was much weaker than the previous Nether King .

The previous Nether King had exiled Nethery to the secret domain since he couldn’t lift the strange curse on her body .

He could only suppress the curse, so exiling her to the secret domain was the way to suppress it .

However, since the previous Nether King was dead, the seal that he had applied on Nethery was getting weaker and weaker .

The curse could possibly burst out…

It was also the reason why Jin Jiao and Luo Ji must capture her and bring her back . If the curse burst out, it would become a great disaster .

However, Nethery knew that her curse had soon been subdued by Bu Fang’s food .

That’s why… she didn’t want to leave!

The peak of the mountain was quivering, and soon, cracks slowly appeared .

With a sonic boom, the entire mountain exploded . Horrible Nether energy rocketed to the sky .

Jin Jiao’s eyes stared at the void .

Nether King Er Ha was looking at him with his emotionless eyes .

Scarlet armor emerged, covering Nether King Er Ha’s entire body . After a piece of armor appeared, his aura increased even further…

Two fierce wings spread open on the back of the armor…

A helmet appeared, covering Nether King Er Ha’s fluttering hair .

In just a short moment, an intense and terrifying pressure spread everywhere…

Nether King Er Ha stretched his neck, his eyes narrowing dangerously as he looked at Jin Jiao .

Finally, in a cold and menacing voice, he spoke, “His Highness hates it the most when people talk about his father . Jin Jiao, do you want to die?”

Immortal City, Immortal Cooking Realm .

Inside Immortal Chef Little Store, Lord Dog opened his eyes .

An intimidating aura suddenly burst out from Lord Dog .

At this moment, the Black Dragon King was sleeping on a chair, snoring as drool leaked out of his open mouth . All of a sudden, he felt suffocated that he had almost choked on his saliva .

He opened his eyes, turning around and goggling at the lazy fat dog bursting out with a horrible aura .

The black dog now had red eyes…

That red hue… seemed to show the Black Dragon King piles of corpses on a sea of blood .

The Black Dragon King was dumbfounded .

However, that scene had appeared fleetingly, disappearing in just a wink . Lord Dog resumed his lazy posture .

Sighing, Lord Dog shook his head and laid down .

The Black Dragon King was so baffled…

You showed off just to scare this dragon?