Chapter 1420: A Mid-grade God

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

‘He… caught it?!’

The blond girl covered her mouth with both hands. Her face was pale, and her heart raced as she watched in disbelief. In her eyes, Bu Fang raised a hand and caught the palm thrown at him by the Earth Divine Chef.

The atmosphere froze in an instant. It was as though a storm was brewing, and the girl could feel something bad was about to happen.

“How dare you offend me?! You are just a Demigod and a Spirit Divine Chef! Fine, fine, fine… I’ll now teach you a lesson on behalf of the Divine Chef Temple!” The Earth Divine Chef sneered with a towering rage.

Hastily, the girl said, “My lord! It is all due to my negligence! I’ll coordinate with this young mister now!”

Her voice was still ringing in the air when the old man glared at her furiously and growled, “Who do you think you are? I said I’m going to teach this boy a lesson, so shut your mouth!”

That frightened the girl. Her strength left her legs immediately, and she slumped to the ground.

Bu Fang’s face grew cold. He could feel a great force exploded out from the old man’s palm as the latter tried to struggle free of his grip.

“You are only a Demigod, and I can kill you with a slap!” The old man’s eyes burst into a red blaze. The next moment, a vibrating force erupted out of his palm as he tried to repel Bu Fang’s Taotie Arm.

To his surprise, however, his move did not force Bu Fang’s hand back. Instead, he was suppressed further and could hardly move at all.

“You’re courting death!” Killing intent flickered in the old man’s eyes. Then, Runes of Law emerged and swirled around him, in which the power of two Laws could be sensed.

A burst of scorching heat forced Bu Fang to loosen his palm.

The old man immediately jumped backward, keeping a distance between them. He raised a hand, and a mass of dark red flame appeared in his palm, burning ragingly as if to incinerate everything.

“Do you know the difference between a Demigod and a God? A God’s complete Law is enough to crush all Demigods!” The Earth Divine Chef sneered as he threw his palm toward Bu Fang again.

The Law of Fire swept out and transformed into a huge flaming palm. At this moment, the whole room began to break and crumble. The palm rumbled as it flew toward Bu Fang, burning everything along the way with a terribly destructive force.

Bu Fang stood where he was with his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes narrowing slightly. ‘Oh, a Law of Fire? A pity that my Divine flame had devoured a Law of Fire. Otherwise… this Law seems amazing,’ he thought to himself.

He opened his mouth, and a tiny silver flame quietly flew out of it, spinning over his palm like a glittering lotus flower. As it spun, the petals gradually bloomed. The moment the Divine flame appeared, it attracted all the light in the room.

Even then, the old man’s flaming palm fell as it tried to kill Bu Fang with one swift stroke. The divine pressure of a God swept out as if to tear the void apart.

The battle had already attracted the attention of the many Divine Chefs in the distinguished guest tower. They wondered why would someone fight here when this building was the residence of all Divine Chefs. When they turned to look at the room where the battle was taking place, their faces turned strange.

“That’s Master Cheng’s room…”

“Who dared offend that crazy Cheng?”

“This is horrible… Crazy Cheng never shows us any respect as he thought he’s the greatest chef here. So someone finally summoned up the courage to fight him?”

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All the Divine Chefs floated up into the air and watched the battle from a distance, each wearing a meaningful smile.

Two loud thumps rang out as two figures rose from the center of the explosion. Bu Fang’s Vermilion Robe fluttered in the wind, and his face was calm. On the other hand, the God, who was called Master Cheng, was shrouded in the Law of Fire.

Many people were confused when they saw Bu Fang because he was a total stranger. The blond girl had also rushed out of the exploding room with a frightened look. How could she not be frightened when she was just a Great Saint? There was no way she would withstand the wrath of a God.

She glanced in awe at the sky, then hurriedly informed the higher echelon of the Divine Chef Temple with a jade talisman. She was no longer qualified to intervene in the fight of this level, so she could only get her superior to solve this situation.

What amazed her was that Bu Fang was able to fight a God without showing signs of losing. ‘This young man is just a Demigod…’

The battle in the sky quickly became white-hot. The old man kept attacking with the Law of Fire, but all his blows were easily fended off by Bu Fang’s Divine flame. No matter how he attacked, his power of a God could not break through Bu Fang’s Divine flame. That made the old man feel extremely anxious.

Whitey stood atop the tower. Flames raged around it while the flags behind it fluttered in the wind. Suddenly, its mechanical eyes flashed, then it bent its knees and kicked the ground. The tower’s ceiling collapsed in an instant as it jumped into the sky like a cannonball, shooting toward the old man.

“A puppet? Scram!” The old man did not have the mood to waste his time with a puppet now. He growled and threw out a palm. His divine pressure and the Law of Fire swept out at the same time to smash Whitey into the ground.

Even then, Whitey’s flags descended from the sky and stabbed into the ground behind the old man, then its spear sped forward, roaring through the air like a giant silver dragon.

The old man’s pupils constricted as his body was knocked backward and thrown up into the sky. The next moment, the beam of silver light faded, revealing Whitey, which promptly threw its huge palm forward and slapped the old man.

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With a ripping sound, the old man’s clothes were torn apart. Strips of cloth flew everywhere as Whitey landed beside Bu Fang with a thump, holding the spear with a mighty aura rippling around its body.

Bu Fang’s face was strange.

In the distance, the old man looked livid and slightly frightened, and he was covering his manhood with both hands. Soon, the Law of Fire rolled over and wrapped his naked body. He could not believe this puppet was so nasty! How could it tear his clothes apart?!

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Suddenly, the old man’s heart skipped a beat. He saw Bu Fang appear in front of him. With a Taotie roar, a fist was growing larger and larger in his eyes.

The fist smashed him in the eye with a thud. The old man shrieked and covered his face. He felt as though his body was being ripped apart as he fell from the sky. The Power of Law emanated from him as he crashed into the ground and created a deep hole.

Master Cheng, who was a God, was thrown to the ground with a punch by a young man? Everyone who witnessed this was utterly shocked.

They had seen a Demigod defeat a God before, but that was a feat only those talented sons of the aristocratic families in the capital—the genius sons of the kings, or the princes in the palaces—could have accomplished.

It was hard to believe that this young man could do it as well. He did not even use the Power of Law. Could he be… the son of some powerful aristocratic family in the capital or the son of some king?

The blond girl was already struck dumb. She did not expect Bu Fang to be so fearsome. He had defeated a God!

With a humming sound, a flash of gold appeared in Bu Fang’s hand, and then the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife fell into his grip. With a dispassionate face, he held the knife firmly and glanced indifferently at the old man down below. Waves of terrible energy rapidly gathered over the blade as he raised it. He was about to kill the old man with Cutting Immortal Style.

However, just when Bu Fang was about to do that, the whole void around him froze, and an extremely formidable divine sense enveloped him in a flash. His face changed slightly. ‘A mid-grade God?’

The void slowly broke apart, and a beautiful woman clad in a red gauzy dress stepped gracefully out of it. Her feet were bare, and she had a peach blossom mark on her brow. Her skin was fair, her lips were red, and her eyes were watery. In short, she was a pretty and charming woman.

“Please stop, mister. It is Divine Chef Temple’s fault this time. I hope mister can calm down,” the woman said as she smiled gently at Bu Fang.

Bu Fang frowned. He could sense the terrible pressure emanating from her, and her divine sense frightened him a little. Evidently, she was a mid-grade God, and he was no match for her with his current cultivation base.

To become a mid-grade God, one must comprehend five Laws at the very least. When a God comprehended a Law, their strength would double, so a mid-grade God could easily suppress a low-grade God.

Bu Fang could fight a low-grade God, but he was still too weak to face a mid-grade God.

The woman flicked her fingers, and a jade talisman immediately flew in front of Bu Fang.

“This is the new room we’ve prepared for you, mister. It can definitely satisfy your needs… Also, there are one thousand source stones and one source gem in the talisman. These are Divine Chef Temple’s compensations for you.

“You Divine Chefs are recruited by us, and we will naturally provide you with the best services and lifestyle. However… We expect returns from our investment. I hope you all can work harder when breaking the seal of the inheritance,” the beautiful woman said in a soft voice.

Meanwhile, some other experts of the Divine Chef Temple had come to calm the old man down below, and they brought him away from the scene.

Before he left, however, the old man shot a hard look at Bu Fang. The fact that he, an Earth Divine Chef, was beaten by a boy filled his heart with resentment. He vowed to himself that he would repay this one day!

Bu Fang was not affected by the gaze, of course. However, since the woman had asked him to calm down, he was too lazy to push things too far. In any case, he had beaten the old man and vented his anger. He had taken all the advantages, and if he did not let the matter rest, he would be asking for trouble. After all, he needed to show some respect to the Divine Chef Temple.

“Mister, you have done excellently at such a young age. Defeating a low-grade God with just the cultivation base of a Demigod… Such talent would put you on the same level as those geniuses in the capital! I really admire you… It is Divine Chef Temple’s honor to have you here,” the woman said as she stared at Bu Fang with a strange look in her eyes.

She was shocked by Bu Fang’s fighting strength and cultivation base.

“However… Mister, now that you have joined the Divine Chef Temple, you have to follow our rules. After all, the Divine Chef Temple is not a place where one could act wantonly.”

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She looked at Bu Fang with the same gentle smile on her face, but a terrible divine sense pressure burst out of her and went sweeping toward Bu Fang.