Gourmet of Another World

Chapter 1159 - The Fear of the Immortal Cooking Realm

Chapter 1159 The Fear of the Immortal Cooking Realm

“Congratulations on completing the targeted sales quota and taking another step toward the goal of becoming a God of Cooking. The rewards for the mission are a set of mental force control techniques and a fragment of the God of Cooking Set.”

Bu Fang opened his eyes, not in the least surprised. He knew that he was about to achieve the required sales quota. In fact, he would have reached the sales target long ago if the Immortal Chef Little Store in Immortal Cooking Realm had not been closed because of the decaying of the Immortal Tree.

Nevertheless, after opening Fang Fang’s Ice Cream Store in Goddess City, he knew he was on the verge of hitting his sales target. After all, the sales volume of the ice cream store was very high. Ice cream was much more tempting to women than ordinary delicacies.

Sitting not far away from the Spring of Life, he lightly exhaled. There seemed to be a spurt of foul air bursting out of his mouth.

With the completion of the sales target, Bu Fang’s cultivation base was also promoted.

He glanced at the system panel.

Host: Bu Fang

True Energy Cultivation: Nine-star True Immortal Realm

Cooking talent: Eight Stars

Skills: Level 2 Meteor Knife Skill (100/100), Level 2 Big Dipper Carving Skill (100/100), Level 1 Knife Skill: Overlord Thirteen Blades (13/13), Gourmet Array (4/6), Cutting Immortal Style (1/3)

Items: Golden Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife (God of Cooking Set), Black Turtle Constellation Wok (God of Cooking Set), Vermillion Robe (God of Cooking Set), White Tiger Heaven Stove (God of Cooking Set)

God of Cooking overall rating: First Grade Immortal Chef (Can refine the origin energy in the ingredients and condense immortal energy, reaching a higher level of cooking skills.)

System rank: Level 4 (Can fuse immortal energy. True energy conversion ratio has increased to 200%)

System reward: A set of mental force control techniques and a fragment of the God of Cooking Set

After glancing through the system panel, Bu Fang quickly pulled himself out to the real world.

He didn’t pay much attention to most of the information.

It didn’t surprise Bu Fang that his cultivation base had risen to Nine-star True Immortal Realm. The breakthrough of the system had always spanned a very large gap like this, saving a lot of time. As long as he achieved the required sales target, he might take only the space of one breath to reach a level that some people fail to reach in a lifetime.

Of course, the higher the level, the harder it would be to achieve the sales target, and naturally, it would not be so easy to break through.

Bu Fang could feel the terrible power in his body, which was much stronger than it used to be.

If he were still at Three-star True Immortal Realm, he could be instantly killed by this power.

He could not help but gasp in his mind as he finally realized that the cultivation base of a Nine-star True Immortal Realm expert was so formidable!

If he had not come out with the explosive meatballs, he probably wouldn’t have killed so many Nine-star True Immortal Realm experts.

He was really lucky.

Bu Fang exhaled and calmed himself down.

The reward for this promotion was somewhat strange. It was not a dish, but a set of mental force control techniques.

With a thought, the reward instantly transformed into a stream of light and rushed into Bu Fang’s head.

Buzz...

Bu Fang sat cross-legged down on the boulder once again and closed his eyes.

A mysterious fluctuation enveloped him, washing his body like waterfalls.

“Oh? What’s this?”

He came to his spirit sea.

There was a light screen in the sky over the spirit sea, with rows of texts scrolling down.

He guessed those were the techniques of controlling his mental force.

As he reached higher levels, the system’s rewards would definitely become greater. Therefore, Bu Fang believed that this set of mental force control techniques was not something useless.

After practicing it for a while, he opened his eyes.

The set of techniques was a means that could enhance Bu Fang’s control over his mental force. In the past, although he knew how to release his mental force and used it to help him cook, the control was too rough, and the perception was too weak. These techniques could condense his mental force and drive it toward divine sense. After practicing them, his mental force could even be used for fighting enemies, and it would provide greater help to his cooking.

The mental force control techniques were divided into three levels, which were divine perception, divine will, and divine sense.

Bu Fang’s mental force was very strong but not compact. According to the classification of the mental force control techniques, it was not even divine perception.

Sitting with his legs crossed, Bu Fang studied the golden texts that kept emerging in the sky over his spirit sea, which illuminated everything like bright stars.

The light emanated from them sprinkled down and covered his spirit sea like a golden veil.

Bathed in the golden light, the four God of Cooking Set spirits stationed separately around the spirit sea. They appeared to be very quiet.

In the distance, there was a mass of chaos churning.

It was the unknown part of Bu Fang’s spirit sea. Clearly, his spirit sea had not yet been fully developed.

As the texts kept emerging and exuding mysterious fluctuations, Bu Fang’s body flickered with a golden light.

Suddenly, his spirit became condensed.

He felt as if something had rushed out from the crown of his head.

Although his eyes were closed, he could still see everything around him. Nothing could escape his perception. He could even see the ants on the ground.

Bu Fang opened his eyes. His glance was as sharp as a sword and came with a gush of terrible energy.

He felt as if he had just gone through a baptism.

Oh?

Lord Dog, lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Bu Fang. Even he was slightly surprised by the bright light bursting from Bu Fang’s eyes.

This boy has grown stronger again!

His Nine-star True Immortal Realm energy was unconcealed, so Lord Dog could clearly sense it.

Ice Saint, sitting cross-legged on a boulder in the distance, was also slightly shocked. She looked at Bu Fang with a touch of wistfulness in her eyes.

When the little fox in her arms sensed Bu Fang’s energy, it squeaked and jumped out of her arms. Transforming into a beam of white light, it flew to his shoulder, rubbing his face with its head.

Bu Fang smiled and gently rubbed Foxy’s head.

As he got up, his bones rumbled like thunder. His cultivation base had been greatly improved once again.

Lord Dog rolled his eyes. He could not understand why Bu Fang had to make so much noise when breaking through and disturbed his sleep.

The nine-tailed fox stared shockingly at Bu Fang with its dark golden eyes.

The fact that he had stepped into the Nine-star True Immortal Realm in the space of a breath showed that he was indeed a... big boss!

Ice Saint looked at Bu Fang coolly.

When she saw him walking toward her, she seemed to see that man from ten thousand years ago, approaching her with a smile.

However, it was only her illusion.

She blinked, and the man she was very familiar with disappeared, replaced by Bu Fang’s expressionless face.

“You and he are so similar... His breakthrough was just like yours,” Ice Saint said.

Bu Fang nodded indifferently. He had become accustomed to those words now.

Perhaps the so-called old friend mentioned by Ice Saint was the system’s former host.

However, that didn’t bother him. He was Bu Fang, not some other man.

“You came to God Vanishing Mountain to get the Spring of Life, right?” Ice Saint asked as she sat gracefully on a rock and stared at Bu Fang with her beautiful eyes.

Bu Fang nodded.

“The Immortal Tree in Immortal Cooking Realm is decaying. I need the Spring of Life to wake its seedling.” After saying that, Bu Fang spread his palm and showed her a dull-looking and lifeless seed.

Ice Saint glanced at the seedling and arched her brow.

“A sacred-grade immortal ingredient... No wonder you need the Spring of Life. No, the ordinary Spring of Life cannot resurrect it. You need its origin water.”

Ice Saint had a pair of discerning eyes, and she saw the problem with just a glance.

Bu Fang was silent. The truth was exactly what she said.

Ice Saint raised her finger and pointed to the whirlpool in the distance. “That is the source of the Spring of Life. If you can take the origin water from it, I can give it to you for free.”

That gave Bu Fang a pause. He didn’t expect Ice Saint to be so accommodating.

“The Spring of Life was brought here by that man. If you can take it away, it’s your fated chance. But I want to remind you that the source of the Spring of Life contains infinite dangers. You must be careful. If you are in any danger at the source, I’ll not save you.”

Ice Saint’s cold tone made Bu Fang’s pupils constrict.

In the distance, Lord Dog opened his eyes and looked over curiously. Apparently, he had also seen the horrors in the Spring of Life’s source.

Bu Fang’s grip tightened on the Immortal Tree’s seedling. A moment later, he lightly exhaled.

He took Foxy down from his shoulder and gave it to Ice Saint. After that, he took a step forward and bolted toward the Spring of Life’s source.

Ice Saint, Lord Dog, the nine-tailed fox, and Foxy gazed at him at the same time.

The danger in the Spring of Life was no joke.

Bu Fang walked in the air toward his destination. Soon, he approached the huge whirlpool.

Strong life energy was constantly spurting out from it.

He landed on its side. Looking at the center of the whirlpool, which appeared like a bottomless pit, he took a deep breath.

This should be the source of the Spring of Life.

Bu Fang frowned. When life energy reached its peak, it would be filled with the essence of death. Looking at the life energy in the whirlpool turning into streams of murderous energy, he finally understood the meaning of the dangers mentioned by Ice Saint.

He took out a porcelain bowl and unleashed his divine perception.

It looked as if an invisible hand was holding the bowl to scoop some origin water out of the whirlpool.

However, as soon as the bowl entered the whirlpool, a terrible power came pouring over and crashed it, turning it into powder.

The destructive force made Bu Fang gasp.

Why is this origin water so terrifying?!

It seemed a little difficult to scoop out the origin water by ordinary means.

In the distance, the nine-tailed fox had a look of amusement on his face. There was a reason why he dared to leave his place to save his wife previously. The source of the Spring of Life was so full of danger that few people could get the origin water from it, even when he was not guarding it.

“It will not be so easy for this little guy to do it!”

Suddenly, the nine-tailed fox’s eyes grew wide.

He saw Bu Fang, who was standing outside the whirlpool, took a step forward and fell straight toward the source, disappearing into the spinning water in just a flash.

He sucked in a cold breath.

“Is that human courting death? Even a Little Saint will be seriously wounded if he falls into the source of the Spring of Life... Why is he so bold? He will surely die!”

On the other hand, Ice Saint and Lord Dog’s eyes flashed with a look of amusement.

...

Meanwhile, at the towering city wall next to Heaven Nether Bridge in Immortal Cooking Realm...

The great bronze gate stood in silence.

Suddenly, a loud noise echoed out from the gate, shaking the whole city wall and causing stones to roll down from the top of the wall.

“Open!”

A demonic roar rang out.

The bronze gate immediately let out a heavy squeak. The noise of the gate brushing across the ground seemed to shake the entire Immortal Cooking Realm.

Rumble!

As the bronze gate slowly swung open, waves of horrible Nether energy kept pouring out from behind it.

All of a sudden, a cyan palm with its bones exposed pressed against the gate and pushed.

With a deafening noise, the bronze gate was forcibly knocked open and slammed into the city wall.

After that, a gigantic figure slowly walked out of the dark city entrance. The ground shook violently with every step it took.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of air being torn rang out, again and again.

Numerous experts of Nether Prison clad in black robes flew out from behind the figure.

Boom!

The ground caved in under the gigantic figure’s steps, while waves of terrible energy swept out in all directions like a great storm.

“The seal is broken at last! It’s time for the delicate flowers in the Immortal Cooking Realm to taste the horror from Nether Prison!”