1130 All Men Are Fickle-Minded

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The sound of clothes tearing apart echoed.

The surroundings turned silent. The guards, who were screaming just a moment ago, all became stunned.

Under that man's finger, their leader's robes were ripped apart, her body and fair skin reflecting in everyone's eyes…

The crowned lady's hair suddenly fanned out, and it continued to flutter with the wind.

Nether King Er Ha, who was hovering in the sky, blinked. Then, a grin spread across his face.

"Nice body..."

The crowned lady's pupils shrank, and her face suddenly turned red.

Bu Fang couldn't help but rub his forehead...

Buzz…

The crowned lady gritted her teeth, then went ahead and slapped Nether King Er Ha.

Immediately, Nether King Er Ha's figure flew back, but he quickly gained control and landed next to Bu Fang.

The crowned lady, who had been stripped of her clothes, looked like she was about to burst into tears at any moment. Such humiliation was unbearable to her.

Biting her scarlet red lips, the woman shook with anger. "Damn pervert! I... I'll go all out against you!"

But just as she was about to start, a sudden noise broke out in the sky.

Her figure suddenly froze, and she turned her head to look far away.

There, a figure in white robes could be seen suspended in the air.

"The High Priestess!"

With her long hair spread out, the crowned lady immediately kneeled on the ground.

The High Priestess floated in the air, looking like she was an immortal. At this moment, the void seemed to completely freeze.

Nether King Er Ha stared at the High Priestess and took a deep breath.

"The Lord of Netherworld has actually personally visited Goddess City, and yet this High Priestess was unable to welcome you. I hope that the Lord of Netherworld forgives me."

The High Priestess walked through the air like she was taking a stroll in a park, her black hair and white robes fluttering.

She then turned to the crowned lady, who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "Wei Jin... Quick, apologize to the Lord of Netherworld."

The crowned lady's body shook.

The Lord of Netherworld?

How could this pervert be the Lord of Netherworld?!

The Lord of Netherworld… Such an identity was special, even in Goddess City.

"Well, don't worry. This king doesn't really care about such etiquette..." Nether King Er Ha blushed. He picked up the other party's clothes and apologized. Even he felt a little embarrassed.

Nevertheless, even with such an identity, he wasn't permitted to kill casually in Goddess City. Otherwise, it would be highly likely that these women before him would be already dead.

But…

Due to his father, he couldn't just carelessly slaughter in Goddess City.

"Since the Lord of Netherworld is so magnanimous, I thank you in Wei Ji's stead..." the High Priestess said coldly.

Hovering in the air with her bare feet, she violently swung her sleeves. Those sleeves billowed, looking like they were covering the entire sky.

As the sleeves rolled back, Wei Jin and the Guardian Army disappeared.

With that one move, Bu Fang could not help take in a breath of cold air.

Nether King Er Ha's eyes also shrank.

The High Priestess looked at Nether King Er Ha, then at Bu Fang, saying, "Nether King, do enjoy the food and drinks. If something happens, please do act with caution..."

Her playful eyes made Bu Fang's heart jump. It was as if everything that had just taken place was merely a game.

The strength of this woman... was definitely extraordinary!

The High Priestess then stepped away. Soon, she disappeared before their eyes.

"The women of Goddess City... are all perverted," Nether King Er Ha muttered, smashing his mouth.

"That woman is very strong," Bu Fang said.

"Of course, she's strong. After all, she represents the entire God Vanishing Mountain. Even Ying Long, that smelly dragon, wouldn't dare offend Goddess City... If it hadn't been for Goddess City, the Netherworld would be much different."

The Netherworld had three forbidden areas, and each of them had a representative force, which was incomparably strong. Simply put, each forbidden area had extremely powerful existences.

"Alright... Anyway, I want to enter the God Vanishing Mountain. Would you be able to do anything about it?" Bu Fang looked at Nether King Er Ha and asked.

"God Vanishing Mountain? What do you plan on doing in that shabby place?" Nether King Er Ha frowned, looking at Bu Fang with some doubts.

Bu Fang explained, "The Immortal Cooking Realm is on the verge of collapse. The Immortal Tree seedlings have fallen in deep sleep and can only be awakened using water from the Spring of Life… which is at the God Vanishing Mountain. That's why I have to go there."

"The Immortal Cooking Realm is on the verge of collapse? Tch, tch, tch... I've known for a long time that the Immortal Cooking Realm is declining. I didn't think it would be in such a situation this early, though," Nether King Er Ha said as he touched his chin. "The Spring of Life is indeed at God Vanishing Mountain, but even if you were to enter, the Spring of Life isn't easily found... Are you sure you want to go in there?"

Bu Fang looked at him and answered, "It's not like I've got other choices right now."

"Well, I can't get you in there. You'll have to let Goddess City's madwoman take you there," Nether King Er Ha said.

Bu Fang rolled his eyes. "You see, I'm going to take part in a cooking competition to get the qualification to cook for the imperial feast. After that, I have to impress and conquer the Empress with my dishes to get permission to enter God Vanishing Mountain."

After saying that, Bu Fang turned around. As he took a step, a loud boom rang out as his feet touched the ground, his figure speeding out into the distance.

"Bu Fang wants to conquer that madwoman?" Nether King Er Ha muttered, stunned. By the time he recovered, Bu Fang was already far away.

"Ah... Bu Fang, wait for this king! Also... give this king something to relieve his appetite before you leave!"

…

Dragon Lake, Goddess City

At this moment, Dragon Lake was surrounded by a huge crowd.

Many people were curious and wanted to watch what was taking place at the square. There were soldiers in armor, and there were also several great figures sitting in the clearing.

A cooking stage could be seen in the public square.

Chef Jing Yuan, who was wearing a chef robe, stood in place with a serious expression. She was looking at the stove as if she were deep in thought.

She was waiting for Bu Fang to arrive.

The imperial feast cooking qualification wasn't something that she would just easily give up. She didn't know Bu Fang's cooking level, but she knew very well that his skills were definitely not mediocre. Proof of such can be seen from the explosive meatballs and the explosive iron pot.

Although those were destructive dishes, the fragrance that spread out from them showed that the dishes were top-notch.

No ordinary chef would be able to make a dish with such a fragrance.

The people who arrived earlier at Dragon Lake already knew what was about to take place. Although they had seen a competition for the imperial feast cooking qualifications before, just yesterday, a big event shook the whole city.

Spring Wind Pavilion was single-handedly destroyed by a man.

Goddess City was a city of women. Due to the number of women, the spread of gossip would obviously be incomparably fast.

Therefore, within only a single day, news of the competition between a man and the head chef of Spring Wind Pavilion was already known by everyone.

Everyone was looking forward to it, so many had arrived as soon as they heard the news.

But now, after having waited for such a long time, the man still has yet to appear. This made many who have been waiting for a long time rather restless.

In the square, Chi Si was sitting on a chair, and in front of her was a small cedar table.

Beside her was Lin Damei, who was sitting casually.

In addition to Lin Damei, there was another woman who one wouldn't call beautiful. She exhibited rough and very strong cultivation.

This person was the general of the Black Dragon Army, and she was no weaker than Chi Si or Lin Damei.

These three were the judges for the cooking competition.

Such a line-up of judges made everyone in the crowd take a breath of cold air.

When had they ever seen such generals together at a single moment? Not only that, they were even judges for a cooking competition.

After waiting for a long time, the man had still yet to appear.

"Is that man afraid?"

"It's said that men like to talk big. This man must've changed his mind and just chose to run away!"

"Chef Jing Yuan is the head chef of Spring Wind Pavilion, and she has cooked for the imperial feast many times. A man who just became known yesterday actually dares to challenge Chef Jing Yuan?!"

The onlookers continued to chatter. In their opinion, Bu Fang must be afraid of losing the competition and losing face.

Chef Jing Yuan remained still.

The agreed-upon time has not come yet. As could be seen from Bu Fang's actions the previous day, he truly wanted to gain the qualifications to the imperial feast, so it was for sure that he would arrive today.

Jing Yuan dared not relax at all.

Lin Damei sat bored in her chair, her chin resting on her hands.

That man, Bu Fang, is actually afraid?

As someone who destroyed Spring Wind Pavilion, to actually become a tortoise hiding in its shell… Sure enough, as recorded in legends, men are all fickle-minded.

Lin Damei yawned.

She was halfway through her yawn when, suddenly, a noise could be heard from the crowd.

Lin Damei almost choked as she looked up.

There, the crowd separated, and two figures slowly came out.

Two men...

"What the f*ck?!"

Didn't Goddess City only have a single man?!

Who's the man with his chest bare beside Bu Fang?

Chi Si was stunned.

The Black Dragon Army's general squinted her eyes.

Nether King Er Ha also squinted as he continued to suck the Spicy Strip in his mouth.

This Spicy Strip wasn't the regular Spicy Strip. The improved version's flavor was more intense, making it difficult for even Nether King Er Ha to stop himself from licking it.

What has Bu Fang been doing in the Immortal Cooking Realm all this time?

He has upgraded the Spicy Strip!

A path for the two men was made as the crowd moved apart.

"Two men?"

"The man didn't run away. This is rather unexpected. Does he actually think that he can defeat Chef Jing Yuan in cooking?"

"How could Chef Jing Yuan lose to this man?"

When the crowd saw Bu Fang, they immediately began to talk about him.

The chatter continued, filling the entire place.

Jing Yuan raised her head and looked directly at Bu Fang. His eyes were full of confidence. "Finally, you're here."

"Sorry, I've been delayed on the way here." Bu Fang said expressionlessly, without a trace of embarrassment on his face.

"It's all right... I didn't have to wait long," Jing Yuan said.

With a spicy strip in his hand, Nether King Er Ha stepped aside as he watched Bu Fang walk up to the stage with interest.

Bu Fang could indeed cook food meant for tasting, but he hasn't seen him do so for a long time.

"Now that you're here, let's start our cooking competition... I will not be merciful. I can't just let you take the imperial feast cooking qualifications from me." Jing Yuan said, his beautiful voice resounding through the crowd.

In the next moment, her hand shook, and the sound of wooden boxes crashing rang out.

In her hands, there was a knife rack filled with various types of kitchen knives…

In an instant, Chef Jing Yuan's aura changed abruptly.

Bu Fang was stunned. Nevertheless, his gaze sharpened.

He slowly let out a breath. "Shall we begin?"