1232 How Could the Great Demon King Do That in Broad Daylight?

Nethery's sudden outburst startled all the people present. 

They couldn't believe that she was able to grab Zhu Yan by the neck and pin him against the wall. 

Zhu Yan was a Six-star True Immortal and would soon break through to Seven-star True Immortal Realm. This made him almost invincible among the younger generation. However, this stunningly beautiful woman had grabbed his neck with a single move, and he was unable to resist. 

She was so young and beautiful, but why was she so bad-tempered? 

Zhu Yan's eyeballs almost popped out. He kept slapping Nethery's arm, and when his palm touched her, he felt her smooth skin. At the moment, however, he had no wild thoughts at all. He knew that if this woman wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as flipping a palm. 

She was simply a female demon!

"You won't let me follow Bu Fang? Why am I not allowed to go with him?" Nethery said coldly, her dark eyes flashing with killing intent.

Zhu Yan's face was already turning purple.

Boom!

Nethery jerked him against the wall with such force that the whole wall seemed to cave in.

"You…" Zhu Yan felt aggrieved. He wondered if this was the woman behind the Great Demon King? He remembered his mother had told him that behind every successful man, there was a woman. Now it seemed that his mother did not lie to him! 

"G-Go… You can… go together…" He struggled to say the words.

He finally gave in. He felt that if he didn't speak up, he would probably be strangled by this woman. As the leader of the team, if he died before even leaving the Immortal Cooking Realm, his name would surely be remembered forever as a joke.

After getting Zhu Yan's consent, the veins on Nethery's face disappeared, and her dark eyes returned to normal. She then loosened her grip and released his neck.

Zhu Yan fell to the ground. His eyes were wide as he covered his throat with both hands and coughed violently. Fang Yu and Mo Yan hurried over, patting him on the back to help him breathe better.

At that moment, Realm Lord Di Tai and the few city lords came over, and they gave Zhu Yan a sympathetic look.

'How could this fellow be so insensible as to provoke the Netherworld woman? This woman has been so bad-tempered lately that she doesn't even give His Highness face…'

When they saw Nethery's gray-green hair, they knew that the curse in her might soon be out of control, and once it broke out, the whole Netherworld might plunge into an abyss of misery, let alone the Immortal Cooking Realm.

'How dare this fellow mess with the Netherworld woman?!'

"If Nethery wants to follow Bu Fang, let her follow. She won't take part in the team competition and won't affect you," Realm Lord Di Tai said, then glanced at Zhu Yan with a half-smile. He thought it was a good thing to let this arrogant little fellow be taught a lesson by Nethery.

"We should set off now. Stop wasting time," Bu Fang said indifferently.

Realm Lord Di Tai and the others nodded.

The next moment, a spirit boat appeared in the square. It was a glittering boat with arrays covering its surface. At a glance, anyone could tell that it was an extraordinary vessel. It was a little smaller than a warship, but the Immortal Cooking Realm had no warship, so it had to be replaced by a spirit boat. After all, the realm had no habit of invading in the past, so it didn't build as many warships as Nether Prison. It had taken them great effort to find this spirit boat. 

The sight of the spirit boat excited Zhu Yan and the others. The feeling of boarding a spirit boat and fighting for the Immortal Cooking Realm made their blood boil! 

When they set foot on the spirit boat, a sense of honor seemed to come over them.

"Your Highness, please wait for our good news! We will definitely defeat all our opponents and make the name of the Immortal Cooking Realm known throughout the Netherworld!" Zhu Yan said excitedly, clenching his fist.

Realm Lord Di Tai thought he was dying of embarrassment.

'He's fearless as a young lion, but…'

The realm lord was hoping that they would win the tournament, but the realm was just getting back on its feet and was still in the early stages of taking off. As a result, these few young geniuses were the only people he could send.

To the geniuses of the Netherworld, these Six-star True Immortals were as weak as ants, and the experts of both Earth Prison and Nether Prison could easily crush them. In fact, any genius from any of the nine clans could kill Zhu Yan and the others in the blink of an eye. Realm Lord Di Tai just hoped that they wouldn't lose too badly. After all, he just wanted them to go out and see the world. Even so, he felt he had better not discourage them, so he put on a gentle smile.

"Well, just do your best. I want you to take part in the tournament with a learning attitude because every opponent is worth learning from. Also, if you encounter any difficulties or problems, you can consult Owner Bu," the realm lord stressed again.

Bu Fang was very talented, and he was not weaker than those Netherworld geniuses. If these little fellows could follow him, they might be able to see the scenery at a higher level.

But his words immediately upset Zhu Yan and the others.

In their eyes, Bu Fang was nothing more than an outdated Great Demon King. Although their families had warned them not to offend him before they left, they didn't think that a has-been was worth fearing. After all, they were geniuses, and all young geniuses were proud of themselves.

They might respect him if he were a Qilin Chef. However, over the past six months when the Immortal Cooking Realm took off, his cultivation base and cooking skills had not improved at all. He was still a Third Grade Immortal Chef just like them.

Since they were on the same level, why should he tell them what to do?

It was worth noting that in the past six months, there had been several more Qilin Chefs in the Immortal Cooking Realm. Even their families now had Qilin Chefs. Could these Qilin Chefs be afraid of a Third Grade Immortal Chef?

Bu Fang, of course, was too lazy to explain anything to these little fellows. In fact, he didn't care about what they thought of him at all.

"All right, you can go now," Realm Lord Di Tai said with emotion, glancing at the people standing on the spirit boat.

Nether Prison was now trying to integrate the Netherworld. It was a huge shift, and even the Immortal Cooking Realm couldn't stay out of it. That being the case, he would try his best to fit in. At least, he needed to let the realm occupy an important role in this change. 

Realm Lord Di Tai's face grew heavy as he thought of what Ying Ya had said to him when he left the Divine Chef's inheritance.

The Immortal Cooking Realm must grasp the opportunity in the next major shift.

The spirit boat rose slowly into the air, burst into dazzling light, and then suddenly turned into a beam of light, streaking across the sky at top speed and disappearing into the horizon.

"It's time for the little ones to go out and see the world. There will be a lot of such activities in the future. If we don't want them to become flowers in the greenhouse, we need to put them through more hardships. While Owner Bu is away, we will also try our best to improve our cultivation base. Now the realm is taking off, and resources are growing, so everyone has the chance to break into higher realms. When Owner Bu returns, we'd better all attain a breakthrough," said Realm Lord Di Tai as he looked at Meng Qi and the other city lords with a serious face. 

Everyone nodded.

"I will begin to cultivate in seclusion from today, and I will not come out until I break through the realm of Divine Chef. Also, Nether Prison experts will set up projection arrays in the realm so that people can watch the tournament. Meng Qi, arrange for these experts to set up an array in the square of every Immortal City on each layer. It's time for the people of the Immortal Cooking Realm to learn about the formidable and cruel Netherworld."

Meng Qi nodded. 'Arrays that can project the tournament? Then we should be able to watch Bu Fang and the others fight their opponents. That's a pretty clever idea.' 

...

The spirit boat streaked across the sky.

Bu Fang stood at the front of the deck with his hands clasped behind his back. The wind, which was constantly blowing, was greatly weakened by the array on the boat, but there was still a faint breeze ruffling his hair and his robes.

Nethery stood next to him with a hint of disdain on her face.

"This spirit boat is not as good as my Netherworld Ship," she said seriously.

"The Netherworld Ship was specially built by the previous Nether King for you. Surely it is extraordinary and far superior to this spirit boat," said Bu Fang.

Nethery nodded with a proud look on her face. Her Netherworld Ship was invincible!

Inside the cabin, Zhu Yan and his two companions fixed their eyes on Bu Fang and Nethery, who were standing on the deck. As for Xuanyuan Xiahui, he sat quietly in a corner, his eyes closed as he took this chance to cultivate. 

"Nethery, come here," said Bu Fang, suddenly remembering something and turning to Nethery.

That gave Nethery a pause, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she went straight to Bu Fang's side. She was about half a head shorter than he was, with the top of her head at the same level as his nose.

"Move your head closer to me," said Bu Fang with a straight face.

"Oh." Nethery looked at him with her dark eyes, then leaned forward and moved her head closer to him.

Inside the cabin, the eyes of Zhu Yan and his two companions widened.

"This shameless couple! How could they do that in broad daylight?!"

"So much for the legendary Great Demon King! It turns out that he, too, can be swayed by beauty."

Mo Yan was very beautiful. As a genius from an aristocratic family, she was always proud of herself. However, with Nethery around, she felt inferior. 

Fang Yu didn't say anything. He just blinked and looked curiously at them.

Nethery leaned her head over, while Bu Fang held out his hand. There was an array flashing on his finger as he touched her forehead with it.

Zhu Yan and his two companions stared at both of them.

"What strange quirk is this?"

"It's like being pampered…" 

"Aren't they supposed to have closer contact than this?"

The three of them wished there was a more exciting scene.

Boom!

Suddenly, they felt cold all over.

As they had been staring at Nethery, they saw that just as the Great Demon King pointed his finger at her forehead, her body burst into dazzling light, and in the next instant, they felt a chill envelop them, making them almost suffocate.

After that, all they could see in their eyes were green.

It was a ferocious turquoise snake, so terrible that it seemed to devour their souls.

Bu Fang frowned as he looked at the cursed snake, which seemed to have grown somewhat larger. He removed his finger, and without saying a word, he took out the Black Turtle Constellation Wok and began to cook. 

The only way to suppress the cursed snake was with dishes. However, he felt that the cursed snake was slowly developing resistance to his dishes. That worried him.

As Bu Fang began to cook, Nethery stood obediently to one side. She turned her head slightly, glancing at the three juniors in the cabin with cold eyes.

The three of them had a sudden tremor and were drenched in sweat. They turned away, sat cross-legged down, regained their composure, and began to meditate. However, no matter how hard they tried to calm themselves, fear was all that remained in their hearts. The turquoise snake haunted them like a nightmare.

...

The spirit boat tore through the sky, moving faster and faster. Then, it suddenly broke the void and began to jump through it. 

After a long time, the void jump finally ended. They began to shuttle through the boundless space toward Earth Prison. 

As soon as they entered the territory of Earth Prison, they heard the sound of air being pierced. At that moment, numerous warships appeared and surrounded their little spirit boat.