1235 I'm Scared of Myself When I Get Violen

"Are you having a fun time being tortured?"

A mocking voice rang out as the burly man of the Vajra Realm looked derisively at Zhu Yan, who had a bloody nose and swollen cheeks. He made no effort to conceal the disdain in his eyes.

Zhu Yan shivered with rage, but at the same time, he felt a sense of powerlessness. He was helpless and desperate. In the Immortal Cooking Realm, he was a genius, but when he came here and met the real geniuses, he realized that he was nothing.

This burly man was a genius of the Vajra Realm. His fleshly body was extremely tough, so much so that he could fight cold weapons with it.

All his attacks had no effect at all when they hit the man. As a result, he was brutally beaten up, unable to fight back. It was like a nightmare, and he shivered at the thought of it.

Mo Yan and Fang Yu were helpless as well, and they even felt all their hopes were lost. After staying in the Forbidden Soul City for one day, they had met the geniuses from the other worlds. They thought they were strong and gifted enough, but they finally realized how tiny they were when they met the experts and geniuses from the other worlds.

They were too young and too naive.

When they thought of the promise they had made to Realm Lord Di Tai, they felt a burning sensation on their faces. They were too ignorant.

The burly men of the Vajra Realm laughed scornfully. They looked at Bu Fang, then at Zhu Yan, and their laughter grew louder.

That attracted many curious glances from around them, and some people recognized Zhu Yan and his companions. The Immortal Cooking Realm was still famous among the other worlds. After all, it was once as powerful as Nether Prison at its prime.

"Oh, they're the contestants from the Immortal Cooking Realm. They look weak…" said one guy from the other world in a disdainful voice. The people around him laughed.

Zhu Yan felt his cheeks tingle, and his eyes turned red. Mo Yan remained in silence, while Fang Yu bowed his head and didn't say a word.

Xuanyuan Xiahui seemed to have expected this, so he kept a calm face. Compared to these juniors of aristocratic families, he was much matured because he often experienced such bullying himself. Zhu Yan and his friends thought they were geniuses, but they would realize that they were nothing when they saw the real world.

Zhu Yan was annoyed. He felt that he had disgraced the Immortal Cooking Realm.

Bu Fang gave him a surprised look. He didn't think this little fellow had such a strong sense of honor. Nevertheless, as he represented the Immortal Cooking Realm now, he couldn't let the little guy be bullied by others for nothing. After all, Realm Lord Di Tai had asked him to take good care of them.

He clasped his hands behind his back and slowly walked out of his room.

"Tell me who beat you," Bu Fang said faintly, looking at Zhu Yan. 

"Oh?" The Vajra Realm experts narrowed their eyes as if something had piqued their interest. 

Zhu Yan clenched his jaws and said, "I don't need you to help me… I'm the one who got beaten up, and I'll suffer it alone!"

After saying that, he turned and ran away.

Mo Yan and Fang Yu looked helpless, while Bu Fang twitched his mouth.

In the distance, the Vajra Realm experts burst into laughter when they saw Zhu Yan run away, their voices seemingly lifting the roof off the inn. When the laughter died, their leader grinned and walked up to Bu Fang, looking down at him from a height of over two meters.

"You want to stand up for your buddy? I'll be waiting for you… If I meet any of you from the Immortal Cooking Realm in the arena, I'll definitely beat you to death!" the burly man said. Then, he turned to the side and spat. "Who do you think you are? Do you still think you are the Immortal Cooking Realm in its heyday? How dare a few Six-star True Immortals take part in the Netherworld's Tournament of the Great Path… You really have no idea of death or danger. A bunch of bumpkins!" 

Sneering, he gave Bu Fang a sideways glance, then turned and walked away.

The people from the other small worlds around them laughed in low voices.

Mo Yan and Fang Yu were so embarrassed that their faces flushed. They represented the Immortal Cooking Realm, and someone had mocked them like that… However, they could not fight back. It depressed them so much that they felt like coughing blood.

Bu Fang gave a soft sigh. Looking at the burly man's back, he said expressionlessly, "What an arrogant guy…" 

Mo Yan and Fang Yu were left speechless. 'Even the Great Demon King is going to succumb to the pressure of these burly fellows?' they thought. 'It seems that the legendary Great Demon King has lost his courage…'

Suddenly, something flashed in Bu Fang's hand. A piece of steaming white tofu appeared in his grip. 

Mo Yan and Fang Yu looked confused as they stared at the tofu.

Xuanyuan Xiahui looked at Bu Fang, and the corner of his mouth curved upward.

Bu Fang was about to… stir up trouble again.

"We're from the Immortal Cooking Realm, and we're chefs. Since we're chefs, we should use the methods of chefs to deal with him."

Mo Yan and Fang Yu didn't understand, but a moment later, they sucked in their breath.

"Hey… Big guy," Bu Fang looked up and shouted at the burly man.

The Vajra Realm experts all turned to him at the same time.

"What do you want?"

As soon as the leader said that, he heard a splat and felt something warm hit and smear his face. He also smelled a refreshing fragrance of soybean.

The Vajra Realm experts were all struck dumb as they stared incredulously at the stuck pieces of tofu on their leader's head.

"You're going to kill me in the arena? I'm looking forward to it…" said Bu Fang.

The burly man wiped his face with a hand. When he saw the tofu in his palm, his body instantly exploded with a terrible aura. A rumbling sound filled the air like thunder. 

"How dare you hit me with a piece of… tofu?!"

Veins bulged on his forehead as his eyes went wide and his face turned savage.

Splat!

No sooner had he said that than another piece of tofu smashed him on the head. Even with his cultivation base, he didn't see it coming.

The sound of people sucking in breaths filled the air.

Nobody could believe that someone from the Immortal Cooking Realm dared to fight back and that someone actually hit the Vajra Realm expert in the face with tofu… Many people felt incredulous as they watched with shocked looks in their eyes.

It was known that the Vajra Realm experts attained the Great Path with their fleshly bodies, and the realm had their own Great Saints. It was a realm that could not be underestimated. Therefore, their contestants were naturally fearsome. Why would the Immortal Cooking Realm have the courage to offend them?

"You're courting death!"

The burly man growled, and his aura soared like a blood-colored pillar. He stared at Bu Fang with bloodshot eyes as he wiped the tofu on his face away with a hand. The ground under his feet sank deeply. A brutal torture was about to begin… 

Mo Yan and Fang Yu shivered with fear, despairing. They were cursing in their minds, 'This Great Demon King indeed has an undeserved reputation! How could he provoke such a formidable man… He's courting death!'

"You little lizard of the Immortal Cooking Realm! I'm going to rip you to pieces!" the man growled with bits of tofu on his face. The next moment, he kicked the ground and bolted out.

An oppressive aura made the whole inn seem to burst.

Bu Fang was calm. He was holding a piece of tofu as he looked at the burly man from the corner of his eyes.

The man had just taken two steps when a loud shout exploded right beside his head, causing him to stagger backward. His face turned pale, and his aura scattered instantly.

"You…" 

At that moment, a heroic figure slowly walked over. She had a broadsword on her back, and her face was cold.

"Go to the square quickly, and don't waste your time here. If you want to fight, please do it in the arena…" You Ji said coldly. She then glanced at the burly man and asked, "Who allowed you to fight here?"

The Earth Prison Overlord… You Ji!

The burly man was wild and arrogant in front of Bu Fang and the others, but when he was facing You Ji, he immediately shrank back like a dog. He knew that she was a mighty figure who could force a warship back with her sword, so he didn't dare offend her.

"That boy hit me with tofus…" he glanced at Bu Fang and said hatefully.

Pak!

However, as soon as he said that, You Ji slapped him in the face.

"He hit you with a tofu, so you want to hit him back? Do you know what time it is now? You should draw your lots in the square… Can you afford to cause a delay in the tournament? Or… Do you want me to disqualify the Vajra Realm?" said You Ji. 

The Vajra Realm expert was dumbfounded.

'What does she mean? F*ck… I'm the one who got hit in the face with tofus, and now I'm the one who takes the blame? Why does it sound so weird?'

The people around were struck dumb as well. They felt incredulous about You Ji's logic.

Mo Yan and Fang Yu, on the other hand, twitched the corners of their mouths. They knew why You Ji was siding with Bu Fang. They glanced at Nethery, who wore a cold face.

'It turns out that Nethery's sister is here. No wonder the Great Demon King suddenly became so tough…'

What just happened further strengthened their opinion that the Great Demon King was just a guy who lived off a woman.

The big guy of the Vajra Realm felt aggrieved. He finally realized that You Ji was here to stand up for this boy toy from the Immortal Cooking Realm and that he no longer had the chance to seek his revenge today.

"Little lizard of the Immortal Cooking Realm… Let's see if anyone can protect you when we are in the arena!" After saying that, the burly man turned and left.

The people around all gave Bu Fang contemptuous looks, thinking that he was indeed a chef of the Immortal Cooking Realm, for he was good at living off women.

Bu Fang was very calm.

Living off women? He was just holding himself back. He would scare himself when he got violent.

You Ji gave Bu Fang a deep look and said nothing to him. 

"Go to the square now, all of you! Stop wasting your time here!" she shouted coldly, her voice reverberating through the whole inn.

After that, all the people walked out of the inn toward the square.

Zhu Yan had run away earlier, so Bu Fang walked at a steady pace toward the square with Mo Yan, Fang Yu, Xuanyuan Xiahui, and Nethery.

The square was huge. Because of the preliminary rounds, it was now packed with people.

Bu Fang was slightly dazed by the magnificent scene.

You Ji followed Nethery and was talking to her, while Mo Yan and Fang Yu kept giving Bu Fang strange glances.

The layout of the square was interesting. There was a huge official path in the middle, and it led straight to a round square where five arenas were built.

"It's very lively but also looks empty. I think it lacks something…" Looking at the crowd, Bu Fang clasped his hands behind his back and became lost in thought.

'It lacks something? What is it? I don't see anything missing here…' Mo Yan and Fang Yu looked suspiciously at Bu Fang. They didn't understand what he was talking about.

You Ji squinted at him and thought, 'What is this guy trying to do this time?'

At that moment, Zhu Yan walked over from a distance. He still had a bloody nose and swollen cheeks. When he came up to them, he turned away from Bu Fang.

Bu Fang felt it was amusing. Although Zhu Yan was a member of an aristocratic family and had the pride that all aristocratic juniors had, he also had a rare sense of honor.

'He must be worried that I would be beaten up by that big guy for standing up for him, so he quickly ran away… What a cute little fellow…'

"Zhu Yan, you will draw the lots for the team matches," Bu Fang glanced at Zhu Yan and said lightly.

Zhu Yan turned around and seemed a little surprised. Then, he said stubbornly, "I'm the leader of the team, so of course I'll draw the lots!"

"What are you going to do then?" You Ji asked, squinting at Bu Fang. She had a feeling that this guy was about to do something strange.

Bu Fang gave her a sideways glance, then reached out a hand and drew a half-circle in the air.

"The square is packed with people, but there is no food…" he said.

There is no food…

Mo Yan and the others were struck dumb, then their eyes went wide.

'Is this Great Demon King going to…'

"That's right. I'm going to open a business here…" Bu Fang said.

The corner of Xuanyuan Xiahui's mouth twitched. Sure enough, Owner Bu was still the same Owner Bu.

'We are here for the tournament, not to open a shop…'