Gourmet of Another World
chapter-1171

Chapter 1171 The Arrival of Lord Dog and His Exquisite Paw!

The cold voice echoed through the air with a hint of banter and mockery.

The aura of the figure at the bronze gate was very strong, and it seemed to be stronger than the giant devil. Without a doubt, this guy was also a Little Saint, and he was even stronger than the giant devil, who was a One-revolution Little Saint.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Footsteps of another person rang out.

Another existence with formidable aura emerged next to the first figure. He was also clad in a chef robe, and his hair was gray, which waved messily in the wind.

Both of them appeared to be middle-aged men who had gone through the vicissitude of life. However, their auras were extremely formidable.

Realm Lord Di Tai narrowed his eyes. “Sacred Realm experts from the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan?! They… They…”

He was dumbstruck. It never occurred to him that the Little Saints of the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan would appear at this moment.

“Are they here to reap the benefits?”

Realm Lord Di Tai had been a little confused because it should be the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan who wanted the seeds of the Immortal Tree. However, when the bronze gate opened, the invaders were from the Giant Devils Clan.

“Are you surprised?” The Nether Chef Little Saint smiled.

“You are the Immortal Cooking Realm, after all, a realm that was not weaker than the Nether Prison. A lean camel is still bigger than a horse. We need to be extra careful, for you may have a backup that is too strong for us to deal with. It’s not easy for me to cultivate to this level, so I don’t want to die here for some unknown reason.”

It turned out that they didn’t show up earlier because they were afraid the Immortal Cooking Realm might have a backup plan.

The Little Saint from the Giant Devils Clan was just the vanguard.

“All giant devils are idiots easy to be fooled. I’ve only promised him some benefits, and he’s already rushing ahead foolishly… Well, he managed to force out all your trump cards. No one should be able to stop me now.”

Taking one step, the Little Saint’s figure shot ahead, crossing through the Heaven Nether Bridge.

On the bridge, countless Nether Prison experts looked up feverishly. Their morale, which had been weakened by the giant devil’s death, flared up again at this moment.

They waved their weapons and roared, showing exciting looks.

Bu Fang stood at the edge of the pit with his fluttering Vermillion Robe. His face was slightly pale, which was the side effect after using the Perishing Pot.

To use such a great killing instrument, there was naturally a price to pay. After all, this kind of weapon didn’t match with Bu Fang’s cultivation base.

Bu Fang also didn’t think that the experts of the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan would be so sinister.

With their hands clasped behind their backs, the two Little Saints drifted through the Heaven Nether Bridge in a flash and stepped into the Immortal Cooking Realm.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk…”

Sensing the chaotic spirit energy of Heaven and Earth and the thin immortal energy in the fifth layer of the Immortal Cooking Realm, they could not help but click their tongues as a look of disdain appeared in their eyes.

“The once glorious Immortal Cooking Realm has indeed declined…” said one of the Little Saints with an indifferent tone.

At its prime, the Immortal Cooking Realm had a Divine Chef and dozens of Qilin Chefs. It was not weaker than the Nether Prison at all.

However, today’s Immortal Cooking Realm was filled with ruins. It no longer had a Divine Chef, and the only High Grade Qilin Chef it had could barely break through the Little Saint realm.

The declining Immortal Cooking Realm could no longer cultivate more experts. It was a sad fact.

“How could you be so despicable?” Realm Lord Di Tai came to his senses and gnashed his teeth in fury.

He could resist a Little Saint by borrowing the Will of the Great Path and breaking through to the Little Saint realm, and he could even kill a Little Saint with the help of Bu Fang’s Perishing Pot.

However, the fact that two more Little Saints were waiting to take advantage of them only made him feel powerless and angry.

City Lord Zou was shaking with anger, too. He wondered if all the people in Nether Prison were so despicable—he didn’t understand why they still wanted to use such dirty methods when they were clearly stronger!

It made his blood boil.

“Are you angry?” The Nether Chef Little Saint smiled and looked at Realm Lord Di Tai and City Lord Zou. Then, he turned his gaze to Bu Fang.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Bu Fang, who had unleashed a great killing instrument.

‘This guy is a wild card,’ he thought.

Even the giant devil, whose skin and flesh was thick, could not withstand the Perishing Pot. If Bu Fang could unleash it again, they might have to flee with tails tucked between their legs.

They reckoned that perhaps only a Three-revolution Little Saint could withstand that pot.

However, when he saw Bu Fang’s pale face, the Nether Chef Little Saint smiled.

‘How could that kind of great killing instrument not have side effects when it was unleashed with the strength of a Nine-star True Immortal? This guy must have exhausted his strength and could hardly lift a finger now. He can’t pose a threat to us now.’

“Give me the seeds of the Immortal Tree, and I will let the Immortal Cooking Realm remain in existence for a little longer. If you don’t cooperate with me, don’t blame me for not showing mercy…”

The two Nether Chef Little Saints crossed the Heaven Nether Bridge and landed on the bank. Their eyes swept about before resting on Realm Lord Di Tai.

Suddenly, a loud boom rang out, and in a flash, the Little Saint had appeared in front of Realm Lord Di Tai.

“You want the seeds of the Immortal Tree?! Keep dreaming!” Realm Lord Di Tai’s face turned red as he growled furiously.

The seeds of the Immortal Tree were the Immortal Cooking Realm’s hope. He would never give them to these Nether Chefs!

“You’re courting death.” The Nether Chef Little Saint narrowed his eyes. He raised his hand, grabbed Realm Lord Di Tai on the throat, and pushed him to the ground.

“You…” An angry look jumped up City Lord Zou’s face as he held his fingers like a woman.

However, the Nether Chef Little Saint had only waved a hand, and he was knocked flying away, coughing blood and falling to the ground in the distance.

Even then, the other Little Saint’s figure flashed and appeared in front of Bu Fang.

“Can you unleash that killing instrument again?” asked the Little Saint as he stared expressionlessly at Bu Fang.

Bu Fang furrowed his eyebrows.

“If you can’t, just stay here quietly… We are very interested in your secrets.”

The corner of the Little Saint’s mouth curved upward into a vague smile.

The Perishing Pot was a delicacy, and yet it could produce such terrible destructive fluctuations. It made this Little Saint, who was a Qilin Chef from the Nether Chefs Clan, feel quite curious.

Therefore, he had decided that after getting the seeds, he would bring this little chef with him to study it.

If he could figure out the Perishing Pot’s principle and how to make it, the declining position of the Nine Revolution Nether Chefs Clan among the nine clans in Nether Prison would soar.

BOOM!

In the distance, the terrifying golden light descended once again.

Realm Lord Di Tai coughed blood and roared. His golden hair floated while infinite fury welled up in his eyes.

As a realm lord, he was furious when someone humiliated him by pressing him to the ground.

BOOM!

In a flash, he knocked the Little Saint away with a punch.

A suit of gold armor appeared on Realm Lord Di Tai once again, but it looked rather broken.

“Are you crazy?! Burning your blood essence just for a brief moment of Little Saint’s fighting strength?” the Little Saint, who was sent flying away by Realm Lord Di Tai, cried out in horror.

The look in Realm Lord Di Tai’s eyes had changed, and his skin had turned scarlet.

Burning blood essence was a very extreme practice that would damage one’s essence.

Rumble!

Realm Lord Di Tai leaped. The ground cracked and exploded as he rushed toward the Little Saint. The next instant, he engaged the man in a fierce fight.

The battle between them was violent.

They turned into two black lines in the void and kept crashing into each other. Every collision produced a loud rumble and terrible blasts that swept out in all directions.

Nether energy and Immortal energy collided, corroding each other and filling the air with sizzling noises.

All of a sudden, a knife light that blotted out the sky appeared. It was pitch-black and contained a vague Will of the Great Path.

It slashed down hard.

A large golden pot emerged in Realm Lord Di Tai’s hand. He suspended it over his head to block the knife.

In the distance, the Nether Chef Little Saint was holding a pitch-black kitchen knife with a solemn look.

With a loud rumble, the knife light that came slashing down shattered, but Realm Lord Di Tai was smashed into the ground with almost all his bones broken.

“What are you fighting me with? You’ve just stepped into the Little Saint realm and can’t even have good control of the Will of the Great Path. Are you going to fight me with just anger?” sneered the Nether Chef Little Saint.

The next moment, his body floated in midair.

The beating of hearts rang out.

One, two, three…

Nine vague hearts emerged behind the Little Saint.

A terrifying aura kept spreading.

Covered in blood, Realm Lord Di Tai crawled out of the ruin, fixing his eyes at the Little Saint in midair.

In the distance, the Little Saint standing next to Bu Fang smiled faintly and said, “It’s over…”

Bu Fang glanced at him and replied expressionlessly, “No, it’s not over yet.”

His heart was filled with mixed emotions when he saw that Realm Lord Di Tai still wanted to fight, even when he was already covered in blood.

Perhaps this was the dedication of a realm lord.

“Oh? Do you still have any trump cards?” asked the Little Saint as he looked dubiously at Bu Fang.

The corner of Bu Fang’s mouth twitched.

“We do have another… trump card. There’s still a dog that hasn’t appeared.”

Oh?

A dog?

The Nether Chef Little Saint paused. The next moment, his eyes shrank.

In the distance, the Little Saint gathered the power of nine Hearts of Cooking Path and made a straight cut with his knife.

The knife light covered the whole sky and seemed about to cut the whole fifth layer in half.

Realm Lord Di Tai staggered and fell to his knees. He no longer had the strength to withstand this strike.

There seemed to be despair spreading in the air.

However, just when the knife was about to slash down, the void in front of Realm Lord Di Tai twisted abruptly into a round portal, through which the wind and snow blew out.

A fat black dog slowly walked out of the portal, strutting its elegant cat-like steps.

As soon as the dog appeared, everyone’s eyes had all focused on it.

“A dog? For real?!”

The Nether Chef Little Saint, who stood not far away from Bu Fang, was struck dumb. The next moment, he seemed to have recalled something, and he gasped.

That dog…

“Even a dog wants to court death?” the other Nether Chef Little Saint said coldly. He naturally had no fear of a black dog who walked out of a portal.

The knife light slashed down, trying to cut the black dog in half.

Lord Dog stepped out of the void, glanced at the bedraggled Realm Lord Di Tai, and twitched his dog mouth.

“You look so miserable…”

Lord Dog’s magnetic voice resounded through the void.

Staring at Lord Dog, Realm Lord Di Tai suddenly grinned.

“Mangy dog… Help me… Kill this fellow,” he said with a gruesome expression.

In the void, the Little Saint’s eyes narrowed as the knife light crashed down.

A tearing sound rang out, and the void kept crumbling.

Lord Dog turned his head around. A gust of strong wind blew over and ruffled his hair.

The next moment, he twitched his mouth and reached out an exquisite paw.

Buzz…

The surrounding Nether energy quickly gathered and turned into a dog paw that blotted out the sky, which smashed the knife light, shattering it completely in an instant.

In the air, the Little Saint gasped as his eyes shrank.

“Let’s go, Shrimpy,” Bu Fang said faintly.

Shrimpy squeaked from Bu Fang’s shoulder, then turned into a beam of golden light and brought Bu Fang next to Realm Lord Di Tai.

The Little Saint was still immersed in shock at Lord Dog’s appearance, so he didn’t stop Bu Fang. When he came to his senses, Bu Fang had already reached Realm Lord Di Tai.

Realm Lord Di Tai panted heavily as he looked at Bu Fang. The golden light on him had faded away, and his aura grew even weaker now.

He produced two dark seeds and handed them to Bu Fang with a hopeful look in his eyes.

Bu Fang didn’t say anything. He took the seeds and, with a thought, produced a crystal fruit of life and let Realm Lord Di Tai take it.

After swallowing the fruit, Realm Lord Di Tai felt his exhausted body filling with energy instantly. A stream of life energy was circulating and nourishing his body.

Holding the two seeds of the Immortal Tree, Bu Fang glanced at Lord Dog.

“Fat dog… Why did you spend so much time in God Vanishing Mountain?”

“I’ve something to discuss with that crazy woman… Why are you so impatient? I’m here now,” Lord Dog said, grinning. The next moment, he lifted his exquisite paw and slapped it toward the Little Saint in midair once again.

“I’ll leave it to you, then. I’ll be right back…” said Bu Fang. After speaking, he entered the Heaven and Earth Farmland with a thought.

RUMBLE!

With Lord Dog joining the battle, the towering city walls of the Nether Prison suddenly shook.

His arrival seemed to have provoked a supreme existence behind the wall.