The meatballs could make the Soul Demons kneel on the ground and vomit?
How was that possible?
At this moment, not only the crown prince, but all the people were dumbfounded.
There were big question marks hanging over their heads.
The Keeper's scarlet pupils swirled.
'Is this human food?
That disgusting thing … '
The Keeper's scale-covered face twitched.
Yes, the crown prince clearly saw that the Keeper's cheeks were trembling.
What did this mean? It meant that Bu Fang's method was really working. The meatballs could restrain these Soul Demons!
'Oh heavens, oh earth!
I've finally found a way to restrain these Soul Demons!
Is this meatballs? '
The first time he saw them, he felt that they were different. They were like the stars in the sky, shining brilliantly and looking very beautiful.
Now, he just wanted to sink into the ocean of meatballs and swim in it.
"Human food is really … a headache!"
The Keeper's eyes narrowed, and killing intent flashed in them.
The aroma of the meatballs made his stomach churn. Looking at these geniuses in front of him, he felt that they were tasteless.
Even though they, as Soul Demons, had sealed their six senses, the aroma still poured into their bodies like maggots, seeped into their nostrils, and seemed to entangle their souls!
"Chefs deserve to be killed!"
The Keeper opened his mouth. Black smoke spewed out of it, and his killing intent surged.
Blargh!
The two guards lay prone on the ground, vomiting so much that they almost threw up their bile. It was so uncomfortable that their whole bodies seemed to be wrinkled.
The crown prince and the others were shocked.
How could the meatballs be so useful?!
Bu Fang hovered in midair.
Holding a kitchen knife in his hand, he was cooking unhurriedly.
With a flick of his finger, the Divine flame fell, burning everything and twisting the void.
Sizzle …
As Bu Fang cooked, the vomiting Soul Demons became weaker and weaker, and they could not move at all.
They tried to stand up from the ground several times, but the aroma surged over and made them lie on the ground again.
Their stomachs were cramping, and they felt as if their whole stomachs were about to be squeezed out.
'What the f * ck …'
They could not believe that the Numbered Soul Demons were so restrained by human food!
This should not be happening!
Although they hated human food, it was impossible for them to reach the point where they couldn't resist after smelling it.
Since when did human food become so strange?
Could it be …
Could it be that this chef's food had a special suppressive effect on them?!
This human … was their nemesis?
Bu Fang kept moving.
He was stir-frying. He was stir-frying the ingredients.
Soon, it was time to flip the bowl and pile up the ingredients in a small bowl.
Steam rose up, emitting a rich fragrance.
Because Bu Fang had added spices into it, the smell lingered in the air.
The surrounding monstrous geniuses were intoxicated.
It smelled so good!
The Crown Prince's eyes were blurred.
It was the first time they had smelled such fragrant food.
Blergh …
The temple guard raised his hand and covered his mouth.
His blood-red pupils constricted!
His entire body was shaking uncontrollably!
He sealed off his six senses, and his nose could no longer smell anything.
But that smell was still pervasive. It was as if a large hand was wrapping around their souls!
Little Hu was tired of vomiting. Lying on Bu Fang's shoulder, her blood-red fur had returned to its snow-white appearance.
Green smoke was escaping from her mouth.
The two guards finally crawled up from the ground, trembling.
The smell of the beef meatballs had dissipated.
They were finally able to move.
However, they were horrified to find that their legs were a little weak, and they could not move at all.
Their legs were weak because of the smell?!
The two guards looked at each other and saw the killing intent in each other's eyes.
"This chef … must die!"
"Soul Thirteen asked us to bring him over alive, but we can't do that now … Let's kill this human first!"
The guards' eyes were full of ferociousness.
The two guards seemed to have reached a consensus.
The next moment, they shot out in a flash.
They approached Bu Fang.
Bu Fang boldly raised his eyes and glanced at the two Soul Demons. His face was calm, and he was not moved at all.
The four supreme Laws of the Universe had fused into the dish.
That made the aroma even more … full of strange meanings.
That was why these Soul Demons' legs were weak because of the smell.
Bu Fang was just trying it out. Now it seemed that …
'Hey, food is really omnipotent!'
Bu Fang's face was expressionless.
He rolled up the sleeves of his white robe, revealing his fair arms.
Then, he kneaded the noodles.
Strands of strands of noodle wrapped around his body like silk threads.
Bu Fang wanted to cook a dish that was full of fragrance.
It might not be very delicious, but it would be fine as long as it was fragrant enough!
Bu Fang cooked this dish with the goal of creating an aroma bomb.
What he needed was … an aroma bomb that could restrain these Soul Demons!
Strands of noodles swirled around his body.
Little Hu watched happily, his hands dancing as if he was dancing with the movements of the noodles.
Bu Fang pinched one end of a strand of noodles and took out two chopsticks.
The chopsticks seemed to have turned into long needles, hooked onto the noodles, and then interwove them together as if they were clothes.
As an excellent chef …
As the God of Cooking who wanted to stand at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world …
He had to be proficient in everything.
He also had to know how to embroider.
Soon …
A square flatbread was embroidered by Bu Fang.
The flatbread was divided into two layers, intertwined with each other, which looked quite strange.
Bu Fang poured golden oil into the transparent wok condensed of true energy.
The Divine Fire burned beneath it, causing the oil in the transparent wok to boil. Steam billowed out of the wok.
Bu Fang glanced indifferently at the approaching Soul Demons in the distance.
He twitched the corner of his mouth.
Then, he put the flatbread into the wok.
Sizzle …
As soon as the flatbread entered the wok, an aroma immediately gushed out.
"Oh?"
The two approaching Soul Demons immediately smelled the aroma of food wafting into their nostrils.
Their pupils constricted, and they blocked their six senses.
Rumble!
It was as if a mountain was pressing down on them.
Once again, they were pressed to the ground by the aroma.
"Blargh …"
'Dammit!'
Tears welled up in the eyes of both guards.
'If you have the guts, don't cook! Let's have a fair fight!'
The two Soul Demons were mad with rage.
When their anger reached its peak, they could not help but vomit again.
'This smell …
'Why is it so smelly?!'
'What is Bu Fang doing?'
The crown prince and the others were slightly confused.
They took advantage of the moment when the Keeper was entangled by the aroma.
They ran like crazy and hid behind Bu Fang.
Each and every one of them stood trembling.
Now, only Bu Fang could save them.
These Soul Demons were afraid of the aroma.
As long as Bu Fang was alive, he would be alive. If Bu Fang died, they would also die.
Bu Fang glanced at these geniuses.
He did not say anything.
'These geniuses are too … cute.'
Sizzle …
The wok of oil was boiling, and some pale yellow foam was rolling.
Bu Fang reached out his chopsticks and picked up the flatbread in the wok.
With a gentle shake, he drained the oil.
Then, Bu Fang put the flatbread in a porcelain bowl.
There was only one kind of delicacy that could be called an aroma bomb.
It was a delicacy that would wake one up even when one was asleep.
Not only was it convenient, but it could also make one salivate!
All he needed to do was pour boiling water into it, and it would turn into a rich aroma bomb.
Bu Fang took a deep breath.
He picked up a blue-and-white porcelain bowl.
He put the golden fried flatbread at the bottom of the bowl.
Then, he poured the ingredients he had stirred and cooked into the bowl.
With a thought in his mind …
Numerous porcelain jars floated around him.
The crown prince and the others were shocked by what they saw.
That dazzling equipment dazzled them.
'Bu Fang is indeed a professional!'
The aroma disappeared for the time being.
The Soul Demons rose to their feet again.
Their eyes were filled with ferocity!
The Keeper's old face was exuding extreme anger.
"Do it now! Don't let him cook that dish! "
The Keeper said coldly.
He didn't know why, but there was a surge of fear in his heart. If Bu Fang cooked that dish, they would be doomed.
That was his intuition.
Bu Fang glanced indifferently at the Soul Demons.
Little Hu stood in front of him.
She put her hands on her waist, then opened her mouth wide. Her foxy lips puffed up.
Tap, tap, tap, tap …
She fired a volley of shots.
The meatballs exploded.
The aroma made the Soul Demons feel numb and weak again.
They could not even spit it out …
This was simply … Dammit!
This was the most uncomfortable battle they had ever encountered!
The Keeper's eyes narrowed.
In an instant, insect scales covered his whole face.
He tore through the void and came out.
At this moment, he could no longer hide.
He had devoured the Keeper and comprehended his supreme Law of the Universe.
The Law of Space.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared at Little Hu's side.
Little Hu froze for a moment.
She, who was happily shooting, came to an abrupt stop.
Because her neck was choked by a hand.
Little Hu's eyes widened.
"Stop! Or … I'll crush this little fellow! "
The Keeper said coldly. His eyes were fixed on Bu Fang.
Bu Fang's movements froze.
The expressions of the crown prince and the others, who were hiding behind Bu Fang, changed dramatically, and then they all turned pale.
Without food, how could they be a match for these Keepers?
The Keepers were the strongest existences in the Titan Divine Dynasty after the Titan Divine Emperor!
Each of them was a top expert among God Kings!
Bu Fang slowly raised his head, glancing at the Keeper of the Temple.
The latter's face was covered with insect scales, which made Bu Fang look at him with disgust.
"Little Hu … Stop playing."
Bu Fang said.
The crown prince and the others froze.
The temple guard was also taken aback.
The two Soul Demon guards, whose legs were trembling, were stunned as well.
Little Hu, whose neck was clutched by the Keeper, let out a peal of laughter.
Then, she opened her mouth wide.
There was a gush of blood in her throat.
Hiss!
The Keeper felt a burning pain in his palm, and his stomach began to spasm.
Little Hu's mouth was wide open.
Her hair turned blood-red.
Then, a super-large meatball slowly came out of her mouth.
Rumble!
The Keeper's bloody pupils constricted.
He loosened his grip on Little Hu's neck, tore through the sky, and plunged into the void.
In a flash, he had fled far away.
The two Soul Demon guards were stunned.
Bam!
They were swallowed by the meatball, which had grown larger.
Rumble!
The meatball exploded.
A rich aroma filled the air.
Once again, the two Soul Demon guards lay prone on the ground and vomited.
Their bodies could not move at all. They were like worms crawling on the ground, twitching ….
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly.
His hand shook.
He took out a clay pot from the Heaven and Earth Farmland.
Then, he slapped the lid off the pot, and a sour and refreshing smell wafted out.
"There is a world in the old jar …"
Bu Fang murmured.
Then, he reached out a hand and grabbed a vegetable tube from the old jar.
With a shake of the black kitchen knife, he cut the vegetable tube into slices and poured them into a blue-and-white porcelain bowl.
Spices were sprinkled in, and the boiling Spring of Life was poured into the bowl.
The crown prince and the others were a little confused because they found that Bu Fang's cooking seemed a little different.
"What is he trying to do?
Is this how all the noodles are made nowadays? "
The blue-and-white porcelain bowl was covered with a large bowl, which looked quite simple.
"What kind of dish is this?"
The crown prince and the others were suddenly curious.
Little Hu landed back on Bu Fang's shoulder and sniffed.
Then, he raised his paws and scratched his nose.
A monstrous black aura emanated from the Keeper's body.
Gradually, his body began to change.
His flesh began to swell.
Crack … Crack …
Insect scales rapidly covered his body, and soon, the Keeper in front of him had turned into a behemoth.
The countless scarlet eyes made one's scalp go numb.
The crown prince and the others all held their breath and shivered.
"How … How terrifying!"
"Hmm … A top Numbered Soul Demon?"
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly.
His slender fingers tapped the lid of the blue-and-white porcelain bowl, making a crisp sound.
Then …
His fingers stopped.
He opened his hand and grabbed the upside-down ceramic bowl.
Then, he slowly lifted the lid of the bowl …
Beams of golden light burst out of the blue-and-white porcelain bowl.
It was like a blazing sun!
"A Numbered Soul Demon?
There's nothing that a bowl of instant noodles can't solve. If there is … I'll make two bowls. "
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
Rumble!
A wave of aroma immediately rolled out of the porcelain bowl in Bu Fang's hand.
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