Inside the wooden hut.
Everything seemed to be still.
A pale blue light illuminated everything in the wooden hut.
It was a simple wooden hut, no different from a mortal's house.
Ordinary wood, ordinary tables, chairs, bowls, and chopsticks …
Except for being spotless, there was nothing magical about it.
Bu Fang frowned and looked around at everything in the wooden hut.
Inside the wooden hut, Soul God and the God of Cooking were gone.
It seemed that he was the only one left in the whole hut.
He took a step forward, and the sound of his footsteps echoed in the wooden hut.
Bu Fang paused.
The footsteps were not only his, but also someone else's.
'Soul God?'
Bu Fang frowned. He lowered his eyes and looked around, but he still did not see any trace of Soul God.
It was as if the two of them were in different dimensions since they stepped into the wooden hut.
He could hear Soul God's footsteps, and Soul God could hear his as well.
Bu Fang stopped, and so did Soul God.
The whole room was deathly silent.
"Soul God's heart … is in this wooden hut?"
Bu Fang frowned.
He looked on quietly, his gaze indifferently sweeping across the crowd.
Tables, chairs, beds, cabinets …
Bu Fang's eyes fell in every direction, trying to find the hidden heart of Soul God.
Of course …
Bu Fang also knew that the God of Cooking would not put the heart on display so conspicuously.
In this simple room …
Bu Fang sensed more than one familiar aura.
It was the aura of the System … and … the God of Cooking's Menu.
The System had completely disappeared since Bu Fang returned to the mortal world.
Bu Fang thought it had really disappeared.
But now it seemed that the System had appeared in this wooden hut.
Or could it be that the System had always been here?
The God of Cooking System was, in fact … the incarnation of Soul God's heart.
After figuring this out, Bu Fang could not help but admire the God of Cooking, who had been using Soul God's power to cultivate a weapon to restrain him.
Of course, this was just Bu Fang's guess.
Bu Fang sat cross-legged on the ground.
The sound of hurried footsteps rang out in his ears. Clearly, Soul God, who had been unable to find his heart, was flustered and exasperated.
He seemed to run wildly through the room, destroying everything in it.
Bu Fang opened his eyes quietly and listened attentively, as if he was listening to a farce.
After a long time.
Suddenly, there was complete silence.
Bu Fang narrowed his eyes.
Boom!
The space suddenly began to tremble like water.
Within the pale blue radiance, a pitch-black face suddenly appeared in front of him.
The eyes on the face opened, and countless sinful emotions floated in them. It was like a whirlpool that wanted to suck one's soul into it and devour everything!
"Found you!"
Soul God said coldly.
He broke through the dimensional barrier created by the wooden house and appeared in front of Bu Fang.
Bu Fang opened his eyes indifferently and looked at Soul God.
"So what if you found me? I've never hidden myself … Just because you found me doesn't mean you found my heart. "
Bu Fang said.
Bu Fang's voice was very calm, but it was this calmness that made Soul God furious!
"The heart is in this room! Where the hell is it?!"
Soul God growled.
He was the combination of the seven great sins. He was very tyrannical and fierce.
However, Bu Fang just looked at him indifferently.
His calmness and madness formed a sharp contrast.
Boom!
The barrier was completely torn apart.
The pale blue in front of Bu Fang's eyes completely faded away.
At this moment, the quiet room was completely turned into ruins.
Everything was fragmented and destroyed by Soul God.
Bu Fang glanced at the dilapidated room and shook his head.
Soul God's scarlet eyes burst into boundless rage.
He suddenly raised his hand and slapped at Bu Fang.
A terrible aura suddenly erupted.
However, before it could approach Bu Fang's face, it gradually dissipated …
"It seems that … from this moment on, this room is in a forbidden state, just like the ability Xiao Bai once possessed."
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth curved upward slightly.
He raised his hand and blocked Soul God's move.
Bu Fang's calm look infuriated Soul God.
Bu Fang was not surprised. In the past, Xiao Bai's ability came from the System, which made Bu Fang even more certain that the System was in this room.
Xiao Bai was the carrier of the God of Cooking's will, and he had sealed Soul God.
The System disappeared together with the God of Cooking's will.
When Xiao Bai died, so did Bu Fang.
After Bu Fang was resurrected, the first person he came into contact with was Lord Bird.
Lord Bird was the clone of the God of Cooking's will, so it was most likely that he brought the System back here.
The place where the God of Cooking created the System had finally returned to.
Perhaps, all of this was fated to happen.
"Do you think all this can trap me?"
Soul God sneered, his scarlet eyes gleaming with a brutal gleam.
"Even if all this is set up by that old God of Cooking, with my current strength, it can't trap me for long …"
Soul God's eyes were ferocious.
"When I break this shabby house and find the heart … the first person I'll kill will be you, stinking chef!"
Soul God said coldly.
He really hated Bu Fang!
The Soul Demon Universe was planted with flowers and grass, the army of Soul Demons was sealed, and even the Soul Overlords of the seven sins were sealed …
Bu Fang was against him in every way. He was like a fishbone in his throat, making him very uncomfortable!
"So … you also admit that you are trapped."
The corners of Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly.
He looked playfully at Soul God.
Soul God paused.
"You see … In this room now, there are only you and me … and the God of Cooking's dead will.
So … "
Bu Fang said.
"So what do you want?!"
Soul God's eyes widened as he stared at Bu Fang incredulously.
What did this stinking chef want to do to him?
"I'm Soul God!"
F * ck you!
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched. However, he was too lazy to pay attention to the furious Soul God. He looked up and glanced around.
"You disrespectful old man, what do you think I want to do to you?"
Bu Fang rolled his eyes.
"The God of Cooking deliberately created an environment for us to be alone because he wanted to use me to get rid of you …"
Bu Fang said, standing up and patting the wrinkles on his Vermilion Robe.
"Get rid of me? With just you? "
When Soul God heard that, he breathed a sigh of relief and sneered.
"I admit that you, chef, have grown a lot in a thousand years … But you courted death by taking the Emotional Path. Do you know what the Emotional Path is? Do you know why that old fool chose the Ruthless Path as his main path?
It's because … he once took the Emotional Path and failed!
"It's because he failed … that I'm here! Only my Ruthless Path can set foot on the true peak!
"You, who took the Emotional Path, can't escape the fate of failure. And now … you can't beat me!
"In this room, both you and I are forbidden from using magic. Don't tell me … you want to fight me hand-to-hand?"
Soul God sneered.
He was the Soul God, a combination of sinful emotions. Although he was violent and manic, he was not stupid.
Bu Fang rubbed his fists.
"I'm a chef. Why would I do such a rude thing?"
Bu Fang's face was expressionless.
Bam!
The next moment …
The Vermilion Robe fluttered.
Bu Fang threw a punch and hit Soul God in the face.
Dumbfounded, Soul God took two or three steps back.
"Of course I choose … to influence you with my cooking. This is exactly what the God of Cooking wants.
Otherwise, do you think I'm the one standing here? If it's a hand-to-hand fight, Xiao Bai is more suitable than me … to beat you. "
Bu Fang flicked his palm and said faintly.
Soul God got to his feet, his scarlet eyes almost bursting with flames.
"What kind of f * cking chef are you?!"
Soul God cursed.
He had such a bad temper, but it was not his fault. He was a combination of sinful emotions.
"Haha."
Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth coldly.
Then …
His mind flickered.
Slowly, the God of Cooking Set emerged.
The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, the Qilin Transmigration Ladle, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, the White Tiger Heaven Stove, the Vermilion Robe …
In this room, the God of Cooking Sets were not hindered.
Buzz …
The moment Bu Fang summoned the God of Cooking Sets …
The aura in the room changed abruptly.
In every corner of the room …
One array after another emerged.
Each array seemed to be a blooming flower.
They lit up every corner of the room …
A serious and solemn voice suddenly sounded.
"Congratulations to Host Bu Fang for triggering the last test, the God of Cooking's Wish. You have completed it, and your dream path to becoming the God of Cooking will be completed."
The System said.
As Bu Fang watched, streams of light gathered and turned into a figure made of lines.
That figure was … the System.
It had accompanied Bu Fang since the beginning, and it was now …
The System that had brought Bu Fang on the path to becoming the God of Cooking.
The God of Cooking's Menu appeared, and drops of God of Cooking's divine power liquid fell.
It made the God of Cooking's Menu materialize …
"The God of Cooking's Wish: The thing that the God of Cooking regretted most was creating Soul God. Soul God arose because of his sins, but he could not hold on long enough to destroy Soul God, so he could only turn his hope into a wish and entrust it to his inheritor. Fulfill the God of Cooking's wish, and the path to becoming the God of Cooking will be completely completed. "
The System said seriously.
Bu Fang exhaled.
His eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
The God of Cooking's Menu turned into an old, shabby book and fell into Bu Fang's hand.
Bu Fang slowly flipped it open.
There were only seven dishes in the God of Cooking's Menu, and they seemed to correspond to Soul God's seven sins. The words on it were written with painstaking effort.
Bu Fang seemed to see an old man holding a pen under the dim light of an oil lamp, writing down the recipe word by word with a trembling hand.
Was the System going to reform Soul God with a dish?
Could a dish … erase Soul God's sins?
The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
Was he sure it was reforming … and not disgusting?
The Soul God was probably the reason why Soul Demons hated delicious food.
"Come on, Host. You are only one step away from success! A beautiful tomorrow is waiting for you! "
The System told Bu Fang the chicken soup that he was very familiar with in its unique serious tone.
It had been a long time since he had the System's chicken soup, and Bu Fang felt a little refreshed.
In that case …
The look in Bu Fang's eyes when he looked at Soul God became much gentler.
"We are both chefs, so let's solve it the way chefs do …"
Bu Fang said lightly.
Soul God's scarlet pupils constricted.
He wanted to flee, but the power of the Gourmet Formation descended upon him, turning into ice-cold chains that shackled his body.
It prevented him from struggling out of the wooden hut!
Meanwhile, Bu Fang grabbed the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he took out a velvet rope and tied his hair.
Carefully, he rolled up his sleeves.
It was as if he was cooking for a grand banquet.
It was just that … this banquet was prepared for Soul God.
It was also a funeral for Soul God!
It could be said that Soul God was the most comfortable villain in history.
Because the way he died was probably not because he was beaten to death by the protagonist.
Instead, he was stuffed to death by the protagonist with food.
Soul God flew into a rage. 'I f * cking … fell into that cunning God of Cooking's trap again!'
He could not help but wonder if he had really become a little stupid because of the power of sin!
"I am Soul God!"
Soul God growled.
Sizzle …
He did not use his divine power or any special techniques.
Bu Fang quietly cooked according to the God of Cooking's Menu.
The aroma lingered in the air.
Soul God, who was growling, twitched his nose and shut his mouth immediately. His stomach churned!
The power of the Great Sins turned into a black dragon and began to struggle slowly.
It was fighting against the power of the Gourmet Array.
Bu Fang glanced at it and sped up his cooking.
Once Soul God struggled free, he would not be easy to deal with.
He shook the wok and stir-fried it. The spatula flew, and the aroma filled the air.
The blue-and-white porcelain plate was ready.
Bu Fang poured the dish out of the wok and poured the gravy over it.
Then, he came in front of Soul God.
Holding the dish with his chopsticks, he nodded expressionlessly at Soul God.
"Be good … Open your mouth.
Ah … "Soul God's eyes widened.
As a great villain, he wanted to die with dignity!
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