It was time to settle the score.
Bu Fang said with a faint smile, as if he was chatting with a neighbor, without any hostility.
This was the Soul Demon Universe.
The territory of Soul God.
However, Soul God had become a thing of the past. Now, the God of Cooking was the only one left in the Soul Demon Universe.
Flowers were blooming in the starry sky.
Everything seemed peaceful, not much different from when Bu Fang left the Soul Demon Universe.
The God of Cooking did not want to change the Soul Demon Universe.
His vision now was not limited to the Soul Demon Universe.
Heaven and earth had become ruthless because of him, and he was in control of the whole world.
The God of Cooking opened his eyes and looked at Bu Fang.
He did not seem too shocked by Bu Fang's appearance.
It was as if he had expected it.
Of course, it was also possible that at his current level, he would no longer be shocked by anything.
He looked indifferently at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang had a gentle smile on his face.
It was hard to imagine that Bu Fang, who did not smile at all in the past, would smile so frequently now.
It was a little hard to get used to.
Bu Fang walked slowly in the void.
All the flowers in the Soul Demon Universe seemed to be competing with each other for beauty as he walked.
He was the one who planted all the flowers drifting in the starry sky.
Every time he planted a dish, a flower would bloom.
In his opinion, these dishes had not reached the level of the God of Cooking.
However, the fact that the God of Cooking did not destroy all this surprised Bu Fang a little.
The whole Soul Demon Universe was quiet.
With the fall of Soul God, the Soul Demons who were born because of him turned into black smoke and dissipated into the world.
All the Soul Demons who had been sealed in an entire planet by Bu Fang had disappeared.
The Soul Demon Universe was full of life now.
Although it was full of life, the whole world was silent except for Bu Fang and the God of Cooking.
Or rather, it was dead silent.
It was not bad for the dead world to become the final battlefield of the God of Cooking and Bu Fang.
Outside the Soul Demon Universe.
The void rumbled as numerous pairs of large eyes emerged, watching the battle in the Soul Demon Universe.
Those eyes belonged to the experts who were watching the battle with curiosity, such as Sect Leader Tongtian, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Lord Gou …
Bu Fang did not let them in.
They needed to solve the grudge between the God of Cooking and Bu Fang themselves.
The God of Cooking clearly sensed those prying eyes, but there was no expression on his face.
"He's worthy of being a little fellow who could walk to the end of the God of Cooking's path under my guidance."
The God of Cooking said lightly.
If Bu Fang did not have talent, he would not have been chosen by the God of Cooking System.
She would not be the most important part of his plan.
"You were actually able to escape from the black hole at the end of the universe … I thought you would slowly decay inside and become the dust of history."
The God of Cooking shook his head.
He clasped his hands behind his back and slowly walked forward.
His aura was so strong that the entire Soul Demon Universe could not contain him.
He had mastered the Heartless Dao and attained the peak of the Universe Enlightened Ancestral God Realm.
The God of Cooking was invincible.
In an instant.
The God of Cooking appeared in front of Bu Fang.
For him, a distance of ten million miles could be covered in an instant.
The God of Cooking looked indifferently at Bu Fang.
He became very young.
Her skin was like white jade, and her eyes were like gems.
Although he was emotionless, his body exuded a majestic vitality …
The God of Cooking and Bu Fang looked at each other. Their eyes were getting closer and closer, and finally … their faces were almost touching.
After a long time.
The God of Cooking smiled.
"I didn't expect that … you would actually be able to walk your own path on the emotional path."
The God of Cooking said.
Bu Fang shook his head and looked at the God of Cooking.
"Being emotionless is also having emotions … In fact, I feel that the Path of Emotion … contains the Path of Emotionlessness."
Bu Fang said seriously.
"Arrogant …"
The God of Cooking focused his eyes.
BOOM!!!
The God of Cooking was furious.
A terrifying roar erupted in an instant.
All of a sudden, his body exploded, as if hundreds of stars had exploded at the same time. It was dazzling.
Many experts who were watching held their breaths and felt a pang of terror.
Compared with the God of Cooking when he had just broken through, the current God of Cooking was much stronger.
The light gradually faded away.
Everyone sucked in a cold breath.
The entire Soul Demon Universe …
At this moment, it had turned into complete ruins.
The blooming flowers all withered at this moment, and every single dish that was floating above the stars began to crumble.
With just a thought, he had destroyed the entire universe.
Fortunately, there were no more living beings in the Soul Demon Universe.
The light faded away.
Bu Fang hovered in midair.
His hair was disheveled, and his robe fluttered. He was not killed by the God of Cooking's aura at all.
The God of Cooking was slightly taken aback.
Not only the God of Cooking, but also Lord Gou and the other experts who were watching from a distance breathed a sigh of relief.
It was good that he was fine.
They were really afraid that Bu Fang would be killed by the God of Cooking with just one move.
Judging by Bu Fang's appearance, perhaps he had taken the last step and stepped into the Ancestor God realm!
What a monster!
Lord Gou, Hades Erha, and the others could not help but sigh.
When they recalled Bu Fang's growth, they felt that it was like a dream.
"Not bad …"
The God of Cooking said, looking at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang shook his head.
His hair was disheveled, and his Vermilion Robe fluttered.
The God of Cooking's Vermilion Robe was black and red.
Bu Fang's Vermilion Robe was red and white.
They looked quite similar.
The God of Cooking's face turned slightly cold.
He flicked his finger.
The next moment, the God of Cooking Sets emerged. The Artifact Spirits turned into streams of light and rushed toward Bu Fang.
The wooden Divine Dragon, the indifferent Vermilion Bird, the silent Black Turtle, the serious White Tiger, and the cold Qilin …
The five Qilins, wrapped in an aura that was almost no weaker than that of an Ancestor God, rushed toward Bu Fang.
They used to fight side by side with Bu Fang, but now … they were just the God of Cooking's merciless weapons.
Bu Fang sighed.
He looked at his old friends with a complicated look in his eyes.
He raised his hand.
He gave them a light pat.
An invisible ripple spread out …
The Artifact Spirits, who were rushing toward him, froze in midair …
"You created these Weapon Spirits, but you stripped them of their emotions. Now, let me give them true emotions once again …"
Now, let me give them true emotions again … "Bu Fang said.
As soon as his voice rang out, his body turned into a beam of golden light, crossing the Artifact Spirits as if he had teleported.
He pointed at the forehead of each Artifact Spirit.
Their eyes, which were cold and merciless, suddenly became lively.
There seemed to be a ripple spreading through their bodies.
Buzz …
The Artifact Spirits disappeared.
They turned into beams of light.
The Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, the Vermilion Robe, the Qilin Transmigration Ladle, the Black Turtle Constellation Wok, and the White Tiger Heaven Stove emerged behind Bu Fang.
However, Bu Fang did not stop them.
Instead, he flicked his fingers, causing the God of Cooking Sets to shoot out of the Soul Demon Universe and scatter across the universe.
The void fell silent once again.
Only Bu Fang and the God of Cooking were left hovering in midair.
After a short standoff, they countered each other.
Everything was back to square one.
"You and I are chefs, so let's solve it the way chefs do.
Didn't you say that the world only needs one God of Cooking? "
Bu Fang said.
The God of Cooking nodded.
Bu Fang sat cross-legged in midair.
Looking at the God of Cooking, he said, "So … Let's have a Chef's Challenge?"
The God of Cooking did not refuse.
He also slowly sat cross-legged in midair, facing Bu Fang from a distance.
Looking at Bu Fang, the God of Cooking raised his hand.
He waved it …
Rumble!
At this moment, heaven and earth became bright.
All of heaven and earth, all of the skies of the universe, at this moment, reflected the two figures.
"How can no one be interested in our Chef's Challenge? I want the whole universe to witness the God of Cooking's grace with their own eyes! "
The God of Cooking said.
All the experts in the great worlds, small worlds, great universes, and microcosms raised their heads and looked at the boundless sky.
The figures of Bu Fang and the God of Cooking were reflected in the sky.
When they saw the God of Cooking, all of them looked fanatical!
They had eaten the God of Cooking's dishes and were pursuing the Ruthless Path.
The God of Cooking was the object of their fanaticism!
The God of Cooking was the true god in their hearts!
Bu Fang saw through everything at a glance.
He turned his head and looked outside the Soul Demon Universe.
In the starry sky there …
Lord Gou, Hades Erha, Xiaopi, Little Hu, You, and the others were all hovering in the starry sky, staring at Bu Fang.
Their eyes were filled with worry, hope, and the last hope.
Now …
Perhaps only Bu Fang could really face the God of Cooking.
Feeling the concerned gazes of his little friends, Bu Fang raised his hand, and the corners of his mouth curved upward.
Then, he snapped his fingers.
Light began to surge.
The next moment …
Everything in the Soul Demon Universe changed.
Bu Fang's body was in the kitchen of Fang Fang's Little Restaurant.
The God of Cooking's eyes were cold as he waved his hand.
His body was also in an ordinary kitchen.
The final confrontation between the two ended with a Chef's Challenge.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, this world-shaking Chef's Challenge … quietly began.
The God of Cooking's eyes were ruthless.
He had reached the pinnacle of the Ruthless Path, and he cooked a dish with it.
It was the dish he was most proud of in his life.
Bu Fang's eyes were gentle.
Vivid images flashed before his eyes. Scenes from the Light Wind Empire flashed before his eyes.
Then, he slowly picked up an ordinary kitchen knife.
The cooking process did not last long.
The God of Cooking soon finished his dish.
He stripped away his emotions and cooked a dish with the most advanced techniques and the best ingredients.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the dish.
Bu Fang looked at the God of Cooking with a complicated look in his eyes.
It was a cooking skill he once pursued.
He wanted to use the most advanced techniques and the best ingredients to cook a dish worthy of the God of Cooking.
Unfortunately, he could not do it.
And now, the God of Cooking had done it.
However, Bu Fang did not belittle himself.
He could not reach the realm he once pursued.
But now, through the Emotion Realm, he had reached the same realm.
However …
There were no gorgeous techniques or top-grade ingredients.
What he made was just the most ordinary dumplings.
Just like when the God of Cooking used dumplings to almost crush his faith.
Now, Bu Fang also planned to use dumplings to fight back.
The dish was done.
It floated in midair.
The God of Cooking's dish shone brilliantly, and its rich aroma wafted through the whole world, causing everyone to sink into it.
Bu Fang's dish, on the other hand, looked very ordinary.
Under the suppression of the God of Cooking's dish, it was inaudible, like a speck of dust.
"Is this the realm that the Emotion Realm has helped you reach?"
The God of Cooking shook his head, his eyes filled with disappointment.
Bu Fang's dish disappointed him.
He had experienced ordinary, but … ordinary could not help him reach the peak.
Today, Bu Fang was in the realm he once was.
This was the wrong realm. So, in this Chef's Challenge, Bu Fang was doomed to fail …
Bu Fang smiled faintly.
He said nothing.
With a flick of his finger, the plate of dumplings flew to the God of Cooking.
The God of Cooking also pushed his dish to Bu Fang.
The two of them exchanged the dishes they had cooked.
Sitting cross-legged in midair …
Bu Fang grabbed a pair of chopsticks and put the God of Cooking's dish in his mouth.
The food cooked with the best ingredients and the most advanced techniques had reached the pinnacle of deliciousness. The adjustment of the taste and the use of the ingredients made Bu Fang exhale.
It was really … delicious.
Bu Fang sighed with emotion.
On the other side …
The God of Cooking was holding the bowl of dumplings cooked by Bu Fang.
He reached out his chopsticks and picked one up.
He stuffed it into his mouth.
His mouth chewed, and his cheeks trembled slightly.
The God of Cooking was stunned.
The aroma of the dumplings suddenly surged and hit the God of Cooking's mouth …
The ingredients were very ordinary.
The cooking technique was also very ordinary.
Everything was very ordinary.
But …
Why …
Was it so delicious?!
The God of Cooking was stunned. He reached out his chopsticks again, picked up another dumpling, and stuffed it into his mouth.
His movements became faster and faster.
The whole plate of dumplings was eaten by him.
"Why …"
The God of Cooking's mouth bulged. He looked up at Bu Fang.
When he asked, he even spat out some of the dumplings in his mouth …
There was doubt and disbelief in his voice.
It was just like when he gave the dumplings to Bu Fang.
He had used his own dishes to almost shatter Bu Fang's faith, making Bu Fang give up halfway on the road of perseverance.
And now …
Bu Fang had given the God of Cooking a taste of his own medicine.
He used the same dumplings.
The God of Cooking was confused.
Bu Fang smiled faintly.
"The Cooking Path is actually like the Heavenly Path. Although it seems ruthless, it is actually sentimental …
"As I said, ruthlessness is actually a kind of emotion …
"You have used the God of Cooking System to teach me the Emotional Path. In fact, you should know that. If there is anything you don't understand …
"Ask me, and I can teach you."
Bu Fang said.
The God of Cooking paused slightly.
He looked at Bu Fang with a complicated look in his eyes.
Bu Fang looked at the God of Cooking, who suddenly laughed.
He did not say anything.
Then, he snapped his fingers.
Between heaven and earth, in front of every person who had eaten the God of Cooking's dish, floated their favorite delicacies.
After eating them …
The emotions that had been taken away from them returned to them.
In the dead silence of the Soul Demon Universe …
Thousands of flowers bloomed on the floating rubble of broken stars.
The dead Soul Demon Universe once again surged with vitality.
The God of Cooking laughed until he burst into tears.
There was a complicated look in his eyes.
Many emotions welled up in his heart.
Many pictures emerged in front of him.
They were the little things that Bu Fang had experienced and the growth of his friends.
He fed the Lord Gou Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, Hades Erha giggled and begged for spicy strips, You asked for Dragon Blood Rice, and they ate blood lobsters to their heart's content …
These scenes were like a series of heavy punches that smashed into his chest.
In fact …
The God of Cooking had experienced all this before.
However, on his way to the peak of the Cooking Path, he had lost too many things.
The pictures in front of him finally turned into a familiar figure.
It was the picture of him and the Queen of Curses living an ordinary life in the wooden hut.
His heart, which had been filled with the Ruthless Path, suddenly trembled.
The God of Cooking clutched his chest and laughed.
He looked at Bu Fang with a complicated look in his eyes.
He had lost the Chef's Challenge.
Bu Fang's dishes made him understand.
The real God of Cooking's dishes might not be exquisite, or they might not use the best ingredients.
But …
What could bring satisfaction and pleasure to people was … the best delicacies.
There was indeed only one God of Cooking in the world.
Unfortunately …
It was not him.
The God of Cooking's eyes were deep. The Queen of Curses' voice and smile were getting farther and farther away.
The next moment, he came to his senses and found that …
He, who was young, had once again become an old man.
He was neither unwilling nor angry.
With a sigh, he gave Bu Fang a deep look, turned, and left quietly in the starry sky.
All that was left was a stooped, staggering figure.
Bu Fang did not chase after him.
He did not kill the God of Cooking.
Because there was no bet in this Chef's Challenge.
The world was lonely. Everyone watched the God of Cooking's disappearing figure in silence.
After a long time …
The God of Cooking's figure disappeared completely.
No one knew where he had gone.
There was no grand battle, no earth-shattering killing.
The last confrontation between Bu Fang and the God of Cooking came to an end as Bu Fang staggered.
The old God of Cooking was gone.
There was a new God of Cooking in the world, Bu Fang.
…
The Soul Demons were completely wiped out.
The catastrophe that haunted the hearts of the Primitive Universe, the Chaotic Universe, and Void City was completely gone.
Everything in the world was back on track.
In the Primitive Universe, Hangu Pass was rebuilt.
However, there was no terrifying slaughter at Hangu Pass at the moment …
It had just become a place for the Primitive Universe's new soldiers to train.
After the training at Hangu Pass, the new soldiers gathered around the bonfire, tasting the delicacies cooked by the chefs at Hangu Pass, laughing with each other and exchanging their experiences.
In the Void Universe …
The once cursed Nihility Universe had now become extremely prosperous. Planets with life filled the starry sky of the universe.
Every star had been developed by the people who had originally been exiled, and had become full of vitality.
Void City had also become the holy land of the Void Universe. It was no longer a sinful place to imprison exiles.
Instead, it had become a place for new lives to learn and grow.
The former District D of Void City had become a food city.
All the top chefs of the Void Universe were gathered here. The rich aroma of food lingered in the air, enveloping the whole city in a colorful aroma.
The only problem was that the Queen of Curses was still nowhere to be seen.
The Chaotic Universe returned to peace.
As Heavengod Transmigration, Xiao Yanyu took care of everything in good order.
The order of the universe had been restored.
More and more experts in the Chaotic Universe broke through and became Heavengods, making the power of the Chaotic Universe stronger and stronger.
Outside the Temple of Heavengod Transmigration …
Xiao Yanyu put her hands behind her back and stared at the boundless galaxy.
The corners of her mouth lifted slightly.
She raised her hand, trying to touch the stars.
There was a beautiful meteor shower falling from her slender and fair fingertips …
…
On Planet Immortality …
It was as peaceful and stable as ever.
On the boundless continent of the stars, a mountain rose steeply from the ground.
At the foot of the mountain was a prosperous town.
There were rows upon rows of houses in the small city. The alleys were densely packed, and towering buildings stood on both sides of the wide streets.
Restaurants, inns, teahouses, brothels …
Although the town was small, it had everything.
Walking along the main road of the town, past a bustling restaurant, one would come to a deep alley. As one went deeper into the alley, one would find that the scene in front of him had changed.
A cozy little restaurant stood quietly in the depths of the alley.
A big, fat black dog lay in front of the door, lazily basking in the sun. Beside the dog, Xiao Bai sat quietly with his legs spread out, holding a large basin of star cores in his hand and stuffing them into his mouth from time to time.
A crunching sound rang out of the machine's mouth.
Inside the restaurant …
Flowery carried the piping hot dishes and called out to the customers in the restaurant.
Nether King Er Ha sat in front of a beautiful customer. From time to time, he would say something, causing the beautiful customer to blush.
Wushuang was leaning against a pillar in the kitchen with a sword in his arms, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, and a sharp look in his eyes.
Little Hu and Eighty were playing.
Niu Hansan was sitting in the restaurant, drinking with many of his friends at the same table.
Ting-a-ling!
The curtains of the kitchen were lifted.
A slender figure walked out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of steaming Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs in his hand.
He walked out of the kitchen, came to the restaurant, and placed the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs in front of the big black dog.
He stroked the dog's head, then turned and went back into the restaurant.
The big black dog's lazy look suddenly changed, and he began to gobble up the food.
A golden mantis shrimp lay on the young man's shoulder, spitting bubbles from time to time.
Quiet footsteps rang out on the upper floor of the restaurant.
A graceful figure walked down the stairs.
Nethery yawned and rubbed her belly, her face full of resentment.
"Bu Fang, I'm hungry."
The young man turned around, looked at You, raised his hand, and rubbed You's head. The corners of his mouth curved up slightly on his expressionless face.
"Wait for me for a moment."
Then, he went into the kitchen.
Many people in the restaurant greeted You, who came downstairs. The atmosphere was harmonious.
In the kitchen …
The wok was tossed, and the fire was surging …
A rich aroma permeated the kitchen.
Bu Fang looked at the fire, his eyes gradually blurred and satisfied …
The Dragon Blood Rice in the wok gave off a rich aroma, and as it boiled … it seemed to emit an enchanting light.
Bu Fang cooked and suddenly smiled.
After becoming the God of Cooking, he realized … his pursuit was very simple.
He just wanted to bask in the sun occasionally, cook, and let his old friends enjoy the delicacies …
That was all.
He was the God of Cooking, and his name was Bu Fang. He did not panic at all.
…
The fire stopped burning.
He put down the black wok that was still steaming.
Bu Fang walked out of the kitchen with the steaming Dragon Blood Rice.
"You, time to eat."
A gentle voice lingered in the restaurant. However, the voice was soon drowned in the noisy laughter.
In the kitchen.
A kitchen knife was placed quietly on the chopping board. On it … there was a drop of water, stained.
It reflected everything in the kitchen, as if it was reflecting the whole world.
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