Gourmet of Another World

Surrounding him was a group of armored guards.     

Eh?     

What are they trying to do?      

Bu Fang was puzzled, but from the way they quickly appeared, he could feel that these people were looking for him from the beginning.      

Was the Empress jealous of how Nethery acted towards him, so she got people to take action?     

Bu Fang couldn't help but think about it. But soon, he discarded that idea.     

Such a thing wouldn't happen. Empress Bi Luo isn't such a cautious person.      

In that case, who could it be?      

Bu Fang frowned. He seemed to have figured it out.     

Is the one behind this the backer of Spring Wind Pavilion? The one who was supporting Madam Jin?      

The Empress had warned him that someone may come to deal with him, and now it seems that it has indeed happened.     

However, the strength of the other side wasn't something that he could just pay no heed to, as they could actually send out an army against him.     

Judging from what these people were wearing, they should be the so-called Guardian Army.     

Goddess City's Guardian Army?     

Bu Fang could only stare.     

Knowing that he was able to make something like the Perishing Pot, such a group still dared to deal with him like this?      

Were they not afraid of him using that explosive iron pot?     

Although Bu Fang wouldn't actually take out an explosive iron pot, his previous actions should still be a kind of warning. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to deal with him at all.     

But...     

Whoosh…      

The group of people who had surrounded Bu Fang moved around to create a path.     

In the middle of that path, there was a figure that seemed to be approaching him.     

The woman was wearing a long sacrificial robe and a crown. With red lips and eyebrows as slender as willow leaves, she looked beautiful yet intimidating, causing people to think twice of making a disturbance.      

The woman stepped out of the armored troops and looked at Bu Fang, saying in a cold voice, "We have searched all night for you. Finally, we found you."      

"You're looking for me? Are you Spring Wind Pavilion's backer?" Bu Fang said lightly. He looked at the guards and the crowned lady, then frowned.     

This group is much more difficult than Spring Wind Pavilion's four divine guards. Moreover, the cultivation of the crowned lady was in no way weak.      

Bu Fang wouldn't have been able to stay as calm as he was, if not for the fact that he had another explosive iron pot.      

"We come with no malice. The High Priestess has merely requested to see you... She is interested in the thing you used to destroy Spring Wind Pavilion," the crowned lady said in a formal way.     

Bu Fang was stunned. He didn't realize that the other party was actually interested in the explosive iron pot that he made.      

This so-called High Priestess is really bold.     

"Aren't you afraid that I will just kill you all with another explosive iron pot?" Bu Fang said with a calm face and a slight smile.      

"Your expression has betrayed you. Also, the High Priestess had said that with such an external force, you wouldn't be able to use it again in a short period of time as your mental strength is not strong enough."      

The crowned lady seemed to have seen through everything and had come prepared. It was as if they had already known how the events were to unfold ever since the beginning.     

"So, will you be coming with us?" the crowned lady said as she clasped her hands and gestured to Bu Fang.      

Her attitude seemed mild, but in fact, she had been exerting tremendous pressure on Bu Fang.     

Bu Fang narrowed his eyes.      

This crowned lady is really strong.     

But of course, Bu Fang wouldn't just follow them that easily, especially since he was still in a hurry to prepare for the competition.     

He couldn't afford to lose and not have the qualifications for the imperial feast.     

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.     

The woman had already gestured to Bu Fang, but the latter still remained motionless.     

"Since it doesn't seem like you are going to come with us..."      

Suddenly, the crowned lady made a move, and in an instant, Bu Fang was caught.      

Bu Fang's eyes shrank. He could feel that the void around him was completely under her control.      

This aura was mercilessly oppressing him.     

Buzz…      

Bu Fang's mind flickered. Suddenly, golden streams burst out.     

He held a gold meatball between his fingers, then bit it.     

Boom!     

The gold meatball was thrown towards the crowned lady, trembling and tearing the void apart with its blast.      

Flames rose together with the explosion. At the same time, ripples of terrible energy spread out.     

The fire soon dissipated, and from that light, a figure appeared, taking small steps as she approached Bu Fang.      

The guards around drew their weapons and exerted their pressure onto him.     

Boom!     

Bu Fang felt like the ground beneath him was violently shaking.      

Meatballs don't have an effect on this lady!     

After a wave of her sleeve, the fire dissipated, and the woman's eyes became sharper.     

In the next moment, she appeared right in front of Bu Fang.     

Bu Fang took a deep breath. Then, an iron pot appeared and rotated on his palm.      

"It's no use. Your resistance will bear no fruit," the crowned lady said expressionlessly.     

If Bu Fang could really prepare another explosive iron pot, then the crowned lady would run away without saying another word.     

But the High Priestess herself said that Bu Fang wouldn't be able to create another such thing in just a short amount of time.     

With only a Three-star True Immortal Realm cultivation, it was impossible for him to do so. That's what the crowned lady relied on.     

Sigh…      

As the iron pot rotated in front of Bu Fang, his dark hair fluttered in the wind, his face looking calm and emotionless.      

Suddenly, the crowned lady's face changed.      

There was a tremor in her mind.     

She frowned and looked into the distance.     

There, a figure wearing a black cloak let out a cold snort. At the same time, shadows burst out.     

The crowned lady shouted, "Who's there?"     

A black-cloaked figure appeared in front of Bu Fang. Raising his palm, he bent his fingers, leaving only the middle finger.      

"Huh? A middle finger?" The crowned lady's face froze, then her anger surged.     

The guards clamored, and more and more weapons were drawn, resulting in clanging sounds all around.     

"What a rude person! How dare you!" the crowned lady shouted angrily, her face turning red in anger.     

Bu Fang looked at the person in black doubtfully.     

"Do you know what this is called?" the black-cloaked person suddenly said.     

Those words stunned Bu Fang.     

That voice...     

"This is called the Nether King Stripping Finger..."     

The familiar voice seemed to be having fun, and in the next moment, something happened.     

Nether energy constantly gathered, and soon, a seemingly invincible finger appeared in the sky, which was pointing at the crowned lady.     

The sky seemed to be breaking before this finger!      

"The Nether King Stripping Finger, one finger and one cloth at a time."     

The wind blew strongly, causing the black cloak to flutter. A handsome and somewhat gloomy face could then be seen. That face appeared to have been one that has experienced vicissitudes of life.     

The crowned lady's hand and the Nether King's finger collided.     

Terrifying energy ensued.     

The crowned lady was blown backward, her face turning pale.      

Her expression shifted, and energy continued to rise up through her arm.      

The sleeves of her long robe were torn, revealing her fair and slender arms to everyone around her!      

Still, the aftermath of the collision could actually only tear apart her sleeves.     

"Unfortunately, I wasn't able to fully strip the clothes." Nether King Er Ha said, raising his hand to cover half of his face. His eyes shone with dissatisfaction as he spoke.     

Bu Fang looked at Nether King Er Ha as he held the iron pot, standing there confused.     

"Er Ha?"      

"Oh, Bu Fang young man, I finally found you. You shouldn't let this king have to look for you like this..."      

Nether King Er Ha heard Bu Fang calling his name, then turned to look at the latter with a big smile on his face.      

His enthusiasm made Bu Fang a little scared. "Why are you here?"      

Isn't this Goddess City?     

"The smell of Spicy Strips had spread all the way to where I was. Oh, I wasn't actually looking for Spicy Strips. I was looking for you, so now I'm here." Nether King Er Ha said.     

Suddenly…      

A terrible gust of wind blasted behind Nether King Er Ha.     

Bu Fang frowned and said, "Be careful."     

Nether King Er Ha grinned. Slowly, he turned his head, then extended another finger.      

"Ever since this king returned to Earth Prison, he has tried his best to improve himself. And finally, I was able to break through the Eighteen Demon Passes that my father arranged for me... Now, this king is very, very strong, I say! Lady... I'm here to use my stripping finger again!" Nether King Er Ha's voice resounded.     

In the next moment, a massive finger once again appeared behind him.     

Suddenly…      

The crowned lady sprang up in a sudden burst.     

Nether King Er Ha then pointed at the lady's body.     

"Huh?"      

Nether King Er Ha was stunned.     

A terrible whirlwind burst out from behind him, ripping apart his black cloak.     

Bu Fang, with an iron pot in his hand, expressionlessly looked at Nether King Er Ha.     

What was that about being strong?      

The crowned lady looked coldly at Nether King Er Ha and said, "Damn lecher. How dare you break into my Goddess City! Take him down!"      

In the next moment, one guard after the other charged towards Nether King Er Ha.     

Nether King Er Ha still had a gloomy face. "You're the one that forced this king to act… It's time to show the real Nether King Stripping Finger..."      

Buzz…      

From Nether King Er Ha's body, a terrifying amount of Nether energy erupted.     

Nether energy rushed towards the sky, forming a dark column.      

At the same time, his figure disappeared.      

Fear spread within everyone's hearts...     

Boom!      

All of a sudden, the guards uttered a cry of terror.     

Because the armor they were wearing broke down, leaving behind pieces of ripped fabric that were floating in the wind…      

The crowned lady's eyes shrank, and she took in a breath of cold air.      

"He's at Sacred Realm?!"      

Before she could make a move, a figure appeared in front of her, with a finger against her forehead.      

A gust of wind came.     

The sound of clothes tearing apart rang out.      

In the next moment, the scream of the crowned lady, which was loud enough to break people's eardrums, resounded!     

In the distance…      

Bu Fang put away the iron pot and breathed out softly.     

Looking at the group of guards, who had their armor and clothes torn apart by Nether King Er Ha, he couldn't help but smirk.     

Indeed, Nether King Er Ha hasn't changed…