Chapter 370: There Isn’t Anything This Lord Dog Cannot Eat (1/2)

Chapter 370: There Isn’t Anything This Lord Dog Cannot Eat

Translator: E.3.3.Editor: Vermillion

Splash Splash Splash!

Bu Fang held his bamboo chopsticks and neatly picked out a glossy piece of the dragon claw from the jar of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall Soup.

This was part of the dragon claw of the supreme Fire Dragon. It emitted a rich aroma. The layers of meat on the claw were like sparkling dewdrops. Each vein and string of muscle underneath the skin could be seen.

A light golden broth dripped down from the tip of the dragon claw. When the drops of soup broke open, the aroma and spirit energy contained within suddenly burst out. The waft of flavor intoxicated Bu Fang.

The claw of the dragon shone like a crystal. The scales had been scraped off by Bu Fang. Though the dragon meat was dark in color, it was still extremely tender in texture.

Sniffing it carefully, one could smell the wine fragrance spreading from the dragon claw.

This was because Bu Fang applied the Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine during his cooking process. Bu Fang wanted to use Frost Blaze Path-Understanding Brew at first, but since this brew was limited in quantity, he could only take up the next best option. Thus, he settled with the Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine.

Fortunately, the end product of this Buddha Jumps Over the Wall Soup had a superb taste.

The crowd within the store shifted their glances onto the dragon claw in Bu Fang's hand.

This was not even a whole dragon claw, but only a small part. The dragon claw itself was actually huge in size, and could not possibly fit in the ceramic jar.

Gulp…

Ouyang Xiaoyi swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Her large eyes fixated on the dragon claw in Bu Fang's hand as she drew in a chilled breath.

That dragon claw… was an ingredient from a supreme beast!

Was Owner Bu just going to eat it with his hand? Like eating a chicken claw?

”Could you show a little bit more respect for supreme beasts?”

Xiao Xiaolong was very curious about the taste of this supreme beast. He leered at the dragon claw in Bu Fang's hand.

Bu Fang himself couldn't wait to dig in. Paying no attention whatsoever to the gazes of others around him. He sank his teeth into the dragon claw.

Snap!

It was tender and crispy at the same time!

He broke off a part of the dragon claw. Its flesh was extremely succulent and plump, completely different from that of chicken meat. Once it touched the tongue, Bu Fang exhaled a hot breath.

The sinews within the dragon claw were densely packed. It was hard to have this part of the meat thoroughly cooked. In comparison to the rest of the dragon meat, this was much harder to chew.

However, the chewiness actually provided an unusual kind of enjoyment.

Though the dragon sinew was stringy, it still had a spectacular taste. It also had a unique aroma, one not as fresh as that of the dragon meat, but that contained a kind of richness.

Bu Fang was overcome with joy as he gnawed at the claw with a greasy mouth. Able to taste this kind of gourmet delicacy definitely put him in a good mood. This dish was made of supreme beast ingredients, which was very rare. This was a supreme beast after all, so it was much better than the meat of an eighth grade spirit beast!

Spat.

Bu Fang nibbled at the dragon claw. He walked to the entrance of the store, leaned on the door frame, and spat out two pieces of dragon bone. He smacked his lips and watched as Duan Ling swooped back into the battle with Blacky.

The sight of Bu Fang relishing in this fight amused Ni Yan, who couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry.

Duan Ling naturally caught sight of Bu Fang's face as well—seeing this brat gnawing at gourmet delicacies and observing the fight. He obviously looked down upon him! Duan Ling has never been belittled like this before! So, his rage elevated to a whole new level.

No matter the owner or the guard dog of this store, all had to be terminated!

The towering blood colored sword swiped across the air, emanating a forbidding send elf pressure. Blood colored sword vigor scattered into all four directions. Eruptions broke out once in a while, creating dents in the grounds below.

Duan Ling's hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes targeted Blacky.

Clink Clank!

The Supreme-Being shackles wrapped around his left hand rang as they dropped down. He glared his eyes, emitting a murderous vibe. Duan Ling bellowed, as if summoning all the energy in his body. He thrust out the gigantic blood sword with one hand.

Boom boom bang!

The giant blood-colored sword glided through the sky, nearly colliding with the air particles with loud pops.

Both the Supreme Elder and Wu Mu felt their pupils shrink.

The force of this blade was very frightening, to the point where both Supreme-Beings were covered with goosebumps, completely overpowered by a sense of despair. They had no faith in themselves to successfully resist a strike like that.

This was the capability of someone half a step away from the Divine echelon. The terrifying assault of an almost Divine warrior was… unbeatable in the Southern Region!

However… Duan Ling's opponent was no simple human!

The Supreme Elder placed his hopes on Blacky. He stood up, both hands pressed firmly on the city walls, and watched with narrowed eyes. Suddenly, his glance flickered, his entire body shuddering.

As if he has just witnessed something extraordinary!

He wasn't the only one. Up on the walls, Ji Chengxue, Wu Mu, as well as all the soldiers, wore astonished looks, staring into the distance as if they had seen a monster.

Back in Ji Chengyu's troops, the High Priestess, who has been drawing up the talisman array within the carriage, suddenly fluttered open her eyelids. Her heart trembled as her scrutiny pierced through the carriage curtains, only to see a shocking scene.

Blacky lazily shook his head and sauntered towards the gigantic sword heading his way.

The sword was humungous in size. Slicing down, it looked like it was going to extend to the store behind it.

Furious waves of wind and forces of pressure emanated from the gigantic sword, almost forcing everyone onto their knees.

Perhaps the force of pressure on this sword was really that powerful. However, for Blacky, as well as those in the store, the force of pressure from this sword had no effect on them whatsoever. It at most stirred up tumultuous rolls of wind.

Smack Smack…

Bu Fang gnawed at the dragon claw and shot the delicate, blood-colored sword an interested look. He secretly gasped in admiration…