Chapter 419: Transfer of Ownership (1/2)

Chapter 419: Transfer of Ownership

Translator: CatatoPatchEditor: Vermillion

A rumble erupted as the Supreme-Being youth, who had come along with Nangong Ming, fell heavily to the floor. Unceasing wales of anguish erupted from his mouth.

The Supreme-Being felt like his entire face no longer belonged to him. His nose was quite sore, making him experience a world of pain, and this caused his tears to flow unceasingly.

Nangong Ming sucked in a deep breath and looked at Bu Fang in shock. The latter had just sent a Supreme-Being expert flying away, after all.

Nangong Ming never expected the kid, who he hadn't taken seriously, to unexpectedly possess enough strength to send a Supreme-Being flying.

What was he carrying in his hands? Was that a wok? Was that what he had used to send a Supreme-Being flying away?

This was somewhat inconceivable; it was his first time ever witnessing someone fight with a wok.

Was that kid a chef?

Countless thoughts flashed through Nangong Ming's mind as he looked at Bu Fang with a gloomy and complex gaze.

Yang Meiji was dumbfounded, and even after she had crawled up from the floor, she still did not close her mouth. Every muscle in her body twitched as she looked at Bu Fang and his wok in shock.

Bu Fang only shot a gaze at Yang Meiji, who seemed fine, before turning back to face Nangong Ming.

Nangong Ming clenched his teeth, and the muscles of his face slightly twitched as he regarded Bu Fang with a cold gaze. It was only after the Supreme-Being wiped his tears that the scalding feeling, which had surged from his face, lessened slightly.

He looked at Bu Fang with a sinister gaze.

”You are courting death.”

He said in an ice-cold voice while clenching his teeth. Suddenly, an imposing aura gradually began to surge out from his body.

As a Supreme-Being, he had been injured by an eighth grade War-God, who had come out of nowhere, unexpectedly; it was truly a great disgrace.

Bang!

His true energy surged and swirled like a berserk dragon. The Supreme-Being's hair fluttered about wildly as he coldly stared at Bu Fang; then, he took a step forward, and as he did so, his entire body immediately shot outwards. He thrust his palm at Bu Fang, intending to smack him.

Facing his assault, Bu Fang's gaze remained indifferent, and his complexion was expressionless.

With his Black Turtle Constellation Wok, it was easy for him to deal with any ordinary Supreme-Being experts, for they would not be able to stand a whack from his wok.

The Supreme-Being youth before Bu Fang was just at the initial stage of the realm, so Bu Fang wasn't worried at all; he was even disinclined to eat the Rampage Ramen. He infused his true energy into the wok, causing it to glow with a bright golden light.

That Supreme-Being youth's imposing aura was astonishing, and with every step he took forward, the floor beneath his feet would shatter.

The debris flew and scattered all around.

He raised his palm and swung it down in an imposing manner.

And this time, the Supreme-Being youth used his full strength, believing that it would be impossible for him to get sent flying again. He regarded the previous case as a product of his carelessness and his opponent's sneak attack.

All sneak-attacks were useless before absolute power.

Bang!

A dull sound reverberated.

An indomitable power surged out from the wok.

The Supreme-Being youth was bewildered, for the true energy emitted by his palm was dispersed by a smash of Bu Fang's wok.

He felt a stifling sensation in his chest, and he spouted a mouthful of blood.

This time, he wasn't sent flying by the smash; instead, the impact forced him down to the floor. His chest heaved up and down with intensity, as he gasped for breath.

How was that possible...

Nangong Ming's expression gravely changed. He never would have expected one of his Supreme-Being subordinates to get easily taken out by an eighth grade War-God.

Fear couldn't help but well up in Nangong Ming's heart as he looked at that man who had calmly used a wok to suppress his subordinate.

”Do you really want to oppose my Nangong Family? Within the Heavenly Mist City, all those who have opposed my Nangong Family did not have a good end.” Nangong Ming mind shuddered as he used his family name to suppress the kid before him.

The Nangong Family was one of the Heavenly Mist City's big families. They controlled most of the Pill Tower resources. Their estates and industries were all over the whole Heavenly Mist City, and they had dozens of mark-level alchemists. They were a power that couldn't be disregarded. They were an overlord-like existence within the Heavenly Mist City, and there was no one who dared to oppose them.

However, the Nangong Family wouldn't make a move just for Nangong Ming; he was just trying to use its name to scare Bu Fang.

However, it was a pity that he had used such a move in the wrong person.

If it was someone else from the Heavenly Mist City, then they might have been scared by him.

However, Bu Fang didn't have any knowledge of the Nangong Family, and even if he knew them, they still wouldn't scare him.

He was, after all, a headstrong person who had dared to fight a tenth grade Divine Realm expert with a wok, despite being only an eighth grade War-God.

Bu Fang kicked the Supreme-Being expert, sending him flying, and he crashed heavily into the door. He spouted a mouthful of blood and strenuously tried to crawl up.

”Get lost! The Cloud Mist Restaurant won't be sold to you,” Bu Fang calmly proclaimed as his gaze swept through the entire Cloud Mist Restaurant.

Nangong Ming was taken aback for a moment before laughing coldly. He opened his mouth, intending to speak, but his pupils suddenly dilated.

Bang.

He saw Bu Fang heavily smash the floor with his black wok, causing the entire ground to tremble, which scared Nangong Ming.