887 Chapter 887: System Farmland (2/2)

It had thought that its destiny was to become a cooking ingredient, which that damned chef would cook really well.

However, it was now in this world, and it felt somewhat free.

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion was delighted!

It wanted freedom!

Roar!

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion roared, and the breeze caused its mane to flutter gently.

It felt content and happy.

The lion pressed its paws into the ground before leaping high up. Finally, it had escaped that stingy chef's restraints.

It was filled with so much joy.

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion walked around the vast meadow, feeling incredibly happy.

Suddenly, an indifferent voice rang out from afar, saying, ”Hey, Little Three[1], where are you going? Come and plow the soil. If you do well, you'll get treats, and you won't be mistreated.”

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion, who was happily strolling around, suddenly shivered, and its fur stood on end.

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion suddenly turned around, and its three eyes gazed at a figure close by.

That stinky chef!

You stinky chef, what do you think you just called this lion?

It was the strong and noble Three-Eyed Wild Lion. It wasn't a Little Three!

Who do you think you are calling 'Little Three?'

Bu Fang clasped his hands behind him as his Vermillion Robe fluttered gently in the breeze.

He looked at the furious Three-Eyed Wild Lion and gently exhaled.

He did not bring the Three-Eyed Wild Lion to this farmland so that it could take a stroll around. He needed a muscular beast to help him plow the soil.

Roar!

Only that stinky chef was here?

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion narrowed its eyes, and a terrifying aura instantly erupted from it. Without that master, Nether King Er Ha, this person here was just a stinky chef. The lion believed it could swallow the up man in one go.

Its paws smashed into the ground, causing the greenery below to explode. The Three-Eyed Wild Lion roared ferociously before dashing towards Bu Fang.

Bu Fang's hair and his Vermillion Robe fluttered gently.

As he watched the Three-Eyed Wild Lion rush toward him, the corners of his mouth twitched.

”Seems I will need to make you obey.”

Bu Fang lifted his right arm, which was covered in black and white bandages, and it began to glow radiantly.

A moment later, the souls of the Black Taotie and the White Taotie stormed out, emerging behind Bu Fang.

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion roared so loudly that it could be heard high up in the sky!

Boom!

One punch.

Bu Fang had thought of a simple solution to deal with the Three-Eyed Wild Lion—he just threw a punch.

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion's huge body was blown away by Bu Fang's punch. Its careening body made an arc through the air and crashed far away.

After struggling to get up, the Three-Eyed Wild Lion was extremely furious. It bared its fangs and charged at Bu Fang again.

If one punch wouldn't work, then he would deliver a second punch.

Bu Fang had decided to pummel the Three-Eyed Wild Lion till it was scared of him.

Bu Fang's cultivation base had reached the peak of Divine Soul Realm. Using his cultivation base, or just pure physical strength, was enough to finish off the Three-Eyed Wild Lion, not to mention the extreme thing in his spirit sea.

Furthermore, Bu Fang's spirit sea had expanded a lot after his breakthrough. Although his mental force wasn't as vast as it was when he awakened the Gold Dragon Spirit, it had reached the Divine Spirit Realm.

Moreover, this wasn't just the ordinary Divine Spirit Realm.

Bu Fang's mental force had always been stronger than his own true energy cultivation base. However, he hadn't tried to estimate yet how strong it was.

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion was beaten up. Soon, its face had swollen up, and it was whining like a frightened little kitten.

Rumble! Rumble!

Loud noises rang out nearby as a big pile of farming tools had appeared right in front of the Three-Eyed Wild Lion.

It was dumbstruck!

”Good, Little Three. Let's plow this land,” Bu Fang expressionlessly said as he rubbed its mane.

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion was completely enraged!

It was the noble Three-Eyed Wild Lion of the Ruin Prison. It wasn't a buffalo!

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion would rather die than be humiliated!

Boom!

The Taoties' souls on Bu Fang's arm roared.

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion was dispirited. It slumped to the ground, feeling so lost that it could no longer bring itself to love this life anymore.

Bu Fang's expression didn't change as he brought the plowing tools to the Wild Lion.

He patted the Three-Eyed Wild Lion, and it stood up and began to plow while breathing heavily.

Rather be killed than humiliated?

The Three-Eyed Wild Lion had no doubt that it would end up a delicious dish after its death.

That was even more humiliating.

Compared to becoming a meal, plowing the soil was nothing.

Bu Fang exhaled as he watched the Three-Eyed Wild Lion plow the soil. After a while, he grabbed a hoe and followed the lion.

As the Three-Eyed Wild Lion plowed, Bu Fang used his hoe to loosen the soil.

This fertile soil was filled with spirit energy, and it was the best place to grow plants. This could only be expected from the farmland provided by the system.

As Bu Fang loosened the soil, he began to think of what he could plant in this field. He wanted to make this farmland the best garden available, which, in turn, would grow the best cooking ingredients.

This garden would become an important tool for him on his way to becoming the God of Cooking.

[1] Bu Fang called the Three-Eyed Wild Lion ”Little Three,” which actually means the third person in a relationship, a Little Three.