921 Stir-Fry the Demon Frog! (1/2)

The high, black mountain outside the Hidden Dragon Royal Court

In the center of the peak, a giant figure sat inside a massive cave. That man had so many demon marks winding around his body, which made him look even fiercer.

He was no one else but the strongest demon king, who was cultivating in seclusion.

Being sealed in the bronze palace for ten thousand years, the strongest demon king's cultivation base was a little stagnant. Today, he must continue cultivating to regain his body's functions and his peak condition.

Boom! Boom!

In the cave, thick Nether energy wound around. It was so thick that it had almost become real matter, filling the entire space.

The strongest demon king was there. While breathing, thick energy moved between his nose and mouth like long dragons.

Suddenly, the strongest demon king opened his eyes, which were deep and wise like the magnificent starry night.

”I told them not to provoke the Valley of Gluttony, but they didn't listen. Now they're courting death themselves? After ten thousand years of absence, it seems my prestige isn't as it used to be.”

The strongest demon king exhaled a mouthful of murky air. Energy seemed to move underneath him.

After saying that, he closed his eyes again, as though the matter was none of his concern.

...

The experts from the Ruin Prison, who came to invade the Valley of Gluttony, were defeated. The Demon Eye's demon king was blasted off, while the other demon kings had to run for their lives. Furthermore, the Demon Frog's demon king… had to stay in people's stomachs.

No one had predicted such a result.

The Ruin Prison's experts were so frightened. On the other hand, the Valley of Gluttony's experts were cheered up. They all looked excited.

Their happy mood filled the entire Valley of Gluttony.

Of course, amidst the excited mood in the Valley of Gluttony, the Taotie Restaurant still opened as usual.

It was another busy day.

At first, because of the Yellow Spring Helplessness Wine, the Saint Sovereigns were tipsy, and they hoped they could eat that demon king bullfrog now.

However, they were disappointed. Bu Fang hadn't decided to cook the bullfrog yet.

According to Bu Fang, since it was a demon king grade ingredient, he needed time to prepare. Thus, the Saint Sovereign experts were so regretful.

The day went fast with many happy emotions.

After Chu Changsheng watched the last diner leave the restaurant, he slumped on his chair, spent from exertion. He didn't know why he felt so tired. At his cultivation base, he shouldn't be that much exhausted.

Why was he so tired every time they ended their work?

However, thinking about it, he finally figured it out.

Being a waiter, he had to help Bu Fang serve the food. And, serving the food… was the main reason for his exhaustion.

That was because every time Chu Changsheng served the dishes, their aromas triggered him a lot.

However, as a professional waiter with morals, he wouldn't pilfer the food. Still, it was absolutely a struggle for him to restrain his desire for such delicacies.

Chu Changsheng understood clearly that it wasn't his body that felt tired. It was his exhausted mind.

Noticing Bu Fang, Chu Changsheng returned to his room.

Ni Yan had finally moved out. No matter what, she was the Heavenly Secret Saintess, so she couldn't stay in Bu Fang's room. If this spread out, it would affect her reputation.

It was late at night, and the restaurant was now closed.

However, a dim light flashed inside.

The dim light illuminated the dark, little restaurant, giving some sense of peace and gloominess.

Everything was quiet and calm in the restaurant.

The Path-Understanding Tree's leaves rattled because of Flowery's movement. She was sitting cross-legged, cultivating.

Lord Dog was snoring under the tree's shade.

The Netherworld Ship looked a little gloomy with so many years' worth of wear and tear. On its deck, Nethery sat, dangling her jade-like, beautiful legs.

Tonight, the two moons at their first quarter were like two halves of silver plates. They supported each other in the sky, giving an interesting scene.

The moonlight crept through the narrow slits at the restaurant's windows. However, the light in the kitchen was bright.

The sounds of splashing water came from there.

Bu Fang shook the water off his hands as he wrapped up tonight's practice session. He couldn't wait to enter the world of his farmland.

The sky in his farmland was bright and high with a deep blue hue. Across the blue sky, some cotton clouds drifted. Together, they looked so peaceful.

Bu Fang's body entered the place, slowly landing on the ground.

At this moment, the farmland had changed dramatically. It wasn't a wasteland anymore. The fields were plowed and developed neatly into sections.

Bu Fang had filled each section, and he could harvest some fields now.

He had opened several paddy fields by the river to plant rice. To a chef, rice was a fundamental cooking ingredient.

The spirit fields were opened, and the seedlings were already planted. Also, those weren't some ordinary seedlings but the seedlings the system had provided after he had completely developed the land.

”Guanyin Pearl Tear Rice!”

If he succeeded and the seedlings bore rice, it would be the Guanyin Pearl Tear Rice, one of the high-grade quality kinds of rice.

Compared with the Dragon Blood Rice, the Guanyin Pearl Tear Rice was a level better. That was why Bu Fang was really looking forward to these two paddy fields.

Niu Hansan had one more task, which was to take care of the spirit fields. But when it came to taking care of the fields, he was somewhat lazy.

At the moment, he laid on the chair, enjoying the breeze as it brushed the field and swayed the seedlings.

All of a sudden, Niu Hansan opened his eyes. He sensed some tremors on the ground.

No doubt, Bu Fang had just arrived.

In this farmland, besides Bu Fang, no one could create such tremors.

Eighty and Little Three ran out of the wooden cabin, goggling at Bu Fang, who was slowly dragging a small-mountain-sized bulldog.

Indeed, that bulldog was a big shock to the eyes. It was as big as a small mountain.

Of course, besides the mountain-sized bulldog, Bu Fang also caught their attention.

At this moment, Bu Fang shouldered a massive Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife, his Vermillion Robe fluttering in the wind. At first glance, he looked so intimidating.

The Demon Frog's demon king felt bitter. He didn't know where the heck he was. In this place, his cultivation base was completely restrained, so he couldn't use his demon king level power.