1232 How Could the Great Demon King Do That in Broad Daylight? (2/2)

The spirit boat rose slowly into the air, burst into dazzling light, and then suddenly turned into a beam of light, streaking across the sky at top speed and disappearing into the horizon.

”It's time for the little ones to go out and see the world. There will be a lot of such activities in the future. If we don't want them to become flowers in the greenhouse, we need to put them through more hardships. While Owner Bu is away, we will also try our best to improve our cultivation base. Now the realm is taking off, and resources are growing, so everyone has the chance to break into higher realms. When Owner Bu returns, we'd better all attain a breakthrough,” said Realm Lord Di Tai as he looked at Meng Qi and the other city lords with a serious face.

Everyone nodded.

”I will begin to cultivate in seclusion from today, and I will not come out until I break through the realm of Divine Chef. Also, Nether Prison experts will set up projection arrays in the realm so that people can watch the tournament. Meng Qi, arrange for these experts to set up an array in the square of every Immortal City on each layer. It's time for the people of the Immortal Cooking Realm to learn about the formidable and cruel Netherworld.”

Meng Qi nodded. 'Arrays that can project the tournament? Then we should be able to watch Bu Fang and the others fight their opponents. That's a pretty clever idea.'

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The spirit boat streaked across the sky.

Bu Fang stood at the front of the deck with his hands clasped behind his back. The wind, which was constantly blowing, was greatly weakened by the array on the boat, but there was still a faint breeze ruffling his hair and his robes.

Nethery stood next to him with a hint of disdain on her face.

”This spirit boat is not as good as my Netherworld Ship,” she said seriously.

”The Netherworld Ship was specially built by the previous Nether King for you. Surely it is extraordinary and far superior to this spirit boat,” said Bu Fang.

Nethery nodded with a proud look on her face. Her Netherworld Ship was invincible!

Inside the cabin, Zhu Yan and his two companions fixed their eyes on Bu Fang and Nethery, who were standing on the deck. As for Xuanyuan Xiahui, he sat quietly in a corner, his eyes closed as he took this chance to cultivate.

”Nethery, come here,” said Bu Fang, suddenly remembering something and turning to Nethery.

That gave Nethery a pause, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she went straight to Bu Fang's side. She was about half a head shorter than he was, with the top of her head at the same level as his nose.

”Move your head closer to me,” said Bu Fang with a straight face.

”Oh.” Nethery looked at him with her dark eyes, then leaned forward and moved her head closer to him.

Inside the cabin, the eyes of Zhu Yan and his two companions widened.

”This shameless couple! How could they do that in broad daylight?!”

”So much for the legendary Great Demon King! It turns out that he, too, can be swayed by beauty.”

Mo Yan was very beautiful. As a genius from an aristocratic family, she was always proud of herself. However, with Nethery around, she felt inferior.

Fang Yu didn't say anything. He just blinked and looked curiously at them.

Nethery leaned her head over, while Bu Fang held out his hand. There was an array flashing on his finger as he touched her forehead with it.

Zhu Yan and his two companions stared at both of them.

”What strange quirk is this?”

”It's like being pampered…”

”Aren't they supposed to have closer contact than this?”

The three of them wished there was a more exciting scene.

Boom!

Suddenly, they felt cold all over.

As they had been staring at Nethery, they saw that just as the Great Demon King pointed his finger at her forehead, her body burst into dazzling light, and in the next instant, they felt a chill envelop them, making them almost suffocate.

After that, all they could see in their eyes were green.

It was a ferocious turquoise snake, so terrible that it seemed to devour their souls.

Bu Fang frowned as he looked at the cursed snake, which seemed to have grown somewhat larger. He removed his finger, and without saying a word, he took out the Black Turtle Constellation Wok and began to cook.

The only way to suppress the cursed snake was with dishes. However, he felt that the cursed snake was slowly developing resistance to his dishes. That worried him.

As Bu Fang began to cook, Nethery stood obediently to one side. She turned her head slightly, glancing at the three juniors in the cabin with cold eyes.

The three of them had a sudden tremor and were drenched in sweat. They turned away, sat cross-legged down, regained their composure, and began to meditate. However, no matter how hard they tried to calm themselves, fear was all that remained in their hearts. The turquoise snake haunted them like a nightmare.

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The spirit boat tore through the sky, moving faster and faster. Then, it suddenly broke the void and began to jump through it.

After a long time, the void jump finally ended. They began to shuttle through the boundless space toward Earth Prison.

As soon as they entered the territory of Earth Prison, they heard the sound of air being pierced. At that moment, numerous warships appeared and surrounded their little spirit boat.