1367 Tian Cang, the Waiter (1/2)

Tian Cang stood in the middle of the restaurant with his hands clasped behind his back. His handsome face was full of doubts. In front of him knelt several people. Each of them had a prominent status in Earth Prison, but their attitude was one of awe before him.

On his knees, Ying Long put his palms together before his forehead and said respectfully, ”Tian Cang, my lord, please resume the post of Nether King and lead Earth Prison to greatness again!”

Beside him knelt the other Prison Overlords, and they also put their palms before their foreheads. Jin Jiao, Yin Jiao, Luo Ji, You Ji, and Ying Long—all the five Prison Overlords of Earth Prison were here.

Er Ha bit his lip and looked expectantly at Tian Cang, his eyes gleaming. As he stared at his father's handsome face and sensed his fearsome aura, an excited look came over his face.

If truth be told, he really hoped his father could resume the position because then he would be free, and that old man Ying Long could no longer urge him to cultivate and handle the affairs of Earth Prison every day. For him, those things were too annoying.

Er Ha's dream was actually very simple. He just wanted to be able to eat spicy strips and bask in the sun in Bu Fang's restaurant. This leisurely life was more suitable for him. He was not interested in becoming the Lord of Earth Prison. Therefore, he looked expectantly at Tian Cang and hoped that his father would agree to Ying Long's request.

Tian Cang looked at the five Prison Overlords, then at Er Ha, who couldn't wait to smile. The corners of his mouth twitched.

”Get up, Ying Long,” the previous Nether King said, his voice calm.

”No… I won't get up unless my lord agrees.” Old as Ying Long was, he had a stubborn temper.

Tian Cang gave him a sideways glance. Having fought side by side for so many years, he knew the character of this old servant of his very well. He released his divine will.

Tian Cang's divine will was very strong. As a Perfected Great Saint, he had already reached the peak of his divine will—just one step behind from transforming it to divine sense. However, it was not so simple to do that. In the whole Netherworld, only Di Ting and Earth Prison Dog had achieved that.

Once a cultivator possessed divine sense, it meant that he had become a Demigod. This was enough to show the importance of divine sense.

A Demigod was still in the Great Saint Realm. Although it was considered a minor transcendence, he was still confined to the prison that was a small world.

Neither Di Ting nor Earth Prison Dog triggered the terrible lightning punishment of the Laws when they broke through.

However, when Di Ting and Lord Dog broke through and became Demigods, it was all quiet. They had not attracted any lightning punishment. It showed that although their strength had reached that of a Demigod, they remained in the Great Saint Realm. They had not yet achieved real transcendence, so they had not been able to attract the lightning punishment.

Of course, these were all digressions.

Tian Cang's divine will drifted forward and lifted the five Prison Overlords to their feet. They looked at him, puzzled.

”Why do you insist that I resume the post of Nether King? Did Er Ha not perform well? Even if he did not, he is now the Nether King of Earth Prison, and I'm just a thing of the past,” Tian Cang said, his voice brimming with energy.

The few Prison Overlords' faces flickered. There was no doubt that Tian Cang had rejected their proposal and refused to be the Nether King again. They did not expect this.

Ying Long's cloudy eyes widened as he looked at Tian Cang in disbelief. He seemed surprised by the previous Nether King's refusal.

Er Ha was struck dumb, too. It never occurred to him that his father would refuse the proposal. 'He… He is pushing his son into the fire pit! What about my good times, my spicy strips, and my leisurely life? Are they going to stay as dreams forever?' His heart suddenly jerked, and he felt a pang of sadness coming from within. It was not a good feeling.

”Young as he is, Er Ha is now the Lord of the Netherworld, and only he can represent the orthodoxy of the Nether King. I… I am already a dead man. This body is barely surviving in this world, and no one knows when I will be wiped out by the Transmigration… And, most importantly, I've promised Owner Bu,” Tian Cang said, taking a deep breath.

Owner Bu?

Er Ha and the few Prison Overlords turned their heads at the same time and looked at Bu Fang, who was eating a spirit fruit in a corner.

What did this have to do with Owner Bu? Did Tian Cang refuse to be the Nether King because of him?

”I promised to stay in the restaurant as a waiter. As the former Nether King, I can't go back on my word… Besides, I need his Longevity Noodle to keep me alive. I work as a waiter in his restaurant, and he cooks the Longevity Noodle for me. This is a deal. Otherwise, why should he cook noodles for me?” Tian Cang said with a smile on his lips.

”Well… You can buy from me with Nether crystals. A bowl of Longevity Noodle is not expensive. It only costs one hundred thousand Nether crystals. If you don't want to be a waiter, you can buy the noodles. I'm happy to accept that,” Bu Fang said, then nibbled on the fruit.

He was serious. In fact, he preferred that Tian Cang buy his noodles with Nether Crystals because all that income would go into his pocket.