Chapter 1823 - Come Back to Me (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the past hundred years, Bu Fang had restarted his cultivation. In fact, he did not really focus on it. Cooking was his cultivation. It was a process of self-improvement, during which the improvement of his cultivation base was only incidental, and the focus was the advancement of his cooking skills through the Emotional Path.

That was a very mysterious situation. Bu Fang might wake up one morning and find himself breaking through to the Immortal King realm, then not long after that, wake up again and find himself a Saint of the Great Path. Of course, the time it took for this to happen was not short.

One hundred years was not a short time for Bu Fang. During this time, as his cultivation base increased, he gradually gained a longer life, an ageless appearance, and richer emotions.

He walked in the starry sky, visited every dead planet in search of its essence and the ray of hope for life, and left a dish on every planet.

With one dish, he revived a planet, then brought back plants and animals while he took the planet’s essence. It was an exchange. Although many planets had been dead for hundreds of thousands—even millions—of years, Bu Fang did not deprive them of hope, but even gave them new hope.

…

In the restaurant, Wushuang sat cross-legged in midair, looking up at the sky. His eyes were bright, and his iron sword rested on his lap.

Why did Bu Fang want him to guard the restaurant? Wushuang found the answer after thinking about it. Bu Fang did not want people to know what he was going to do, or rather, he did not want the aura to spread, so he needed Wushuang’s help.

Wushuang swore that he would do his best. With his sword in place, even a Saint of the Great path would not be able to break through the defense and disturb Bu Fang.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound echoed out, and a powerful aura began to erupt in the restaurant. Wushuang’s eyes narrowed as he unleashed his divine sense. In just the blink of an eye, everything on the entire Planet Immortality was in his perception.

The planet today was full of various formidable sects, and they were all watched over by immortals from the Primitive Sphere. As soon as Wushuang sent out his divine sense, these immortals were all startled and opened their eyes.

“What a terrifying sword intent…”

“Is that Dugu Wushuang? I can’t believe the famous Sword God has returned to Planet Immortality!”

“That sword intent… I reckon he could slay a Saint with it, couldn’t he?”

…

The patriarchs of many sects were trembling with fear. How could they dare to confront Wushuang when the strongest among them were only Immortal Kings? Therefore, they chose not to provoke him.

They even warned their disciples not to set foot in the realm Wushuang had established, or they would be expelled from the sect and killed. After all, these sects were very large, and there would always be some disciples who would be foolish enough to provoke some enemies.

Wushuang was fierce and strong. It would be unworthy if their sects were wiped out because of one stupid disciple. Many Immortals released a friendly aura to show Wushuang that they were friends, not enemies. Of course, some of the immortals were curious and wanted to find out what he was doing.

Wushuang sat cross-legged in midair and closed his eyes. Beneath him, a simple array appeared around the restaurant. It looked simple, but it was actually very complicated.

“His Excellency’s array attainment has also improved. Compared to those Gourmet Arrays, this array is even more terrifying and profound!” Wushuang exclaimed. In fact, under the power of the array, not a wisp of aura leaked out of the restaurant.

At this moment, he could sense that many immortals were peeping in the distance. “Scram,” he said faintly, then raised his sword and gently flicked the blade with his fingers. A buzzing sound immediately rang out.

“Hmph!” An immortal, hidden in the void, let out a cold snort.

Wushuang opened his eyes slightly. Without the slightest hesitation, he thrust his sword, which instantly crossed the void and slashed at the immortal. With a rumbling sound, terrifying sword energy suddenly filled the whole world. The next moment, the immortal gave a miserable howl as he was cut in half by the sword.

“Scram, or I’ll kill you,” Wushuang said faintly, closing his eyes.

With that, the immortals all left.

…

The restaurant was filled with dazzling starlight. Although the room Bu Fang had stepped into looked small on the outside, it did contain a miniature starry sky. He had used a method similar to that of a storage bag to make the room larger than a great world.

And this great world was filled with only stars. They were not ordinary stars, though, but the essence of real stars. The price of such things was extremely high because they were good materials for making equipment and were very difficult to collect.

Bu Fang walked among them. His hands were clasped behind him, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. It took him a hundred years to collect so many star essences.

He could have continued to collect, but he had visited all the dead stars in this region. If he wanted more, he could only change his target to the living stars. That went against his wish, so he stopped collecting.

When he was tired of walking, he sat down. He then raised his hand with a soft look in his eyes. A strange wave spread from his palm.

All of a sudden, those star essences suspended in the starry sky began to fly toward his hand, rapidly merging with each other and growing larger and larger. Soon, the countless star essences formed a huge star, so big that Bu Fang was no more than a tiny speck of dust in front of it.

Bu Fang held this huge, heavy star with one hand, but he looked relaxed. He raised his other hand. A golden flame spread silently from his fingertip and, in the blink of an eye, engulfed the entire star and began to burn it. Surrounded by the raging flames, the star looked as bright as the blazing sun and was exuding supreme power.

Bu Fang watched indifferently.

With a buzzing sound, a powerful fluctuation of the Law spread in all directions. The flow of time around the huge star suddenly increased by tens of thousands of times. Now, in the space of one breath, the golden flame had burned the star for tens of thousands of years.

As time went by, Bu Fang controlled the golden flame to burn the star, making its massive form smaller and smaller.

On Planet Immortality, time was passing day by day. Wushuang sat cross-legged in midair, looking like a supreme Sword God. No immortal dared to provoke him again. Bu Fang, on the other hand, was quietly burning the star with the golden flame in the room, which kept shrinking.

Under the effect of time acceleration, billions of years went by, and the star was almost as small as a house. Then, after countless years, it shrunk to only half the size of a house. But the burning continued.

Bu Fang knew nothing about artifact refining, but at his current level, he could still do it extremely well. He continued to control the fire. After a long time, he stood up, stretched out his fair palms, and began to slowly pat the star.