Chapter 1826 - The Number One Barbecue in the Starry Sky! (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“You’re finally back!” said a familiar voice.

Bu Fang nodded. The man in front of him was none other than Suiren, the supreme human emperor who was guarding the Ancestral Planet with his life.

A fire was burning in the cave. Bu Fang sat down beside it. Now that Soul God was suppressed, the three human emperors seemed much relaxed. At least, they did not look so tensed up as the first time he saw them.

“Stop looking. I’m the only one left in the cave now. After Soul God was suppressed, the other two old men had left a clone behind and went to travel the mortal world. When they return, they might come back with a few children,” Suiren said and laughed.

Sitting beside the fire, he studied Bu Fang curiously. He was not surprised by his return. In fact, he had found Bu Fang extraordinary when they met. He knew that someone like him would have a limitless future. And what he saw now proved that he was right. He could no longer see through Bu Fang’s cultivation base.

Whitey and Wushuang came up to them from the distance.

“Come, sit down and accompany this old man.” Suiren narrowed his eyes and smiled. With the pressure brought by the Soul Demons gone, he was a little bored, and because they no longer attacked Earth’s cosmic barrier, he had no barbecue to eat.

Wushuang was a little uncomfortable with Suiren’s enthusiasm. However, he also understood that this was an old senior who was much stronger than him. Judging by his aura, he was at least a Chaotic Saint.

Bu Fang nodded. He sat beside the fire with Suiren and began chatting with the old man. They were really chatting. He talked about what he had seen and seen in the world during his five hundred years as a mortal, what he had learned from opening the restaurant after coming back to life, and the interesting things he had encountered when he traveled across the starry sky.

It was the first time Wushuang learned that Bu Fang could be so talkative. Whitey, on the other hand, fixed its mechanical eyes at the fire, dazed.

As Suiren listened, he would sometimes laugh or nod in agreement. He had lived much longer, and his thoughts and feelings for many things were much deeper than Bu Fang.

Wushuang did not interrupt the conversation between the old man and the young man.

Time passed. The sky grew dark, then bright again. Bu Fang sat cross-legged in the cave and stopped talking at last. The atmosphere was very quiet, and the only sound was the crackling of the fire.

A long time later, Suiren breathed a long sigh. “It must be hard for you to stick with it… It is very tiring to persist in walking the same path,” he said.

His sigh was filled with mixed feelings. As the human emperor, he should be high and mighty, yet he was willing to guard the Ancestral Planet with his life and almost died when the Soul Demons attacked Earth. It all comes from the persistence in his heart.

Now, he could only listen to Bu Fang as a listener. He did not have the ability to help him anymore.

After their conversation ended, Bu Fang took out ingredients from his storage space. They were not all ordinary—some had the powerful aura of a Saint of the Great Path, while others had weak auras like mortal ingredients.

Nowadays, Bu Fang no longer pursued the finest ingredients. He would look for the right ingredients and use them for cooking, no matter what their levels were. Besides, the combination of different ingredients would produce new dishes. This was the charm of cooking.

What he took out was the bird thigh of a Saint of the Great Path. It was huge. He skewed it with a wooden stake and placed it over the flame, slowly roasting it.

“Oh, I can finally taste your cooking again! It’s been hundreds of years since I last had a piece of meat… At last, I can eat something juicy again!” Suiren rubbed his hands and looked eager to try the leg.

Wushuang was somewhat speechless. He did not expect this old senior to be so… straightforward.

Bu Fang was expressionless—he was serious when he began cooking. His cooking style was completely different from the past. He no longer used those fancy techniques. Instead, he focused on fusing emotions into the dishes.

As the flame was roasting the bird thigh inch by inch, its color began to gradually change. Grease trickled down from it in rivulets and dripped into the flame, causing the fire to burn stronger and brighter.

Bu Fang slowly turned the stake at a steady pace, not too fast nor too slow. Soon, a rich aroma wafted out of the thigh. It was a meaty aroma that seemed to penetrate deep into one’s heart, intoxicating and emotion-provoking.

“It smells so delicious!”

Suiren roared, his face flushing. Wushuang stared at him in shock.

“Hehe, pardon me for being so excited. It’s been too long since I last smelled something so delicious,” Suiren said, smiling. He rubbed his hands and stroked his beard, drooling.

The corners of Bu Fang’s mouth lifted slightly. While the meat was being cooked over the fire, he took out a few porcelain bowls and handed them to Suiren, Wushuang, and Whitey.

The bird thigh grew more and more golden, and the rich aroma swirled around it like silk. With a shake of his hand, Bu Fang produced a dagger made of star essences. He pressed his thumb against its back, slowly brought it down, and cut a piece of roast meat. As grease dripped, he threw it into Suiren’s bowl.

Although the meat was still hot, the human emperor hurriedly grabbed it and shoved it into his mouth. The moment he began to chew, he was stunned.

‘This roast meat… It’s different from all the roast meat I’ve eaten! What is that thing flowing in my mouth? It is… emotion… An emotion that can’t be described with words…’