Chapter 1827 - Damn You, Chefs! (2/2)

The universe was boundless, and the planets were endless—it was impossible for them to visit them all. However, what Bu Fang wanted to achieve was to feel as many lives as possible in the limited number of planets he visited.

In fact, the emotions bred by every planet with life were the same, so it was not hard for him to understand their similarities. What he needed to do was to organize these similarities, comprehend them, and turn them into his Emotional Path.

Bu Fang’s Emotional Path was not ordinary emotions and desires. It was not even simple love. His path contained many emotions between heaven and earth, including the emotions of humans, animals, and all things in the world. It covered everything, so it was a very difficult path to walk.

Wushuang’s aura grew more and more unstable. Finally, during their visit on a planet, he sat down and went into deep meditation. His body was covered with fallen leaves, and his breathing was so weak that he seemed to be dying.

In the distance, Whitey and Bu Fang sat cross-legged beside a log fire. Bu Fang was baking some simple sweet potatoes, which were blackened on the outside and looked very ugly. Whitey’s mechanical eyes flashed with excitement.

Rumble…

The ground began to tremble violently as if it was about to rise into the starry sky. Wushuang’s aura kept soaring, while streams of sword intent hovered around him.

Meanwhile, all the living beings on this planet knelt on the ground and dared not move at all. They felt a crushing pressure lingering in the air, which was powerful enough to kill them instantly. It made their hearts race. They knew that someone was breaking through to the realm of Saints, so they did not dare to disturb.

All the experts knelt on the ground as they sensed the tune of the Great Path lingering between heaven and earth. It was the sound of a life baptism. Many people sat cross-legged down and were breaking through together with Wushuang.

There was an old saying that when one becomes an immortal, his chickens and dogs all fly to heaven. In some ways, that was correct, for when one was making a breakthrough, the tune of the Great Path around him was enough to elevate many mortals to immortals.

The spiritual energy of the planet was growing richer. Everything between heaven and earth was swirling, while the clouds were broken by the great power.

Meanwhile, Bu Fang’s sweet potatoes were gradually getting cooked and giving off wisps of hot steam. He and Whitey were holding one each, and he saved the last one for Wushuang so that he could enjoy it after making his breakthrough.

As soon as Bu Fang broke the baked sweet potato apart, a ray of golden light shot out of it. Under its black skin was golden potato flesh, which was giving off a sweet aroma. The fragrance could easily arouse one’s appetite. He took a bite. The hot potato clung to his lips, his teeth, and his tongue. Squinting, he exhaled.

Whitey also carefully put the baked sweet potato into its mouth. As its mechanical jaws closed, its body shuddered like a human being.

Bu Fang glanced at it, and the corner of his mouth twitched. ‘Why are you afraid of hot food? You’re a metal puppet!’

Rumble!

A beam of blinding light towered into the sky. Bu Fang ate as he watched. Compared with Tongtian when he broke through to the realm of the Saint of the Great Path, Wushaung’s breakthrough was louder. Of course, the Tongtian back then was only a clone, so it was normal that his breakthrough was not as loud as this.

Wushuang’s aura kept soaring. He was now a Saint of the Great Path, and his strength was strong enough to crush countless experts and even very close to that of a Chaotic Saint.

However, his foundation was not solid enough for him to become a Chaotic Saint. He would have to invent his own Sword Path to make that breakthrough. His Seven Emotions Sword Path was powerful, but it could only make him a peak Saint of the Great Path.

But Bu Fang knew that as long as he gave Wushuang some more time, he would definitely be able to step into the Chaotic Saint realm. With his foundation and the level of his Sword Path, once he became a Chaotic Saint, his sword strike might even be as strong as the attack of a perfected Chaotic Saint!

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In the Primitive Universe, Tongtian seemed to sense something. He opened his eyes, peered through the void, and perceived the terrifying sword intent erupting from an ordinary planet with lives. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

“Dugu Wushuang has become a Saint as well. His progress is really fast, and his sword intent… Well, he has the same style I had back then.”

After a long time, he sighed with emotions. It seemed to him that all the people related to that man were geniuses. It’s a pity that people with such an innate talent were not very helpful for the universe now. What Tongtian needed were formidable chefs who could suppress Soul God.

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The blinding light gradually faded away. With a mighty sword intent flickering in his eyes, Wushuang took a step and came to Bu Fang’s side.

“Your Excellency… I’ve made it!”

Wushuang had a complicated look on his face. In the past, he could never imagine that he would grow from an ordinary sword expert to a Saint of the Great Path in just one thousand years.

Strictly speaking, he had died once. His death was the most important baptism for his soul. It was because of that that he kept breaking through one realm after another and reached his current level.

He took the baked sweet potato Bu Fang threw at him. The scorching heat caused his hand to tremble, and he kept blowing at it.

“It’s so hot!”

He had become a Saint of the Great Path, yet he could not even hold a baked sweet potato properly. After finishing it, Wushuang already forgot about his excitement of becoming a Saint. His heart was filled with only the aroma of the baked sweet potato. It was too delicious.

Suddenly, he realized that his fluctuating aura was stabilized and even showed signs of improving. The baked sweet potato had solidified his cultivation base. Bu Fang’s baked sweet potato was truly powerful.

“Have you finished the sweet potato? Let’s go back when you’re done…” Bu Fang said, then stood up and patted his linen clothes.

Wushuang nodded and carried the iron sword on his back, which he had wrapped up with ragged clothes. Suddenly, he paused and looked up at the distant starry sky.

Bu Fang also exclaimed softly as he saw a huge black hole emerge outside the ordinary planet with lives. Then, black balls of flesh shot out of the hole and smashed into the planet. The next moment, a top Soul Overlord squeezed out of the hole. His eyes were full of greed!