Gourmet of Another World

Feathers swirled, and the air was filled with a miserable scream. The scene was so beautiful that people could not bear to look straight at it.

The corners of many people’s mouths were twitching. They could hardly believe their eyes. The peacock was a God’s mount who possessed mighty divine power. It would be blasphemous to even speak ill of it, not to mention to eat it.

However, the scene before the eyes of all the people around the world was so comical and appalling. The peacock was stripped of its feathers by Bu Fang, who took his time to remove them one by one. In the end, it was fully naked like a featherless chicken, looking sad and forlorn.

When the last feather was removed, Bu Fang’s eyes lit up. “What a surprise. This peacock doesn’t look fat, but it has quite a lot of meat.” He smacked his lips.

His remark left more people speechless.

“This is almost comparable to Garuda’s wings…” he added, pinching at the peacock’s wing.

Inside the System’s storage space, Garuda seemed stunned by Bu Fang’s words.

Brahma flew into a rage. The peacock was his mount, and it represented his status and dignity. He would never allow Bu Fang to eat his mount. So, he used a great move.

His four faces began to separate, turning into four Brahmas. They were all real, and each represented an emotion: happy, angry, sad, and joyous. Like mountains, they surrounded Bu Fang!

With a rumble, a rotating lotus flower emerged above every Brahma. They turned upside down, their petals gradually spread, and then energy beams shot out of them, joining into a thick light beam that went down toward the ground.

It seemed to contain terrible power enough to destroy the world. This was Brahma’s ultimate move, and he could even fight an Immortal Emperor with it.

“The Death Ray of Mahesvara!”

Boom!

The beam produced a horrifying explosion. A blast that was stronger than anything created by the explosion of a nuclear warhead spread, kicking up clouds of dust and smoke. At this moment, the live stream became blurred.

“This is terrifying! I can feel the dreadful destructive force even through the screen!”

“I seem to feel the ground shake under my feet!”

“Dammit! Senior didn’t get blown up, did he?”

The people were stunned, awed by the God’s means that were stronger than a nuclear warhead. They never thought that a God could be so frightening.

Among the armies of Hua, many people were thrown off their feet. Some struggled to get up as sand and stones fell from their hair, gasping and looking terrified. The troops were on guard, while Chief Luo’s face turned ugly.

‘I can’t believe the God of India is so fearsome! It’s not a good thing for the world… I wonder if Hua has Gods of the same level?’ Chief Luo thought to himself. So far, Bu Fang was the only Immortal who possessed such strength he had met.

Xiao Ai wiped the lens and adjusted the focus of her camera, pointing it at the battlefield where plumes of smoke were rising. At last, the image was clear once again.

Like four giants, four Brahmas glared coldly at Bu Fang, tearing the void with their gazes. The four lotus flowers spun over their heads. Suddenly, a stove flew up from below and smashed one of the Brahmas on the face, cracking it and covering it with fine lines.

Down below, a large, deep pit had appeared on the ground. There was an undamaged spot at the center of this pit, where Bu Fang stood, holding the featherless and bloodless peacock. It was a God, full of spirituality, and yet it now looked like a naked chicken.

After cleaning the peacock with the Spring of Life, Bu Fang shook his hand and produced various ingredients and seasonings, which floated around the bird. There were green flowers, dried brown leaves, fibrous purple roots, and many things full of spiritual energy.

People were stunned as they watched, for those ingredients, which were surrounded by spiritual energy and seemed to glow, were extremely rare on Earth.

Bu Fang began to process the peacock. He removed all its internal organs, then shoved the ingredients and seasonings into its belly. After that, he gave the hole a swipe, and it disappeared as if it was never there.

His technique amazed many people. Among those who watched the live stream were top world-class chefs, and their eyes got big as they watched him cook. His confidence in processing the ingredients and his smooth, skillful movements put them to shame.

Bu Fang placed the peacock’s long neck in an S-shaped pose, then poked many tiny holes all over its body. He then picked up the bottles around it and coated the bird with various sauces and seasonings. Then, he slapped it repeatedly to make sure all the sauce had penetrated the flesh.

When he was done, he coated the peacock with a layer of honey, turning it golden.

Holding the half-eaten wing, Nethery glanced at the peacock in Bu Fang’s hand. A look of hesitation came over her face. ‘Should I continue eating the wing, or should I wait for the peacock? That peacock looks more tantalizing…’ She could not wait to taste the peacock meat.

One of Brahma’s bodies was beaten, but he continued to attack. However, the stove flew up again and hit his second clone on the body. Even an ordinary Immortal King could not hurt his flesh, and yet it was cracked by the stove!

The stove struck twice more, causing Brahma’s four bodies to be covered with cracks. He no longer looked like the proud Great God of India now. He was not a fool. At this moment, he realized that the Immortal of Hua before him was far stronger than him.

Looking at the peacock that was now coated with honey, Brahma was boiling with anger. Mighty power exploded out of him once more, but it was just a sham that he used to flee the scene. Many people gasped in disbelief, and even Bu Fang fell for his trick.

Bu Fang twitched his lips in disdain as he watched Brahma flee. Between the peacock that he was about to cook and the God, he chose the former without hesitation. For him, food was always more important than a God who was scared out of his wits.

With Brahma’s escape, the faith of all in India crumbled. The people of Hua, on the other hand, were cheering, for it meant the victory of Hua’s Immortals, and the country’s status on Earth would be greatly elevated.

The White Tiger Heaven Stove flew back to Bu Fang. A silver divine flame jumped out of his hand and fell into the stove, causing it to glow. He placed the honeyed peacock at the center of the stove and let the flame roast it. Gradually, the flesh began to get cooked.

People were exchanging glances, while Xiao Ai and Chief Luo did not know whether to laugh or cry.

“This is the Senior we know… Those Gods of India are really down on their luck to have met Senior,” Xiao Ai said, smiling. “The Gods of India seemed to have all become Senior’s dishes, starting from that Garuda, then the divine elephant, the white cow, and now the peacock… But I have to admit that a divine beast tasted… amazing!”

Bu Fang won. Brahma had fled with Shiva, who had turned into a woman. They had lost their courage to fight, but they did not think that Bu Fang’s strength was stronger than theirs, as they did not sense the aura of an Immortal Emperor in him.

In fact, they credited his fearsome prowess to the chef’s robe and the stove. Both Divine Artifacts had absorbed half of Earth’s spiritual energy, so it was perfectly normal for him to be so formidable.

The Gods had run away, and the live stream of a battle now changed to a cooking show… It left many people speechless, but the people of Hua had already gotten used to it, and they all moved their faces closer to the screens in excitement.

People from other countries were confused.

“What about the battle between Gods? How come the live stream turned into a cooking show?”

“Isn’t that Brahma a Great God of India? Why did he flee just like that? Does he have no sense of shame?”

…

White Tiger grunted. Looking at the peacock meat, his eyes gleamed. He broke the chains and hovered at Bu Fang’s side, fixing his eyes on the bird.

The meat was golden, and colorful light seemed to swirl under it. As the flame continued to roast it, the peacock seemed to come back to life. Soon, a tantalizing aroma began to spread from the meat, permeating the whole area.

When Nethery smelled the aroma, she felt the wing in her hand become tasteless. Before she had finished it, she had already craved the peacock meat.

Meanwhile, Xiao Ai closed her eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the fragrance that filled the air. She had tasted Bu Fang’s dish, and she would never forget that delicious taste.

Bu Fang sat cross-legged down and hovered before the stove, sensing the peacock that was floating in the silver flame.

With its flesh cooked, the peacock seemed to grow larger, and perhaps because of that, its skin turned smooth and all its pores were gone. A cloud of thick white smoke churned around the cooked bird.

“Good heavens! What is that? Is that a dish?”

“I feel hungry just by looking at it! How is this possible? I just ate three bowls of rice!”

“It looks like my mom’s roasted chicken, but they’re clearly not on the same level! Ah, how I wish I could taste it now!”

The Internet users broke out in an uproar. The grilled roc wings earlier had already stunned them, and they were now left speechless by the roasted peacock. Was the recovery of Earth’s spiritual energy to enhance the development of the chef industry and make the food culture more flourishing?

The flesh of Gods, Immortals, and divine beasts… Just the thought of them was enough to excite many people!

Suddenly, dark clouds began to gather in the sky. Horrible purple lightning flashed in them, and the air was filled with the dreadful rumble of thunder.

Chief Luo, Xiao Ai, and others were stunned. “That is… Lightning punishment? Is it here because of the dish?!”

Many people gasped, their pupils constricting. “He’s just making a dish, yet heaven is going to punish him with lightning?! Senior is indeed… awesome! I’ve never seen anyone struck by lightning because of cooking!”

Sitting before the stove, Bu Fang narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky. He saw purple thunderbolts slithering in the dark clouds. It was an extremely terrifying lightning punishment, and it made his divine sense tremble slightly. When compared with the previous lightning punishment, this one was so much stronger!

For a moment, the world fell silent.

…

There was a flash of lightning, and a hawk suddenly emerged out of nowhere with a veiled beauty at its side.

“Purple Heavenly Thunder?! Who is transcending the Immortal Emperor’s Thunder Tribulation?” The Empyrean Fairy’s pupils constricted.

The roc spread its wings, its eyes flickering. Looking into the distance, it seemed a little hesitant.

The Empyrean Fairy gave it a puzzled look. “What’s the matter? What are you afraid of?”

…

An auspicious cloud flew across the sky. A young man stood on it, holding a three-pronged halberd, while a black dog squatted at his side. The third eye on his forehead darted from side to side as if it was looking through the illusion.

“Hmm? A thunder cloud… Oh?! Those are Purple Heavenly Thunder?!” Yang Jian’s pupils constricted.

At this moment, the Howling Celestial Dog whined. That gave its master pause. ‘What is doggy afraid of?’

…

Bu Fang glanced at the thunder clouds, took a deep breath, and shook his hand. The silver divine flame grew brighter and enveloped the peacock meat in an instant. The next moment, with a flick of his finger, the flame slowly rotated, turned into a lotus flower, and silently bloomed.

As the petals opened, the peacock meat in the middle was revealed. All the people were in a trance. They seemed to see a lively golden peacock spreading its tail before them.

“Chicken roasted with divine flames… No, peacock roasted with divine flames is done,” Bu Fang said, hovering in midair and cupping the rotating lotus flower of divine flames.