Chapter 1444: You’re Killing Yourself!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Luo Sanniang’s appearance surprised Bu Fang, the people of the Mo Family, and everyone else. Some could understand why she was here, though.
These people knew who Bu Fang was. He was a chef highly valued by the Divine Chef Temple because he had broken the first seal of the ancient inheritance. Although Luo Sanniang was from the Luo Family, she was also the Divine Chef Temple’s steward, so naturally, she would pay attention to Bu Fang.
It was perfectly normal for her to appear and help Bu Fang. However, could she save him? The Mo Family, after all, was a top family in the divine dynasty’s capital. It was a monster in terms of both strength and power, an existence too fearsome to be opposed by ordinary people. On the other hand, Bu Fang was only a Demigod, and Luo Sanniang was just a mid-grade God.
“My lords, for the sake of the Divine Chef Temple, let Bu Fang go… He is a chef highly valued by us. If something happened to him in the Mo Family, it will be hard for you to explain to the Divine Chef Temple. I’m sure that the Mo Family does not want to put our relationship on the line, does it?” Luo Sanniang said, smiling.
She wanted to have a relaxed and happy talk with the Mo Family. She thought that maybe the family would give the Divine Chef Temple face. However, no sooner had she said that than she was responded with the cold snorts of the three old men.
“The she-devil of the Luo Family, do you really think the Mo Family is a pushover?” one of the old men said with a sneer, his eyes cold. “This boy committed murder in our residence, and now you want to bring him away by threatening us not to put our relationship with the Divine Chef Temple on the line… Who do you think the Mo Family is?”
Luo Sanniang paused.
“You want to leave? Go ahead. Let that chef hand us the girl he had taken away!” Mo Hen said in a hoarse voice. His eyes were gleaming as they fixed on Bu Fang. As long as he absorbed the Cursed Goddess’s talent, he would be stronger than this damn guy and even kill him!
Luo Sanniang fell silent. She knew Bu Fang’s purpose here was to save the girl. By asking him to hand over the girl, Mo Hen was clearly forcing him to do something he would not do. She glanced over her shoulder at Bu Fang, only to see him shake his head with an expressionless face.
Bu Fang would never give them Nethery.
“Hmph! You’re about to die, but you still want to protect a girl. How laughable! Someone like you is not qualified to be a genius!”
The mid-grade Gods of the Mo Family sneered. They were somewhat speechless at Bu Fang’s decision. A genius who acted so foolishly would not achieve much in the future, they knew.
When Mo Hen saw Bu Fang’s response, his whole body began to shake. “In that case, you can go to hell!” he growled, almost like a madman. “I can get that girl after killing you! I will inflict upon the girl a thousand times the same you gave me!”
His words made everyone present frown, and Luo Sanniang felt a twinge of disgust when she heard that. Mo Hen was called a business genius, but business was inherently a little bit dirty. In fact, the people in the whole capital knew that his actions were questionable. However, when he revealed that so openly, people still felt disgusted.
“Then I will kill you first,” Bu Fang said coldly as killing intent surged in his eyes.
“How presumptuous!” snapped one of the mid-grade Gods. “You want to kill someone when you’re already in trouble?! It seems we have to destroy your cultivation base and throw you into the dungeon, so you’ll know what living hell is!”
As an exceptional Demigod, Bu Fang’s talent was surely out of the ordinary. It would be good if they could extract it from him and fuse it into a junior of the family. At the thought of this, the three old men looked at him with gleaming eyes.
The Mo Family’s means to seize other people of their talents was no secret in the Divine Dynasty’s capital. It was an immoral method, but the Mo Family had a strong backer. So even though the people in the capital hated that, no one could do anything.
It was all because the imperial concubine of the Xiayi Divine Dynasty’s Divine Emperor was from the Mo Family. Otherwise, the Mo Family would have been destroyed by all the aristocratic families for their brutal means.
Bu Fang did not know what these men were planning, but he felt their malice. He raised his head and glanced at the three mid-grade Gods as killing intent exploded out of his eyes. “You three old dogs!” he said, anger surging in his heart.
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Suddenly, a thunderous noise rang out, and a terrible fluctuation seemed to rip the sky. An old man flew over and slapped a hand at Bu Fang. The attack contained mighty divine power, causing the void to shake.
“The Mo Family is really… lawless!” Luo Sanniang felt helpless. The Divine Chef Temple was an existence feared by all in the capital, but unfortunately, she met the Mo Family today. With the imperial concubine as its backer, the family did not fear the Divine Chef Temple.
If there was one power in the whole Divine Dynasty who was not afraid of the Divine Chef Temple, that would be the imperial family. Although the Mo Family was not the imperial family, one of its daughters was the imperial concubine, and that made it a relative of the imperial family. That was what gave the Mo Family the courage to do as they please.
Since they could not come to an agreement, Luo Sanniang had no choice but to resort to force. In fact, she had been wanting to beat the people of the Mo Family for quite some time. She picked herself an old man and rushed toward him.
Although she was not an exceptional Demigod, she was gifted, and her fighting strength was not weaker than this old man. In fact, she had comprehended nine Laws, and she had not reached the perfected state yet.
The Power of Law and divine power surged in the sky, attracting lightning and thunder. The void in the Xiayi Divine Dynasty was much stabler than that in the Netherworld, and it could not be easily ripped apart. Therefore, even though two Gods were fighting each other, the fluctuation of their battle did not spread too far.
“Let’s fight!” Luo Sanniang’s fighting spirit was high. Her blood was boiling, and her eyes gleamed. She had no fear, for she had already found help.
Bu Fang, on the other hand, was even fiercer. He was fighting the other two old men, and he showed no sign of losing. The Law of Transmigration shrouded him, making his strength stronger and stronger.
“Surrender now! Although you are an exceptional genius, you are just a Demigod!” one of the old men sneered. The two mid-grade Gods’ divine power was endless. Bu Fang was only a Demigod, so he was fighting with his divine sense. The more he fought, the quicker he became weak.
The divine sense of the two old men wove together into a large net, which fell and pressed against Bu Fang, forcing him to the ground. The mighty force that came with it seemed to crush him to pieces.
The watchers in the distance all fell silent. Bu Fang’s strength had shocked everyone. Although in theory, an exceptional Demigod could fight a mid-grade God, that rarely happened. And this battle had stunned the crowd because Bu Fang’s opponents were not ordinary mid-grade Gods!
Mo Hen was laughing, his eyes full of excitement. ‘They will destroy his cultivation base, throw him into the dungeon, and then seize his talent and fuse it into my body!’ He was thrilled at the thought of that.
Mo Cang, on the other hand, struggled to his feet. He was the exceptional Demigod of the Mo Family, but he was thrown to the ground with a punch by Bu Fang. It was a shame, and it would become a mental demon on his path of cultivation. He had to get rid of this mental demon.
He looked up, and with his eyes full of cold killing intent, he said, “Dammit! I want you dead! Only when you die can the humiliation in my heart be washed away!”
He unleashed his Law of Gravity. The world around him seemed to become extremely heavy. Even the ground was caving in. As the force weighed down on him, he suddenly retracted the Law. His body immediately shot forward like a spring. This technique of compressing the force and releasing it abruptly would give him maximum speed.
With a rumbling sound, the ground cracked and burst apart. At this moment, Mo Cang compressed the Law of Gravity into a tiny ball in his hand. As long as this ball exploded in Bu Fang’s body, he would be killed instantly, even if he was a genius with extremely tough flesh.
The uses of Laws were mysterious, not to mention his Law of Gravity, which could be found everywhere. In Mo Cang’s opinion, the Law of Gravity was not weaker than any of the supreme Laws of the Universe.
Like a cannonball, Mo Cang approached in a flash and appeared in front of Bu Fang, who was pinned down on the ground by the divine sense of the two old men.
“Die!” Mo Cang’s eyes burst with monstrous killing intent and shot with blood. “The supreme Law of the Universe? F*ck you all!” he growled. Then, the energy ball, which was the compressed Law of Gravity, shot toward Bu Fang’s face.
Bu Fang sensed the approaching crisis. He breathed out a long sigh, and then his face became extremely cold. “Howling, I’ll let you take over… Kill at will. The people of the Mo Family deserve to be killed…” he murmured.
A proud chuckle rang in his spirit sea.
Mo Cang’s deadly strike approached. Just when it was about to hit Bu Fang’s face, the two old men, who were suppressing Bu Fang, felt their hearts skip a beat.
At this moment, Bu Fang’s black hair turned silvery-white, and when he looked up, they saw that his pupils had turned into two tiny sharp swords.
“The Law of Gravity? What rubbish are you? How dare you offend Howling?”
A deafening rumble echoed out as Bu Fang’s aura changed dramatically. The next moment, the two old men felt that their divine sense seemed to be torn apart by a roaring white tiger. Their faces turned pale in an instant, and they flew backward.
White-haired Bu Fang slowly rose to his feet. In the face of Mo Cang’s Law of Gravity, he only reached out a hand.
With a crackling sound, the Law of Gravity was crushed while a hole was pierced through Mo Cang’s chest. White-haired Bu Fang grinned evilly as he rested his sharp eyes on Mo Cang, who was trembling all over in the distance.
“The host asked me to kill all of you. It seems that you have screwed yourself up!”
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