I decided to write a autobiography about me as a child. It's probably gonna be shitty though, so fuck it, here we go.

Aphrodite was taking a cup of wine on the bar, of course, the sight of a mummy drinking was quite the sight, however, since she came a lot the last couple of days.
"Another round?" Said Dionisius.
"Kept them coming" Said Aphrodite.
"It's ten bottles already, kept going and you are going to empty my bar" Said Dionisius.
"Shut up, I am not in the mood" Said Aphrodite.
"You know that, it doesn't matter how much you drink, you won't get drunk, right?"
A voice interrupted Aphrodite's thought, she didn't need to turn around to know who was talking.
"Artemis, now that's weird, I though you weren't interested in alcohol" Said Dionisius.
"I am not" Said Artemis.
Dionisius smiled and server her a cup of wine with that, went on his way to attend the customers
"I am don't what do you want from me, however, you are wasting your time, I am not in the mood" Said Aphrodite.
"I don't remember coming for you though, I just wanted some wine" Said Artemis.
"Ja! Come on, Artemis, you like wine the same way marriage women like me" Said Aphrodite.
"…" Artemis didn't say anything.
*GULP*
Aphrodite empty her bottle and stood there for some seconds.
"That kid, how did you meet him?" Asked Artemis.
"…" Aphrodite stood there for some time without saying anything.
Artemis just waited in silence.
After a minute, Aphrodite finally opened her mouth.
"The first time I saw him was went I took a night stroll a couple of weeks ago" Said Aphrodite.
..........................................…
Aphrodite was walking in the middle of the snow when she saw a small silhouette sitting on the ground. The silhouette was trembling a little, it was obvious that he or she was cold.
"What an idiot, who will be outside with this weather" Though Aphrodite.
Went she come closer, the silhouette was finally reveled, to Aphrodite surprise.
It was a small shadow, a kid.
"A kid? What is a child doing here?" Though Aphrodite.
The kid was blowing his hands to warm them.
"It's freezing here" Though the kid
Suddenly, he heard steps coming towards him, he lifted up his head and saw a mummy, however, he wasn't scared, on the other hand, he was curious.
"Who are you?" Asked the boy.
"You aren't scared?" Answer Aphrodite.
"Not really" The kid turned around in the direction of the house and smiled bitterly.
Aphrodite notice this.
"Are you afraid of whatever is in your house?" Asked Aphrodite.
"No" Answered firmly the boy.
Aphrodite notice that the kid0s cheek was redder than usual.
"Someone hit him" Though Aphrodite.
"I am good, I don't need any help" Said the boy.
Aphrodite looked at the kid straight into his eyes, the kid didn't apart his gaze. With this, Aphrodite came to a conclusion.
"This kid isn't lying" Though Aphrodite.
"You don't need help?"
"No" Answer the boy.
"How about a friend?"
"Don't need them" Said the boy.
Aphrodite become silent for some time before saying
"… And"
"…How about a hero?"
 "Hero?" Asked the kid confused.
"Hehe, believed or not, I am the all mighty Aphrodite!  prettiest girl on this planet!"
"And also, the most powerful!"
The kid's dark eyes suddenly bright with innocent and excitement, just how a child's eyes should be.
"Big sister, you are amazing!" Shouted the kid.
"What is your name, kid?"
"I… I am Vitri!"
Aphrodite smiled, however, different from her usual smile, her smile was brighter and kinder than ever, of course, one could not see it.
..........................................…..
"I see" Said Artemis.
She grabbed the cup and took the whole cup in one go.
"…" Aphrodite also too a deep sip of the wine and empty the bottle.
The two stood there without saying anything for some minutes.
"What should I do" Asked Aphrodite.
"That's for you to decide" Said Artemis.
"Only you can decide if what are you doing right or wrong, the consequences will for you to assume" Said Artemis.
Aphrodite listened to her and made a small smile.
"You don't change, do you? you are the worst at giving advise" Said Aphrodite.
"I didn't come here to advise you, I just wanted to drink a little bit" Said Artemis.
She stood up and turned around to leave.
"How was the drink?" Asked Aphrodite.
Artemis keep walking, and, without turning, said
"It was awful"
Like that, Artemis left the bar.
 Aphrodite stood there for some time with her empty bottle on her table.
"Thank you" She murmured.
..........................................…
*Munch* *Munch*
Inside Vitri's house, a certain fat woman was eating without a care in the world, she had a large warm coat and a bonfire near here.
"Really, adopting that kid was the best decision of my life, hahaha!" Shouted the woman.
"Auntie…"
"Ha!? What do you want!? I already gave you your share, right!?"
"But auntie, I am hungry-"
*SMACK*
The fat woman slapped Vitri's face with her huge hand.
"Ungrateful bastard, you only know how to eat, eat, and what about me!?  Ungrateful, definitely ungrateful, I save you from being homeless and this is how you paid me!?" Shouted the fat woman.
"I am sorry, auntie" Said Vitri.
"Hmph! For this insolence, you will give me your share of food tomorrow!" Shouted the woman.
"…Yes" Said Vitri.
"Get the hell out of my sight, I hate ungrateful bastards like you!" Shouted the woman.
"Yes" Said Vitri.
With that, he left the room.
"Ungrateful bastard" Murmured the fat woman.
"To me, it seems that you are the ungrateful bastard"
A voice, suddenly interrupted the fat woman's meal.
"WHO!?"
The fat woman jumped in place, went she notice, someone was sitting in front of her.
"M-m-my lord!?"
"Sit down" Said Alfonso.
"M-m-my lord, is a pleasure to-"
"Sit.Down" Alfonso interrupted the fat woman, and repeated himself, this time, with some coldness on his voice.
"As-as my lord orders" Said the fat woman.
She sat down opposite to Alfonso, who, without a care in the world, grabbed the plate of the fat woman and began to eat it himself.
The woman observer how Alfonso eat her food without saying anything, however, each second that passed, the woman become more and more nervous. At this moment, she remembers the scene of a few months ago went her lord ordered his soldiers to sew the mouth of that guy or the incident previous to that, went he cut the tongue of a thief, because these memories, she didn't dare to talk.
"I heard that you don't let your kid go to school" Said Alfonso.
"N-n-no, I wouldn't dare to disobey my lord!" Said the fat woman.
"I see" Said Alfonso.
He resumed his eating without saying anything more.
Ten minutes passed in silence while Alfonso eat without a care in the world, on the other hand, the fat woman was shivering like crazy, these ten minutes felt like ten years for her!
Alfonso finally finished his eating; he skillfully left the plate on one side and the fork on the other side.
He looked at the woman.
"So, not only you disobey my rules"
"But you also lie to me in the face" Said Alfonso with a chilly voice.


Alfonso was a historian of earth who suddenly appear in the body of Alfonso Lockheart, a fallen prince that is the Lord of a formal city known as the wasteland valley, with infertile land and losing the protection of their god, the wasteland valley is land that is destined to be destroyer by the extreme weather and the attacks of beast.

Alfonso was in a despair situation; however, he wasn’t destined to fall in this land, that is because....

[The supreme sovereign system welcomes its new host, with the help of the Greek gods as your allies, you will become the new sovereign of this land!]

When a glorious old civilization was toppled overnight, a strange purple moon rose and thus began the Purple Moon Era.
Damn it! What kind of ecosystem was this? The evolution was messy. Even rabbit bites and plants were not to be messed with. How can one survive all this? Evolve into a Purple Moon Warrior? What did this have to do with the Purple Moon?
What kind of map was this? The Safety Sector? The Floating Domain? The Darkness Port? The Storm Voyage? The True Capital?
The Horror Lullaby List? The resurrection of the Underground Race and the prospering Underground City? The Chaos Black Market that suffused the world? The Bloody Road?
More importantly, one could end up in a bloody slaughter when dreaming and enter the Dream Domain? Fine, this damned era! 

He somehow felt that this might have something to do with that idiot… uh no, intruder.
But he didn't imagine that the Three Azure Realms had become so poor right now? Even the Green Feathers Spiritual Orchid could be a treasure worth fighting for. He remembered that in the radishes that Rabbit used to send Shen Ying every day, more than half were those orchids. One or two of those still grew in the back side of the mountain of Invincible Sect every now and then.
He thought about the matter of the intruder. After he understood the purpose of the demons, he wasn't too interested in what was happening next. He told Lou Hong goodbye and went back to Invincible Peak with Shen Ying and Yi Qing.
————
"How do you intend to deal with that crazy boy?" After returning to the peak, Lonemoon asked straight away. "You gonna open a plane gate and chase him back?"
"I can't chase him back." Shen Ying spread her hands.
"What do you mean?" I didn't know that there's someone you can't chase in this world. His expression was suspicious.
Shen Ying picked up a fruit, habitually, and was just going to eat it, before it was suddenly grabbed by Yi Qing, who put a piece of pastry into her hand at once. She was stunned for an instant before stuffing it directly into her mouth.
"He is mixed."
Lonemoon stopped short, suddenly remembering the fat shadow that shrouded the boy. "You mean, those karma on him?" Those karma belonged to this world. If they threw the person back to his original plane now, there would be an impact indeed.
"Nah!" Shen Ying inclined her head. "Karma is just some data. It can simply be added from the amount dropped!" That wouldn't make a difference.
"…" Lonemoon's mouth twitched. He felt that she insulted all the concepts of karma in novels.
"The point is the person that he mixed with."
"Person?" Lonemoon suddenly widened his eyes in shock. "You mean, the body that he is in now?"
Indeed in their eyes Jing Qi was a fat man who intruded into this world, yet to others, he was merely a ten-year-old kid. Apparently, the fat man was the real body of the intruder. This meant that it was the soul that transmigrated!
"Are you going to say that the poor soul that he possessed was still inside his body?"
"Yes." Shen Ying nodded.
"Holy shit!" Lonemoon cursed. In that case, they couldn't simply send him back indeed, because that way they would be sending two, and it would become their intrusion into another plane.
"But it doesn't make sense!" He suddenly remembered something, "By right, one body can only accommodate one soul. If his soul possessed the body, the original soul should be squeezed out."
"The system was incompatible. He was stuck." Shen Ying said.
"You mean that the original soul was trapped inside the body of the intruder like those karma?" Lonemoon suddenly thought about the karma inside that kid's body. "How could this be?" Could this intruder's spirit be stronger than all the others?
"Hmm…" Shen Ying bowed down her head and thought for a while, before replying, "maybe he was… wider."
Wider?
Lonemoon's mouth twitched as he thought about the thick layers of flesh on that shadow. "You mean because he was too fat originally, the original soul and those karma were trapped and unable to come out?"
"That's right!" 
"What right!" Since when had being fat become a superpower? "Then what are we gonna do now? Are we going to leave him to stay here?" With all his karma, he might indeed become a master. "What happens to the original soul? He can't be left trapped, right?" This was his first plane mission, yet this start was so difficult.
"We wait for his consumption."
"Consumption! You mean, we let those karma be consumed first?" Lonemoon thought about it carefully. Indeed, the intruder could trap the original soul more or less due to those karma. As he had too much karma, he naturally suppressed others, and of course the original soul was unable to resist him.
The two had already mixed, so they couldn't casually separate them. As he belonged to a different plane, the soul system was different, and trouble could easily be caused from such a separation. But should those karma disappear, the original soul would naturally resist, and then the mixing of the two would become problematic, making it easier for intervention.
"But…" He realized one more problem. "Karma does not get consumed easily. He had amazing karma in the first place, and nobody else could consume his karma. Unless he had someone with a similar level of karma, or an opponent recognized by himself, rousing his heart for fighting, then it would work. We can't make another genius for him!"
"We have one already!" Shen Ying suddenly turned to look towards the direction of the kitchen.
"Chef!"
Lonemoon looked at the small figure who was cooking with a simple seriousness.
This was indeed… a wise choice!
"Chef, come, let's discuss revenge!"
——————
If you want to consume one's karma, you've got to beat him when he was most self-satisfied, making him unable to satiate his desires. As such, he would want more and keep consuming his own karma. This opponent must be someone who inspired his urge to fight, and Chef was doubtless the best choice. Firstly, they came from the same village, so they appeared to have the same starting point. 
Secondly, Chef was born a member of the dragon clan. He was meant to become a god. Even if the other party had extraordinary amounts of karma, Chef lacked only Spirit Qi, and he could improve his cultivation even if he simply closed his eyes. In terms of speed, nobody could surpass him.
Thirdly, it was about the impact of the karma. Theoretically, when Jing Qi became lucky, someone else had to be unlucky due to the influence of the karma. Yet Chef was a plane assistant. Although due to the conditions of his body he couldn't accept the assistant seal, there was that marking inside his body. With that marking, all worldly rules couldn't limit him, including the rules of karma, which meant that they needn't worry about him being negatively affected by the intruder's karma.
Lastly, for some unknown reason, Jing Qi indeed seemed to have a hostility towards Chef. He felt it earlier when they were in the audience hall. Chef already possessed complete hatred from the other party without doing anything himself. 
Lonemoon was just contemplating whether to let Chef do a secluded cultivation, or a Foundation Establishment first, when something happened at Honesty Sect again.
The Protective Mountain Array was activated instantly, and the whole sect trembled as if someone was attacking it.
In the next moment, waves of demonic roars came from the distance, and demonic aura suddenly increased outside the mountain gates. Waves of black aura came right at the sect.
"Supremacy!" A disciple arrived hurriedly, horror written all over his face. "Many demons suddenly arrived outside the mountain gate. They surrounded the gate. Sect master told me to bring Supremacy over."
They had come indeed…


Everyone says that Yi Qing is the number one sword cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one can surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the Upper Realm, he has always remained undefeated.

To that, Yi Qing laughs and says, “That is because you do not know of my Master. If we speak of cultivation, I am not as good as she by a long mile. Thinking about it, at the start, out of the ten Heavenly Emperors of the Upper Realm, my Master beat up nine, and the one left was myself.”

“Master? You actually have a Master! Who? Why haven't we ever heard of her?”

“My Master is… Eh? Master? Master! And my Master? Has anyone seen my Master?”

A person next to them quietly raised her paw. “I am here!”

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The only problem Sheng Ying has after transmigrating is… that her level of presence is just too low!

The martial master's gaze landed on Luo Yunyang. "Take him away. Do not disturb our honored guests' meal," he grunted coldly.
Two men suddenly rushed over. In their eyes, Luo Yunyang was just a worm they could torment as they pleased.
Luo Yunyang was displeased with the way that vicious man had acted, as well as those people's attitude. Even the men who rushed in didn't seem like nice fellas.
In the blink of an eye, the five men who had rushed in were tossed out one after the other.
Luo Yunyang's movements were really quick, so the whole process was over in an instant.
The martial master watched Luo Yunyang's clean moves in astonishment. He hadn't expected someone with such skills to exist among these insignificant beings.
"That's some skill, but following your impulse is a bad thing, kid. You have no idea who you have offended!" As he spoke, the martial master snickered and said something into his communication device.
The second eldest son of the Mu family was a cool-headed person who had seen the entire world. Given the circumstances, he realized that things weren't looking good and hurried over. "This entire matter is our fault, sir. We will leave right away. Please forgive him. He is still very young and inexperienced!" he said politely.
As he spoke, he pulled Luo Yunyang over and said, "Hurry up and apologize to this gentleman!"
Luo Yunyang knew that he was doing this for his own good, but he had his own principles.
Perhaps the person celebrating his birthday was really influential, but Luo Yunyang's background wasn't shabby either.
"Are you begging for forgiveness now? Too late! If young people don't get a little roughed up, they'll never know right from wrong." As the martial master spoke, two young men walked in. As soon as they entered, they asked the martial master, "Who is causing trouble here, Old Lee?"
"It's him! He was hitting people!" Old Lee pointed at Luo Yunyang. "It's the old master's birthday today, so I'll have to trouble you two."
"Piece of cake." One of the pimply-faced teenagers rushed over at Luo Yunyang. "We are from the Da Alliance's Koi Guard Let's fight for a round!"
The Koi Guard was among the Da Alliance's Eight Armies and Three Guards. Unlike the eight armies, which took care of all sorts of dire beasts, they handled internal affairs.
It was a universal truth that, when people were taken away by the Koi Guard for an investigation, they would usually suffer, if not die.
Luo Yunyang, who had heard loathsome things about the Koi Guard, immediately used the words he had heard Chen Yong say about them.
"Oh, it's a bunch of stinky fish!" As he said this, he took his Rising Dragon Army chest badge out of his pocket and pinned it on his chest. "Scram!"
The pimply-faced young man's expression changed. What the members of the Koi Guard hated the most was others calling them stinky fish. However, when he saw the Rising Dragon Army Insignia, his hands, which had been about to swing out, moved back.
The Koi Guard couldn't afford to offend the Rising Dragon Army.
The martial master's expression turned slightly grim when he saw the Rising Dragon Army Insignia. He could not let this go, though.
His own dignity wasn't important, but the corporation's prestige just couldn't be risked.
"You are a member of the Rising Dragon Army? Very well. I will let you meet your own officer then!" As he spoke, the martial master picked up his communication device once again.
"As people say, it's better to squash enmity than keep it alive. I am willing to compensate you 10 million dayuan. He is still a child. Please forgive him for being immature!" Mu Junsheng's father said softly after thinking silently for a bit.
To the Mu family, who were small merchants, 10 million dayuan was quite a big sum, but for Luo Yunyang's sake, they were willing to generously fork out that much money.
When Mr. Mu saw that the martial master wasn't tempted, he added sincerely, "20 million dayuan."
20 million dayuan was a small fortune for the martial master. This troublemaker from the Rising Dragon Army wasn't such a big problem anyway.
However, when the martial master saw the dark faces of the two members of the Koi Guard, he snorted. "Are you frightened now? It's too late!"
He picked up his communication device and said a few words.
"Don't bother, Uncle. I want to see what sort of officer they will bring!" Luo Yunyang sneered.
"This kid..." Mu Junsheng's father felt helpless. Although their family was quite well off, their hands were bound when it came to the family clan having a birthday reception next door.
Luo Yunyang was only a kid who had just joined the Rising Dragon Army. What could he do against those influential men? He was afraid of the consequences. At the end of the day, he is just a young man full of energy...
Just as he was contemplating which of his friends or acquaintances he could contact to help resolve this situation, a fat man pushed open the door and walked in. He was wearing ordinary clothes and as soon as he made eye contact with the martial master, his eyes landed on Luo Yunyang.
On Luo Yunyang's chest was a badge with the Rising Dragon Army Insignia.
"Who are you? Which division do you belong to? Who is your officer? I am the vice-section chief of Military Discipline Division 3, Shi Zhenxiang. I order you to follow me to solitary confinement, soldier!" Shi Zhenxiang told Luo Yunyang in an overbearing manner the moment that he walked in.
Luo Dong'er, who was standing next to her brother, started to cry.
"Don't cry, Dong'er. It's alright," Luo Yunyang whispered, squatting down to pacify his sister. "It's nothing. It's only a dog barking. Believe your brother."
Luo Yunyang had never really heard of Military Discipline Division 3. However, he had been at Base 7 for quite some time, so he understood the rules of the elite classes very well. Plus, his status in the entire Rising Dragon Army was already different.
The Eagle King, who was one of the grand generals of the Rising Dragon Army, had guaranteed that, as long as Luo Yunyang didn't commit any outrageous atrocities, he would take responsibility for whatever happened to him.
Although Chief Instructor Lu hadn't taken a verbal vow, Luo Yunyang knew that, no matter what happened, the grand master would not just stand aside and watch.
Besides, Luo Yunyang had already become an A-rank elite.
The fat man's body seemed weak, so he definitely wasn't very strong. In a place full of powerful men like the Rising Dragon Army, how important could he really be?
Luo Yunyang had already made a decision. The fat man was extremely furious. Although he wasn't a big shot in Chang'an City, he relied on money, power, and other people to maintain his dignity.
How could a Rising Dragon Army member actually have the audacity to call him a dog? This was simply too much!
"You are f*cking asking for it! I will kick you out of the Rising Dragon Army, if it's the last thing I do! Please seize this kid!" the fat man instructed the martial master with a flustered face.
The martial master had not expected Luo Yunyang to actually be so insolent. This was a good thing, though. If the kid infuriated the fat man, then the methods the man would employ would be even more ferocious. This was a very good outcome.


Violet skies, a world undergoing massive changes, a deficient moon, interlinking voids...
When the world experienced a cataclysmic event,the majority of living things died right away. Although humanity survived by hiding in the last safe zones, humans had to face mutated dire beasts and colossal source beasts that could break through the space barrier and enter the earth at any second.
Luo Yunyang, a young man who grew up in those calamitous times, obtained an attribute regulator and set out to walk the path of supremacy!

Yi Yun struggled to stand up. He adjusted his torn clothes and said with a wry smile, "Sister Fairy, please don't ridicule me any further. It's clear I lost. The attack I produced was with all my strength, yet you returned a blow at the key moment, sending me flying. It's clear who lost." 

Yi Yun was convinced of his defeat, but the girl shook her head saying, "My level is much higher than yours, so it's totally unfair to battle against you, even if I suppress it. I had originally agreed to use 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist' to spar with you, but I was forced to use my 'Fairy Maiden Heart Sutra' by you at the last moment."

Lin Xintong was an honest person. Having agreed on using 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist', she had violated the rules by using another attack, so she had naturally lost.

She also did not explain to Yi Yun why she had lost her concentration during the battle.

When she had crossed fists with Yi Yun for the first time, she had felt a strange energy stay within her body and the energy had even seeped into her broken Yin Meridians. However, she did not feel it when they exchanges blows for the second time.

Lin Xintong was also unsure if it was just an illusion.

If not for losing concentration after the first crossing, she would not have been forced by Yi Yun to use her "Fairy Maiden Heart Sutra"

Upon hearing Lin Xintong's words, Yi Yun was surprised. This girl was indeed special. Any expert like her would be a proud daughter of heaven, and would have never admitted to losing to a kid from the vast wilderness. It was after all something hard for such proud people to accept.

But this girl had admitted that she had lost, even though she had not lost from his point of view.

He turned his head and looked at the fat elder. Yet he saw the fat elder pulling at his beard with a horrible expression.

“What are you looking at?" The fat elder saw Yi Yun looking over and was pissed. He was shocked for how could a plebeian from the Cloud Wilderness be so powerful?

To have such power in the Meridians realm, he would not even be considered weak among the elites of a large family clan.

He had clearly learned "Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist" secretly, yet he could display Tendons like Bowstrings, Thunderous Bones. It was practically the same as having mastered the essence of 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist', not "a thing or two".

What the hell is this? The fat elder had originally said that Yi Yun will be defeated within ten seconds. But till the end, not only had the time passed, even Lin Xintong had admitted defeat!

No way we're losing, we clearly won, alright!

The fat elder was extremely upset. Was his estimations wrong? This kid had only an average body constitution, and had used some treasure to reach the state of Tempered Body. How could he cultivate a technique to such a level?

Maybe he had excellent perception?

In practicing cultivation techniques, besides a person's constitution, one had to have perceptivity.

The importance of perceptivity was just second to constitution. A person with poor perception would learn everything slowly, so even if they had a good constitution, they were destined never to reach a higher realm since there were plenty of things in the martial world that could only be understood, not taught, especially for bottlenecks which could only be overcome by oneself.

In terms of perceptivity, Yi Yun was indeed not bad. On Earth, Yi Yun was good at his studies and had developed intelligence at an early age. Hence, the poor kids of the vast wilderness could not be compared to him.

In addition to him having crossed into this strange world, making Yi Yun experience two lives, all of this made his soul even stronger.

And with the Purple Crystal in his heart, that coolness was providing energy to his soul, and nourishing Yi Yun's spirit continuously.

When he cultivated "Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist", he had added some of his own understanding unique to him, creating a situation of necessary success with the ripe conditions.

Seeing the old man's face wrinkled like a peach seed, Yi Yun could not help himself from laughing, but he did not dare to express it on his face, or the old man might explode.

"This is for you!"

Lin Xintong grabbed something from her interspatial wristband and threw an azure light towards Yi Yun.

Yi Yun caught it and realized that it was a book.

The azure book's cover was made of golden silk. Its paper quality was great, and it was well made, making it great to the touch.

On the book cover wrote five words: "Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist"!

The five words were written with flair, making it look imposing.

This was the manual to "Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist"!

Yi Yun was happy. He had been secretly learning "Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist", but as the fat elder said, there had to be holes in the process of secretly learning techniques. Besides, the members of the warrior preparation camp had poor perceptivity, so Yao Yuan had not taught everything about "Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist", and he had only taught them the first nine moves. For the remaining moves, Yi Yun did not know a thing.

So Lin Xintong giving him this manual was especially timely!

Yi Yun could not stop touching the azure-colored book. He found that the book possessed a faint fragrance, making it very seductive.

"Eh?"

Yi Yun curiously flipped the manual and realized that the manual consisted of pictures of people in various poses. Beside it was the mantras with notes by the side.

The notes were written with another color, and the font was small. The handwriting was very beautiful and had a mysterious smell associated with it. It was most likely the girl's handwriting.

These notes were clearly added on later and belonged  to the owner of the manual.

Yi Yun was shocked, this had to be Lin Xintong's handwriting.

With Lin Xintong's level of training and her understanding of martial arts, her notes for "Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist" would be extraordinary. If he could read it from cover to cover, it would give him great inspiration.

This was the insight Lin Xintong had obtained. And according to her, she had been reading this manual seriously for about half a year.

She had to be carrying this manual close to her all the time.

Yi Yun suddenly realized the value of the book. Although "Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist" had been made public by the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom, the book was not valuable, but with Lin Xintong's notes, it was no longer the same.

"Sister Fairy, this book is too valuable. I can't have it. These notes are insights from your own understanding…"

"It's nothing, I already have all my notes memorized. I have read this 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist' from cover to cover so it’s no longer useful to me. With it, you might be able to get some inspiration."

"This…" Yi Yun accepted the book upon seeing Lin Xintong's insistence. He had really wanted it. It wouldn't only be some inspiration, but a lifesaver. With this book, he could master the entire set of "Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist".

As Yi Yun felt guilty accepting the book, the fat elder made an ill-timed comment. "Bah, if you want it, just say so. Stop acting."

Yi Yun choked upon hearing that. This old man was really sarcastic with his words. This had to be a form of revenge. The fat elder and his disciple Lin Xintong had characters that were opposite extremes. It was unknown how they had managed to get along so well.

"Alright, stop looking at me. You have proven your strength. I would accept that you know 'a thing or two' about the Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist," said the old man as he stroked his beard. It was an affirmation of Yi Yun's strength.

"Previously, I said that if you could last ten seconds, I would give you a miracle medicine. I'm a person who doesn't go back on his promises…" saying that the old man touched his ring and took out something. It was neither a desolate bone or desolate bone relic, but a black charred head!


With the strongest experts from the 33 Skies the Human Emperor, Lin Ming, and his opponent, the Abyssal Demon King, were embroiled in a final battle. In the end, the Human Emperor destroyed the Abyssal World and killed the Abyssal Demon King. By then, a godly artifact, the mysterious purple card that had previously sealed the Abyssal Demon King, had long since disappeared into the space-time vortex, tunneling through infinite spacetime together with one of Lin Ming’s loved ones.

In the vast wilderness, where martial arts was still slowly growing in its infancy, several peerless masters tried to find their path in the world of martial arts. A young adult named Yi Yun from modern Earth unwittingly stumbles into such a world and begins his journey with a purple card of unknown origin. This is a magnificent yet unknown true martial world! This is the story of a normal young adult and his adventures!!    

Never would have I thought that I would've gone back to school. I sighed as I mentally tally all the things that I need. I glared at the clothes that I have. Apparently, the matron truly believes I'm male. I snuck in to her office to see my records, just in case. I did not expect to see that it is in fact written in my medical records that I'm male.

To say I was shocked is an understatement. I quickly looked down and checked my pants to see I definitely have lady bits. I went back to my room and thought about this conundrum.
' How is it that I'm classified as male.' I looked through the previous self's memory and find out that Corvus was in fact male.

' but im not male! In that case who am I wearing?was it all a dream? '

I quickly took a secondhand shirt and wore it. I walked towards the bathroom and stared at the clearly oversized shirt.

' alright, time to put it to the test again. '

I focused on the sized of the shirt."reducio" I muttered while willing the shirt to get smaller.

Slowly, large over sized t shirt hugged me. Then it started to squeeze me. It's starting to fray at the seams.

"hell, stop... Wait.  Engorio" 

This time I paid attention to the energy leaving me and try to cut it off at the right size. I pursed my lips as I noticed the torn seams. 
I pushed 'reparo' on the front of my mind and fixed itself. 

"so I can still do magic." I muttered ' but that gender conundrum still exist'
"magic?"
I snap my head towards the door and saw a seemingly tthree year old kid staring at me while sucking his finger. I can't help but crinkle my nose at the sight of a disheveled kid with runny nose. 'so  dirty '
I smiled at him and put my index fingerto my lips, signaling him it's a secret. The kid smiled and left.

' oh, thank God. So dirty. Ugh'

I closed and locked the door this time.
' perhaps magic is the problem.'
I remembered that scene where Tonks used her ability to entertain others. I started morphing my face. My mouth and nose morphed to pig snout then into a ducks.

' I'm a metamorph, so I guess my base form is a boy. Good to know. So as far as muggles know I'm a boy. I knew I can't be so lucky to reincarnate as a girl still. But at least this body has the option to be one.'

I sighed at least it's until I'm eleven and then I just have to find a way to get away for summer so I don't need to use my base form that often.
I walked and familiarized myself to my new home while the rest of the kids are off to school.

It became boring after a while ago. I did find neat stuff in the attic and a broken bagpipes. A quick reparo and  scourgify then  voila! I can now practice this thing. I carried it to the matron and asked if I can learn how to play. She seemed dumbfounded at the bagpipe but took it in stride. She did remember to sit me down and tell me the rules.  the only information I bothered to remember is meal times.

I returned to my room and started practicing on my clothes making it fit perfectly. I wonder will I see a kid Harry at school or am I older than him.

"damn that banshee... That harlot didn't even teach a single thing to her grandkid."

The following day 

Have you ever realized how annoying elementary students are? The noise, the running and all the drama that seem to mean so much as a kid look so trivial. 

I transfered in the middle of the term thus will be taking a placement examdue to my lack of record. Unsurprisingly, I did well too well in my math and science but failed history. I knew fun facts in world history but that's about it. I've never been to UK even as a tourist.

As the new kid I was sat at the only available seat. At the back, beside the kid no one wants to sit with. I agree with the general population, I'm not going meat that kids if I had to. I tried my best to ignore his existence but the continued assault on my nose says otherwise.
I did my best, I swear, but my I can't stand unhygienic stuff.

On the third day, the kid was half an hour early. Surprisingly, he walks to school so I wonder what time he wakes up. He's an early bird but I don't get why he's so unclean. I took a deep breath before I approach him. I give him one good look and file all the things that need to be fixed. He has dirt on him so early in the morning, his nails have dirt in them. He is wearing baggy clothes, 3 sizes too big from the looks of it. The checkered Polo looks like a teenager can wear them. His hair is unkempt with freaking grass on them. His round glasses are hideous and are held together by tape.. Shorts that looks like it used to be pants are held together by a belt. Dirty knobby knees with a lot of bruises and scratches. A few wounds and bruises on the legs seems suspicious. Shoes held by tape with no socks on apparently.

I sighed, "look kid, we'll be seatmates for a while so I'll be honest. You look and smell like a homeless gypsy that wondered here. So for the sake of piece, mind your personal hygiene. We're eight so you must know what that is,right? "

The kid looks so  lost and  unsure.
"yes, I'll try." he mumbled.

"alright, I know there's the shoe box that adviser had us put stuff like soap and stuff right."

The kid nodded.

I give a thin smile. "tomorrow, if you haul up your stinky butt here to school looking like you've been living in the wilderness at least bring a change of clothes."

"what?" 

"change of clothes. Then you get that soap in the box or pilfer someone else's. We're breaking into the gym shower"

"but that is against the rules."

"so,  unless you want to daily break the rules then take a bath daily."

"okay" the kid replied slowly.

He seemed dejected for a bit. It makes me wonder why but I shrugged it off.

"so, noodles. That's my only rule to you. I don't like dirty stuff or dirty people and  more importantly smelly stuff."

The kid seems to process my words until he looked at me quizzingly. "noodles?"

"I'm not good at remembering names so I give everyone titles."
"Well that's really better than what they call me"
My eyebrows furrowed. "what do they call you?" 
"freak or boy."
"Well, my nicknames are just that nicknames. You're so thin like a stiff Breeze will knock you over so I call you noodles. The boy with  noodle arms and legs." I smile at him "but if you don't fix your hygiene I'll demote you to trash bin." I jokingly tell him. 
The kid smiled back. "okay.. Black."
"call me Crow." 

At recess I watched as a fat kid and two other kid hunt down Noodles. I really don't feel like getting involve in school yard fight. At least, I don't have any interest in dealing with dirty children. I simply went back to the classroom and sleep. 'i never realized how boring growing up again.'

Transmigration to Hp universe is amazing and all but I never realized how hard it would actually will be.

"hufflepuff, please hufflepuff"  I chanted in my head.

"hmm... but you fit in that house the least." answered the sorting hat "see... even online quiz in your previous world say your a slytherin, traveller. hufflepuff, eh"

"let's be honest I'll be eaten alive there. I might choose Griffindor but let's be honest I'll fucking cry than be hero."

"but you choose to be the young Harrys friend knowing what future awaits him. what danger he will get up to."

"I lived and was loved once, all he knows is his shitty life that's about to get worse."

"I see.. then  better be.... "

The Ironman Training Center.
A bright professional smile was on Jones's face as he looked at the two young clients in front of him. A fat kid and a well-built blonde youngster.
"Mr. Cruise, you were a key player in your high school football team, and you've participated in the long jump event before. You currently exercise two to three times a week. I think that with your body foundation, there's a high chance for you to pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge with professional training," Jones told the blonde youngster.
"As for Mr. Hassel…" Jones turned his head towards the fat kid and continued, "Mr. Hassel, if it were last year, I might have been able to help you pass the fitness test for beach lifeguards, but the difficulty of the test has increased this year. Forgive me for being direct, but with your current condition, there is no way for you to pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge."
Disappointment filled the face of the fat person. He asked with a glimmer of hope, "Is there really no chance at all?"
Jones shook his head, "If there's money to be earned, we don't turn down clients. But I would never lie to my clients, which is why I can only tell you the truth."
More than ten minutes later, the two youngsters walked side by side out of the main door of the Ironman Training Center. As soon as they reached the car, the fat person couldn't help but touch his large belly before letting out a disappointed sigh.
The fat person was called Hassel, and he was an ordinary young man. His appearance was average, his height was average, and his family background was also very average; however, he had a not-so-average weight. There were a lot of people in the US whose weight was on the higher side, and Hassel was considered an exceptional case even among that group of people.
However, Hassel wanted to become a beach lifeguard. Unfortunately, with his body and without professional training, it would be practically impossible for him to pass the beach lifeguard fitness test.
By his side, the well-built blonde youngster consoled him, "Buddy, don't be so sad! If this one can't, you can try the other fitness centers; they might be able to help you pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge."
The blonde youngster was called Cruise, and he was a good friend of the fat kid. Unlike the fat kid, Cruise had been an athlete ever since he was young, and he was good at all kinds of sports. Like most Americans, Cruise also aspired to work as a beach lifeguard.
That was why both of them accompanied each other to the Ironman Training Center; they wanted to sign up for a fitness training program to become beach lifeguards. However, only the athlete, Cruise, swiped his credit card to sign up while the fat Hassel only received a piece of bad news, which was that with his body condition, even if he were to participate in a training course, it was still impossible for him to pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge.
Hassel's sad look made Cruise feel bad, so he made a suggestion. "I heard that there is a 'Coach Lee's Physical Fitness Training Center' not far from here, and Kevin Taylor is rumored to train there, though the fees are higher over there. You should go try again."
"Higher fees?" The fat Hassel touched his pockets where his credit card was, and he began to hesitate.
"You should at least consult them. Even if the chances are slim, there's still a chance. If you don't do it, you will lose even that slim chance," Cruise began distributing his rich chicken soup for the soul.
　　...
A fat Hassel whose mind was filled with chicken soup for the soul arrived at Dai Li's training center.
"Mr. Hassel, please wait a moment, Coach Li will be here soon." The receptionist pointed towards the training ground with a smile.
Dai Li, an ethnic Chinese man was standing in the training ground, and in front of Dai Li were members of a training course.
A lot of Westerners could not differentiate Asians accurately, and Hassel was the same. He glanced at Dai Li's photo on the brochure before looking back at Dai Li on the training ground. He noticed that the actual person looked similar to the one in the brochure and asked, "Is that person Coach Li?"
"Yes, he is our boss, Coach Li. The fitness training course for beach lifeguards will be led personally by our boss!" the receptionist said with admiration.
Hassel nodded and walked a few steps closer. He wanted to hear what Dai Li was saying, and Dai Li's voice also emerged at that moment.
"Although you are all my clients, if you want to train here, you have to follow my rules. So, I hope that you can do these two things perfectly. First, trust me, trust me unconditionally." Dai Li held out a finger. After finishing the first rule, he stuck out a second finger, and said, "Second. If I tell you to do something, you do something. You have to follow my training plan strictly. For example, if I ask you to do ten push-ups, you do ten, not one more, and not one less!"
In front of Dai Li, all the students of the course looked at Dai Li with severe expressions, like they were listening to the scoldings of an army drill sergeant. At that moment, everyone there felt that the Dai Li was more like a very experienced big-shot coach than a physical trainer. He was extremely in control. So his words were like Polaris in the night sky, providing guidance to the people.
Hassel observed from not far away. His heart was oddly convinced, as if what Dai Li said was the truth.
The scepter of authority was in constant effect, and everything Dai Li did received a bonus. Dai Li's words at that moment were naturally infused with the essence of power, generating an overwhelming sense of dignity felt by the people around him.
"Alright, I'll give everyone a five minute preparation time. You can drink water, go to the toilet, or lace your shoes again. We'll officially begin the warmups after five minutes." Dai Li waved his hand after speaking and moved towards Hassel.
"Coach Li, this Mr. Hassel also wants to sign up for our fitness training course for beach lifeguards," the receptionist introduced Hassel to Dai Li.
Dai Li assessed Hassel from top to bottom. Hassel was at most, 1.7 meters tall, which was considered short among American males, but when it came to his width, Hassel was definitely above the American male average. He had a head full of brown curly hair, a chubby face full of freckles, and a big belly. He had the typical appearance of a fat kid depicted in American movies.
"Mr. Hassel, you want to sign up for our fitness training course for beach lifeguards?" Dai Li asked in a tone that sought confirmation. Looking at Hassel's appearance, he certainly did not look like the kind of person who could pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge.
"Yes, I want to become a beach lifeguard," Hassel said with an expectant face.
"Mr. Hassel, the beach lifeguard test this year is much harder than previous years. The beach lifeguard candidates this year have to complete the 24-hour Frogman Challenge, the specifics of which include running a 58-kilometer marathon, an eight-kilometer swim, and…"
"I know the test details," Hassel interrupted Dai Li, his expression gradually becoming sad. "I know that there is no way for me to pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge. I've been to a couple of training centers, the coaches there have already told me."
Hassel's sad look made Dai Li feel sympathy, he asked, "Mr. Hassel, since you already know that you can't pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge, why did you still come to my place?"
"I just wanted to try my luck. Who knows if you might have a way," Hassel answered honestly.
"Then why do you want to become a beach lifeguard?" Dai Li continued asking.
Hassel hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I've got my sight on a girl. I want to get closer to her, and she's a beach lifeguard. So I want to apply to become a lifeguard at the beach that she goes to. That way I could see her every day."
"So it's to get a girl, that's courageous." Dai Li looked at Hassel with a smile that didn't look like a smile, and asked, "Why didn't you tell the girl directly that you like her? Why must you become a beach lifeguard, taking such a big roundabout route?"
"I… I feel that we should get to know each other more… And then…" Hassel said in a stutter.
A scene suddenly appeared in Dai Li's mind. A fat loser fell in love with his dream girl but didn't have the guts to confess, so he would think up all kinds of ways to get closer to his dream girl, dreaming that one day she would come to him.
Poor guy, but at least he's a fatty with a dream. Dai Li looked at Hassel's shilly-shally expression. Sympathy began to rise from the bottom of his heart. Dai Li suddenly wanted to help this fat kid.
In this world, if I can't help him pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge, no one else can.
As he reached this conclusion, Dai Li said, "It's not impossible to help you complete the Frogman Challenge with training, but this depends on how much you're willing to pay."
"I can use my credit card, but I don't know if I have sufficient credit," Hassel said immediately.
"That's not what I mean." Dai Li shook his head as his expression grew austere. "I'm not talking about money. It's effort, your personal effort."
"I will do my best," Hassel said impatiently.
Dai Li instead said, "You will need to go through very high-intensity training if you want to pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge in your current body condition. The training will be tough, you might even think it's torture. Can you persevere?"
"I can. I can definitely persevere," Hassel nodded like a woodpecker pecking wood.
"I have to first remind you that the training program that I make for you isn't only exercise for the body, it's more of a test of will. The 24-hour Frogman Challenge was originally a test for the Navy SEALs, so what you will be facing will also be cruel training, a devilish fitness training. If you can't persevere, you will only be wasting money," Dai Li reminded him with a solemn expression.
Due to the bonus from the scepter of authority, Dai Li's dignified look made Hassel nervous.
"It's just a fitness course, why does it feel like I'm about to make an important life decision?" Sweat had already begun to form on Hassel's forehead, and his face twisted in nervousness as he became hesitant.
"How about this, Mr. Hassel. I suggest you go home and consider whether you really want to accept this sort of high-intensity training. Come and sign up once you've made up your mind." Dai Li glanced at his watch as he spoke; the five minutes were almost up. He apologized and returned to the training ground.
　　...
It is always tough for men to keep a cool head in front of beautiful women, and a lot of losers would sacrifice everything for their dream girl. Some would eat only pickles for an entire month and send the money they saved up to female broadcasters, getting a heart hand gesture or a simple "XOXO" in return.
Hassel was also willing to go through cruel fitness training for his dream girl.
So on the following day, Hassel went to Dai Li's training center and maxed out his credit card.
At the same time, the training course at the Ironman Training Center also began.


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

The changes in the Taotie's pledge made everybody dumbfounded.
It announced the pledge the same way, but it was different from the original one. The original Taotie's pledge stated that once one failed the cooking battle, his kitchen knife would be taken, and his right to cook would be deprived, unless someone from the high echelon of the Valley of Gluttony agreed to break the pledge for that person. 
And now, the pledge had changed to be more benevolent. Although the chef's knife would still be deprived, he could still have his right to cook. If he lost his knife, he could have a chance to take it back. However, if he didn't have the right to cook, it would be the cruelest torment to a chef. 
Chu Changsheng frowned. The pledge did change. How did it come about?
What Bu Fang had said in the restaurant still lingered in his ears, but he didn't think it would matter at that time. He didn't expect that the pledge would actually change.
Was this kid the Taotie's illegitimate son? 
Chu Changsheng couldn't help but think. The fact that he had taken the souls of the Black and White Taoties, together with the change in the Taotie's pledge… 
All of a sudden, thick mist emitted from the young chef. 
Buzz…
The voice of the pledge faded, and a moment later, an array emerged under Bu Fang's feet. The glowing array made Bu Fang's face whiter and more outstanding.
A crystal knife cabinet rose from the array.
Bu Fang placed one hand on the crystal knife cabinet. It felt so cold, making Bu Fang cast it a sidelong glance. He opened the cabinet where he kept several kitchen knives he had won from the previous cooking battles. 
Seeing the knife cabinet, many people widened their eyes. 
This fellow even prepared the knife cabinet. Did he really want to level their Valley of Gluttony? 
They all took a deep breath as their eyes, which were staring at Bu Fang, slowly turned sharper. No matter what, they were the Valley of Gluttony's citizens. Bu Fang's act had provoked them. 
Bu Fang was a chef from outside the valley, and he dared to provoke the Valley of Gluttony. They must teach him how to behave! 
Wenren Chou was frightened out of his wits. 
A knife cabinet. That knife cabinet! 
His gaze rose, and he saw the Ice Soul Kitchen Knife lying quietly inside it. It used to be his kitchen knife, and now, it had become one of Bu Fang's spoils of war.
He felt so aggrieved since the knife he had just gotten would become part of Bu Fang's spoils of war and be placed in that cabinet. To him, it was the greatest blow. 
Of course, he got good news, too. The Taotie's pledge had changed. After one month, he would have the chance and be qualified to challenge Bu Fang on another cooking battle to win his kitchen knives back! 
Taking a deep breath, Wenren Chou felt a vigorous fighting spirit rise in his chest!
Buzz… 
The famous knife Snake Chopper flew up. A moment later, it turned into a jet of light, darting toward Bu Fang. 
Bu Fang rose his bandaged arm, catching the so-called famous knife. Once he grabbed the knife, Bu Fang was touched.
It was worthy of being called a famous knife. It seemed to have a knife spirit that didn't fail its reputation. Of course, it was also a good choice to collect a famous knife.
Bu Fang opened the knife cabinet. Cold air diffused from it before he placed the famous knife on the rack inside. 
The light shining in the crystal knife cabinet reflected on the Snake Chopper, which was too beautiful to behold. 
Wenren Chou's heart shivered. It felt so painful he couldn't breathe.
Looking at the two kitchen knives, he had almost lost his courage. However, to get his knives back, he gazed at Bu Fang and said, "After a month, I will come and challenge you. On that day, I will win back my famous knives!" 
Bu Fang kissed the knife cabinet and patted it, and the cabinet disappeared into the array at once. He relaxed his arms, giving the other a faint look before saying, "I won't lose, and I can't lose. I hope... you wouldn't be so desperate." 
Wouldn't be so desperate… 
Arrogant!
The moment Bu Fang said that, everybody felt irritated. He didn't respect the Valley of Gluttony's chefs at all. He arrogantly said that he wanted to do a cooking battle against the top ten chefs of the Tablet of Gluttony, and he even said that he wouldn't lose. 
Did he mean he will absolutely win? 
This wild arrogance made Yan Yu's eyes narrow. He didn't like arrogant people, and the best response is... to give him the ultimate attack! 
"Good. The first cooking battle has ended. You guys, whoever comes for the next cooking battle, don't worry. Everybody got a share. Sooner or later, it will be the same." Bu Fang's vermillion robe slowly billowed in the wind as his eyes raked through the chefs standing around the arena. 
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! 
The onlookers took a breath of cold air. How dare he say that!
"Chef Yan Yu, teach that haughty kid a lesson!"
"You think your cooking tops the world? You dare to look down on our Valley's chefs? Noodle King, Chef Ouyang, use your knife to teach him manners!"
"Oh, motherf*cker! It's the Valley of Gluttony's dignity you guys are protecting! Mu Cheng, beautiful goddess, let that little chef kneel at the hem of your dress!"
The audience booed and shouted through the windows of the Gluttony God's Building until their voices turned hoarse. Provoked by Bu Fang's words, their eyes turned red. 
Many people were clamoring boisterously, which eventually turned into a terrifying and rolling uproar. Under such an uproar and pressure, ordinary people would have their feet like the shaking jelly. 
However, Bu Fang stayed calm. He lifted his head, scanning around the entire Gluttony God's Building to look at those people. He indifferently rose the corners of his mouth.
Many people caught that smirk. Immediately, the crowd became angrier, filling the place with ear-piercing yelling and booing. Their roaring seemed endless. 
Mu Cheng and the others didn't know whether they should cry or smile. What was going on?
However, their anger was understandable. That kid was really arrogant, not to mention his calm face that made people want to punch him. It was simply enough to make people hate him, and even assault him once they got the chance! 
Liu Jiali was still calm, his meticulous face somewhat serious. As for the others, they just watched Bu Fang and gently exhaled. 
The uproar from ten thousand people had risen their spirit as light sparkled in their eyes. Of course, because of the changes in the cooking battle's rules, their scruples were less serious. Although the failed battle would still generate a harsh consequence, it was much better than being deprived of one's cooking right. 
Anyway, the new rules gave them hope of taking back the kitchen knives.
Yan Yu was thinking whether he should battle first or not. However, as he ranked number one, would it be considered "losing his face" a little if he made a move first? 
While he was still deciding, a figure walked out of the group. 
That figure was a little fat. He was holding a block of raw meat while smiling tenderly. 
He grinned while sauntering toward Bu Fang, showing his white teeth that sparkled under the sunlight. However, through the sparkling light, people could see pieces of meat stuck between his shining teeth. 
Swish. 
The fat man shoved the fresh meat into his mouth, tearing it. Then, he immediately chewed, making munching and squishing noises unceasingly. 
"Grinding and chirping, so annoying... You little chef, fight me! Watching your performance, I feel so antsy," The fat man talked while chewing.
Bu Fang was a little surprised. He felt the pressure rising from that fellow, which somehow seemed to suppress him. 
A second later, he gently exhaled, then his stern eyes observed the fat man before saying, "Who are you? What is your rank on the Tablet of Gluttony?"
"Me? I'm called Harry. I love meat the most, that's why people call me Meat Demon. My level is a little substandard… Rank number five on the Tablet of Gluttony."
Meat Demon Harry tore another piece of meat using his teeth. His chewing noises made people shudder. 
His tender eyes studied Bu Fang, as though he was assessing his prey.
"Rank number five on the Tablet of Gluttony?" Bu Fang's brows twitched. This fat man ranked fifth. No wonder he felt a little pressure.
When Ouyang Chenfeng and the others saw Harry stepping out, they all forced a smile.
This fellow couldn't wait...
Do not be fooled by Meat Demon Harry's sincere and innocent look. He was actually a cooking battle maniac. 
It was true that he was a cooking battle enthusiast. Before he became famous, he had often challenged people on cooking battles. Also, he loved to collect the losers' kitchen knives.
He also had a knife cabinet, which was much more colossal than Bu Fang's cabinet. It was stacked with kitchen knives, with at least several hundred of them!
Several hundred knives. What did that mean, exactly? It meant hundreds of chefs had had their dreams smashed in Meat Demon Harry's hands. One of those chefs was even a former member of the top ten chefs of the Tablet of Gluttony! 
He was truly a ruthless person!
As soon as Meat Demon stepped out, the screaming and yelling instantly vanished. Everybody was somewhat afraid of watching the Meat Demon. 
Meat Demon Harry's fame was said to be the worst among the top ten chefs. 
Of course, no matter what, Harry was still their Valley of Gluttony's chef, so some of them still cheered him in a low tone. After a short while, when one person had begun to cheer, the cheering increased, rolling like the rising tide. In the end, they all supported Harry.
Harry was surprised, tearing another piece of raw meat. He pouted his lips and said, "I can't believe that I, Meat Demon Harry, would be cheered and supported like this one day. Since you brought this luck on me, I won't go easy on you… "
He chewed and swallowed before adding, "Don't worry, I'll make it quick. I won't let you suffer for a long time. Anyway, it's my hobby to see the pain in the faces of arrogant chefs when their knives are taken." He then grinned and stuck his tongue out to lick his lips. His gaze on Bu Fang was like a predator checking his prey. 
Bu Fang was a little surprised, but still, his face was emotionless. A moment later, he raised his bandaged arm and said bluntly, "Good. It's you then." 
Meat Demon? Who has Bu Fang ever feared? 


In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this.
The restaurant isn't large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into.
There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice.
There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life.
There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper.
What? You want to abduct the chef? That's not going to happen, because there's a tenth grade divine beast, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance.
Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered.
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