Chapter 1556 - The Qilin Transmigration Ladle (1/2)

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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The roar was deafening, like the roar of a ferocious beast that shattered mountains and rivers! It was the most terrible roar!

At this moment, Bu Fang’s whole spirit sea became completely tumultuous as if it were about to burst apart. His pupils instantly constricted, and he sucked in a cold breath.

As he watched with shocked eyes, the Heavengod’s power, which remained in his spirit sea like a parasite, was ripped apart by the roar of that ferocious beast! Huge waves rose and swept across the vast surface of the spirit sea, and then the water parted to both sides!

The Heavengod’s power had wanted to resist, but the great power contained in the bestial roar made it impossible for it to do that.

Bu Fang hovered next to the God of Cooking’s Menu, inhaled deeply, and looked at the huge figure that covered the sky. The pressure emanating from this newcomer was much more powerful than the previous four Artifact Spirits. Even if the four Artifact Spirits joined forces, they might be no match for this big guy who had just emerged from the mist.

That was a Qilin. The scales on his body were dark in color, but strangely, they seemed to be emitting a luster. When the luster reflected in one’s eyes, it made the Qilin look awe-inspiring.

The Qilin had hair on his body. Around his neck and behind his ears were fluffy hair, and there were more on his ankles. Those fluffy hair were constantly fluttering and looked as if they were burning flames.

His eyes were as sharp as knives. The strangest thing about him was that one of his limbs was a claw, like a dragon’s claw, and one of his limbs was a hoof, like a deer’s hoof. Whenever his tail lashed, he caused the void to emit a burst of sonic booms.

‘Qilin! He really is a Qilin!” Bu Fang stared at the behemoth that came out of the mist. ‘Is this the Artifact Spirit of the last God of Cooking Set?!’

The Qilin’s body was enormous. As soon as he appeared, he caused the spirit sea to clamor. Suddenly, he raised his head and rested his gaze on Bu Fang.

Bu Fang immediately felt that the world around him was sealed off.

“Little Host?” the Qilin said. His voice was loud but gentle, as pleasing to the ear as a spring breeze, which was somewhat inconsistent to his fierce appearance.

Looking at him, Bu Fang was a little excited. Yes, he was excited. The last God of Cooking Set had finally… appeared! He opened his mouth and was about to say something when he suddenly felt that the Heavengod’s power that had been shattered by the Qilin’s roar had made a comeback at this moment.

Rumble!

As if a storm had come, the whole spirit sea was plunged into darkness at this moment. With a terrible noise, the Heavengod’s power quickly coalesced and transformed into a vague human figure.

“The Heavengod’s power!”

Bu Fang took a deep breath and looked at the Heavengod’s power that gave him a great headache. Before this, he had tried to expel it, but he was unsuccessful.

It was hiding right inside his spirit sea. Even if he forcibly obliterated it, its great resilience would bring it back after just a while. That was the most annoying thing. The Qilin’s roar had shattered it, but it had now coalesced again and was even more ferocious than ever.

The Qilin’s eyes rolled and fell on the human form materialized of the Heavengod’s power. ‘What the hell is this?” he said, his voice shaking the air.

With a booming sound, that Heavengod’s power once again rushed forward, exploding with the aura belonging to the Heavengod!

“Oh, the aura of a Heavengod…” The Qilin narrowed his eyes. The next moment, he opened his mouth, revealing his sharp fangs and letting out another roar. He looked like a raging lion now, very violent and fierce.

The shadowy figure transformed by the Heavengod’s power flickered, trying to evade the Qilin’s roar. However, it only just moved a little to the side when a dragon claw appeared in front of it and grabbed it.

“I knew you would dodge…” the Qilin said as he clenched his five claws. The shadowy figure looked as if it was about to be crushed. “You have a strand of the Heavengod’s will… I see… So this Heavengod is coveting Little Host’s fated chance.”

The Qilin’s eyes narrowed. The next moment, he threw the shadowy figure up, opened his mouth, and swallowed it. The Heavengod’s power never recovered this time.

In a trance, Bu Fang looked at the Qilin, who had swallowed the Heavengod’s power in one gulp. ‘He truly is the big boss…’ he thought to himself.

The Qilin stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, looking somewhat satisfied. Finally, he rested his gaze on Bu Fang. His enormous head lowered, causing a terrible tumult.

“We finally met,” the Qilin said. His voice was so loud that Bu Fang’s eardrums kept buzzing.

Bu Fang opened his mouth. There were so many things he wanted to say, but in the end, they all just turned into a ‘Yes.’ For a moment, he did not know what to say.

“I’ve heard the Vermilion Bird and the Black Turtle talk about you… Among the Hosts of all generations, only a few of them were able to see me. You’re considered very good,” said the Qilin with a grin.

Bu Fang could see teeth that were even bigger than his body in the Qilin’s huge mouth. ‘He means there aren’t many Hosts who can collect all the fragments of the God of Cooking Sets… Why, I felt somewhat flattered…’

He twitched the corners of his mouth, snickered, then nodded and said, “It’s just something very normal for me,” he said.

“Aha, ha, ha, ha!” No sooner had Bu Fang said that than the Qilin burst out laughing. His laughter was in cadence and sounded somewhat infectious.

“Can you fix the other God of Cooking Sets?” asked Bu Fang, frowning.

That was what he was focused on. The System told him that as long as he collected the last fragment of the God of Cooking Set, he would be able to restore the other God of Cooking Sets. The System would not lie to him.

“I, as the big boss, can certainly fix them.” The Qilin raised his head. His every move always caused a violent clamor. “But why should I help you fix them?” He looked sideways at Bu Fang.

Bu Fang froze for a moment. He had not expected the Qilin to say that. ‘Why doesn’t he want to help me? Doesn’t he want the Vermilion Bird, the Black Turtle, and the other Artifact Spirits to come back to life?’

“I know you’re anxious to fix the other Artifact Spirits… But I don’t know you well. Why should I help you?” the Qilin said. He had a point. He and Bu Fang had just met for the first time today.