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Gourmet of Another World

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. --------- Releasing: Mon, Thu, Fri, and Weekends

Li Hongtian · Eastern
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Ying Long's Sigh

Translator: Zenobys /CatatoPatch

The Imprison Array would not last very long. However, the premise was that one didn't eat the food carrying the array. Otherwise, the duration of the effect would be prolonged.

That was what happened to Realm Lord Di Tai. With Bu Fang's current cultivation base, the dish that fused with the Imprison Array could trap a Little Saint a dozen of breaths at the most. However, if that Little Saint ate the dish, the duration would become very long.

The realm lord wanted to weep, but he had no tears. He wanted to complain, but he couldn't talk. Since the array had rendered him immobile from top to bottom, he couldn't move his body, blink his eyes, nor speak. As he didn't blink for a long time, he felt a stinging sensation begin to spread in his eye sockets.

He wanted to cry... He had an uncontrollable urge to weep, and the stinging sensation made tears roll in his eyes. 

Many people were relieved when they realized that the Dried Pot would not explode.