With a piercing scream, the ring was severed in two by his blade. The two pieces of the ring writhed in agony on the plate.
Xiao Wenbing's face turned deathly pale, as if he had been stripped naked in the freezing cold and thrown into an ice cellar. A chill ran through his entire body from head to toe.
He shuddered and quickly threw the monster from his chopsticks back onto the plate, not daring to touch it again.
Xiao De nonchalantly picked up a piece of the still-wriggling ring and stuffed it into his mouth, crunching it loudly, seemingly enjoying it immensely.
"Brother Xiao, this is a rare and highly nourishing dish. We wouldn't have brought it out if it weren't to entertain our distinguished guests. Please eat it quickly!"
"Ah, okay, okay!"
My gaze fell on the fourth dish, the most ordinary of all: a pot of thick soup, exuding a rich aroma.
Grabbing a spoon and a small bowl, Xiao Wenbing reached towards the jar. He dipped the spoon into the thick soup and swirled it around. Then, he scooped up a large spoonful of the thick soup and base ingredients and put it into the small bowl.
I held it up to my face, blew on it slightly, and the oil floating on the surface of the soup dispersed.
Just as he was about to bring it to his lips, something suddenly jumped up, twirled cleanly and neatly in front of him, and with a "plop," fell back into the soup in an extremely graceful manner.
Several drops of soup splashed onto Xiao Wenbing's face, but he seemed oblivious to it.
Xiao Wenbing blankly put down the small bowl from his lips. His only thought was that he was fortunate that his ancestors had protected him and that he hadn't drunk it yet.
Seeing the two people in front of him, embracing freely and enjoying themselves immensely, and hearing the servants beside him secretly swallowing their saliva, Xiao Wenbing knew that they didn't mean to make things difficult for him.
The only explanation is that the dietary habits of the people here are simply too different from those on Earth.
They've gone so far that they're completely irreconcilable.
"Brother Xiao, eat up..."
"Ah, good, good! Good..."
Looking at the four unique and exotic dishes before him, Xiao Wenbing held his chopsticks but dared not reach for them again.
Volume 7, Chapter 17: The Chicken Demon
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A loud rooster crow broke the awkward silence.
Almost simultaneously, everyone looked up and saw a large, brightly colored rooster with a red top striding proudly and proudly into the room.
Chopin held a wine glass to his lips, glancing sideways at the rooster out of the corner of his eye. A drop of wine slid down his lips and into his shirt, but he seemed oblivious.
Xiao De's mouth gaped open, a spoonful of the greenish-white vegetables hovering near his lips, looking utterly ridiculous.
The three servants beside him were completely at a loss, not knowing what to do when they saw the suddenly appearing rooster.
Xiao Wenbing chuckled inwardly and asked, "Gentlemen, does your family run a chicken farm?"
Chopin blushed; he couldn't understand how a rooster had suddenly appeared here.
Having lost face in front of Xiao Wenbing, he was extremely embarrassed and slammed his hand on the table, yelling, "What's wrong with you all? How could you let a chicken run up here? Catch it!"
The three servants shuddered and immediately rushed forward, wanting to capture the chicken alive.
However, to their utter astonishment, the rooster, facing the attack of three burly men, remained fearless. With a twist of its neck and a wiggle of its rear, it turned around, took a step, and instantly broke through the three men's tight blockade.
The three men were terrified, fearing their master's scolding, and turned around to pounce on the rooster again.
However, they clearly underestimated the rooster's strength, and in the blink of an eye, it once again slipped through the gap between the three of them.
Xiao Wenbing found it amusing and couldn't help but chuckle softly.
The three men, their faces flushed red at the guest's mockery, roared and, no longer caring about their image, grabbed their weapons and began to attack the rooster. It was clear they no longer intended to capture it alive, but rather to execute it.
A series of clanging and banging sounds rang out, and a servant screamed, pointing ahead, before collapsing unwillingly. Opposite him, another servant, drenched in cold sweat, held up a wooden stool, staring blankly ahead. No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't understand how the rooster in front of him had become the head of his companion.
"call……"
Since he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it. The servant's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He gathered all his strength and struck the rooster once more.
"Ah!" With a shrill scream, the wooden stool in his hand slammed heavily onto his head.
When he lost consciousness and fell to the ground, he still couldn't understand why the stool in mid-air had suddenly turned.
The last servant stared at the bizarre scene before him, holding a rolling pin-like stick in his hand, but he simply didn't have the courage to strike.
The two brothers at the table had already stood up and exchanged a glance. By now, they both realized that this rooster was no ordinary bird and was definitely not a good one.
Concentrating intently, Chopin suddenly exclaimed, "Golden Core!"
Xiao De's expression changed drastically. It turned out that this rooster was a chicken demon, and it already had the cultivation of the Golden Core stage. No wonder a few servants had been so badly defeated by it.
Xiao Wenbing wore a half-smile. Xiao Bang could only tell that the rooster possessed the Golden Core level of cultivation. But in his eyes, he could see that this fellow was clearly a demon immortal. Moreover, the familiar aura indicated that it was one of the many immortals who had ascended with him.
However, what he couldn't understand was why this chicken demon had left the Starry Sky Illusionary Realm, concealed its strength, and come to find him alone.
"Brothers, don't panic. This is my friend." Xiao Wenbing quickly smoothed things over, saying, "I was confused for a moment and didn't recognize him. Please forgive me."
The rooster shook its body and scurried over to Xiao Wenbing's side with a whoosh.
Chopin and his brother both breathed a sigh of relief. A demon at the Golden Core stage was no joke; the highest level they had reached was only the Condensation Core stage. If they were to actually fight this demon, their chances of survival would be slim.
However, judging from the appearance of this chicken demon, it seemed to be raised by Xiao Wenbing, which greatly surprised them and made them even more curious about Xiao Wenbing's origins.
"Someone, bring this chicken an extra bowl and chopsticks," Chopin casually ordered.
Clearly, this is still a world where the strong are respected. Since this rooster is considered to have the strength of a Golden Core cultivator, the treatment it receives is naturally extraordinary.
The remaining servant dared not neglect the task. Although he cursed inwardly, he obediently added a bowl and chopsticks to the table.
After receiving Xiao Wenbing's nod of approval, the rooster jumped onto the stool and stared blankly at the bowls and chopsticks on the table.
It was now filled with regret. Why hadn't it impersonated a Nascent Soul stage demon earlier? After all, Golden Core stage demons couldn't take human form! The four dishes on the table didn't bother it, but that jar of fragrant wine was something it hadn't tasted in a long time.
Seeing its eyes fixed on the wine jar, Chopin, understanding the demon's intent, brought the jar to the rooster. The rooster, without hesitation, stretched its neck and peered into the jar.
The sound of snoring could be heard incessantly. A moment later, when the rooster retracted its neck, the wine jar was completely empty.
Letting out a loud burp, the rooster contentedly swayed its neck and preened its feathers. Suddenly, a pale white light emanated from its body. After the light faded, the rooster transformed into a lean, wiry man.
"Ah!" The two Xiao brothers were shocked at the same time. A demon in human form? How could that be? This guy was clearly only at the Golden Core stage.
The chicken spirit now realized that, in its moment of triumph, it had instinctively transformed into human form.
Xiao Wenbing's eyes darted around, and he laughed heartily, "Congratulations, Brother Chicken! You've achieved a sudden enlightenment, breaking through the elixir barrier and forming your nascent soul. A truly joyous occasion!"
Upon hearing this, the Chicken Immortal immediately seized the opportunity and laughed, "Congratulations, congratulations!" Pointing to the jar of wine, he said, "This wine is extremely potent. After drinking it, one immediately feels refreshed and invigorated, and a surge of heat rises from the dantian to the heavens, thus breaking through to the Golden Core realm. It is truly a stroke of good fortune!"
The two of them exchanged knowing glances, performing a charade, while the Chopin brothers were dumbfounded. The change was so astonishing that they couldn't process it for a moment.
Could drinking alcohol really increase one's martial arts skills? The two brothers stared at the empty jar, secretly vowing to drink two more jars later.
Within the Starry Sky Illusionary Realm, Feng Baiyi and the others watched the antics of this pair of lovable clowns with great interest; it was far more entertaining than watching a play.
"Oh no!" Zhang Yaqi suddenly exclaimed, "Sister, quickly strike it with heavenly lightning!"
"What?" Feng Baiyi asked.
Not only her, but many people's eyes also turned to her at the same time. Why would someone want to chop someone up for no reason?
"A demon taking human form is a punishment from Heaven."
Everyone suddenly realized that since it was an impersonation of a demon in the form of an infant, it was only natural that heavenly lightning was needed to assist in the process.
Feng Baiyi smiled slightly, a smile that surprisingly contained a hint of mischief.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning exploded overhead, and a small mine cloud storm slowly formed in mid-air.
The smiles on Xiao Wenbing and the chicken demon's faces vanished instantly. They looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering why heavenly lightning had suddenly struck.
Xiao De and the other man exclaimed in unison, "Senior Chicken, be careful! The heavenly lightning is coming when you transform!"
The Chicken Immortal gave a bitter laugh, thinking to itself, "I've already survived the Heavenly Tribulation, what's the point of this Transformation Heavenly Lightning?" Faintly, it sensed that this heavenly lightning seemed somewhat familiar. After a moment's thought, it immediately realized that this was not the wrath of the heavens at all, but rather something artificially created.
Only one person could artificially create heavenly lightning. Chicken Immortal dared not disrespect Feng Baiyi, but in his heart he cursed the two boys in front of him. If it weren't for these two, the Great Palace Master Feng probably wouldn't be summoning heavenly lightning for fun.
Xiao Wenbing looked at the Chicken Fairy with sympathy, patted it on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Brother, good luck to you. I support you in spirit." After saying that, he moved and pulled the Chopin brothers and the servant far away.
The Chicken Fairy frowned and set up a protective shield. No one would be happy to be struck by lightning for no reason.
In the blink of an eye, the heavenly lightning took shape. Before long, three bolts of lightning struck down, shattering the three-story pavilion into pieces, leaving it a gruesome sight.
As for this chicken spirit, with its current cultivation level, the heavenly lightning that Feng Baiyi jokingly summoned couldn't harm it at all. However, just as it was about to make a fuss, it suddenly heard Feng Baiyi's icy voice: "Play it more convincingly. If anyone sees through your act, I'll strike you down."
Chicken Fairy shuddered. It would rather believe Feng Baiyi's words than dismiss them.
So, when the lightning struck, it immediately raised its head high and howled at the top of its lungs.
"Ooh ooh ooh..." A heart-wrenching scream suddenly resounded through the sky, enveloping the entire city of Huangzhou in this terrifying wail.
Xiao Wenbing shivered involuntarily; even if it was acting, this was far too exaggerated.
After the three bolts of heavenly lightning struck, Xiao Wenbing stared in disbelief at the rooster, its feathers disheveled, shriveled, and utterly devoid of spirit. Could it be that Feng Baiyi truly desired the rooster's immortality?
Stepping forward, Xiao Wenbing asked softly, "Brother Chicken."
The rooster opened its mouth and said in an extremely hoarse voice, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
The Chopin brothers were immediately ashamed. It was already in such a terrible state, yet it still claimed to be alright. The rooster's willpower and perseverance were truly admirable.
The lightning dissipated, and several whooshing sounds echoed through the air. In the blink of an eye, several people appeared atop the dilapidated pavilion.
Volume 7, Chapter 18: Backlash
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Xiao Wenbing glanced casually at the few people who had appeared in mid-air, then looked away, not taking these insignificant figures who were only at the Nascent Soul stage seriously.