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Chapter 527: 517: The Rabbit's Idea
Chapter 527: 517: The Rabbit's Idea
Chapter 527: Chapter 517: The Rabbit’s Idea
Yi Zheng’s heart quivered upon hearing the words, and he exclaimed, “Big Brother, are you talking about the Golden Winged Roc? You didn’t actually stew it, did you?”
Elder Zi nodded solemnly as he spoke, “Junior Brother, wasting is shameful. The creature has been killed; if you don’t stew it, even the heavens would scold you.”
Yi Zheng was rendered speechless, unable to imagine as he gazed at the big chunks of bird meat in his bowl.
He looked down at the meat in the bowl, eyes reddening with emotion, and lamented, “This is one of the seven great saints of the Demon Clan!
This is Peng Demon King, who pledged brotherhood with Sun Wukong!
This is the Golden Winged Roc that soared ninety thousand li with a single flap of its wings!
With wings spread wide, it could travel anywhere under the heavens, so free and powerful, yet such a legendary Demon Saint ended up being stewed and eaten. How sad and lamentable…”
As he spoke these words, filled with a hero’s sympathy for another fallen hero, he became overwhelmed with emotion. Then, with tears in his eyes, he gulped down all the meat in the bowl in three big bites, drank the soup to the last drop, and with a commanding toss, threw the bowl back to Elder Zi, “Big Brother, bring me three more bowls!”
Elder Zi looked at Yi Zheng who, a moment ago, had shown the sadness of one lamenting the fall of a peerless talent, even sharing the fox’s grief over the death of the rabbit, yet now he was ready to down four bowls in succession!
He couldn’t help but reveal a relieved smile, yet he still reminded, “Little Junior Brother, although the meat is good and the soup is not bad, they are still too nourishing for you.”
Upon hearing this, Yi Zheng laughed and said, “Big Brother, I have a medicinal Golden Core in my body, so it doesn’t matter how much Origin Qi I consume, I won’t overnourish. On the contrary, all of this will become my foundation.”
Elder Zi nodded, then turned and walked away. Before long, Elder Zi, carrying a huge iron pot with a diameter of fifty meters, approached. He placed the pot before Yi Zheng and pointed at it, “Little Junior Brother, drink!”
Yi Zheng stared at the huge iron pot that could be used as a swimming pool, dumbfounded, “Big Brother, is all this… for me to drink?”
Elder Zi said, “It’s not all of it. The corpse of the Golden Winged Roc was tens of thousands of li in size. Our ancestor refined it, removing the evil aura from the blood and condensing the flesh, which resulted in several hundred meters of flesh essence. This pot is just half a leg…
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