170: Chapter 170 I'll eat!

Zhao Yi...

How could it not be important? This is Immortal power, a power that can only be grasped after attaining the Human Immortal stage.

However, Li Yingzhen had already turned and walked towards Mou Wuwang. She squatted down in front of him.

"Does the fur affect the texture?"

"You are absolutely right, I was thinking the same thing."

Mou Wuwang...

"Ha, ha~"

He forced a smile that looked even worse than crying.

Why set up a pot? Why boil water? Now it's done for, Li Yingzhen has turned the tables.

Now he could only hope the Saintess would step in and save his life.

But was he really that lucky?

On this side, Li Yingzhen had already had Zhao Yi seal his cultivation, and just as he had done to Li Yingzhen earlier, she stripped him bare.

"Yo!"

"It's his true form, too."

"What a coincidence~"

"This lean meat..."

"I just love eating beef shank."

Li Yingzhen seemed a bit deranged.

"And this full coat of cow hair, it affects the texture."

"The fur affects the texture"—this phrase would likely become a shadow over Li Yingzhen's life.

Li Yingzhen summoned the dao-shattering golden flame from beneath the pot and singed Mou Wuwang until he was completely bare.

Mou Wuwang didn't dare make a sound; he even breathed much lighter, fearing that if he was careless, Li Yingzhen might finish him off.

Every extra breath of time he could drag out meant one more chance for Zhou Yan to save him.

Li Yingzhen also encountered a problem. She looked at the pot, then at the three-meter-tall Mou Wuwang.

"He's too big, he won't fit in one pot."

Zhao Yi...

"My lady, why don't you just cut him into pieces and boil them separately?"

"No, I want to boil him in one pot."

Li Yingzhen's tone was very firm.

Zhao Yi...

"I give up."

"Shrink!"

A streak of emerald Immortal light appeared, directly reshaping Mou Wuwang.

"This, this~"

"A Perfect Dao Body?"

"I, old Mou, actually obtained a Perfect Dao Body?"

Mou Wuwang hadn't even been happy for three breaths before being lifted up by Li Yingzhen.

"Goodbye!"

"Never see you again!"

Splash.

Mou Wuwang was thrown by Li Yingzhen into the boiling immortal-shattering cold boiling water.

Gurgle~

"Saintess, save—"

Before he could shout the word "me," Mou Wuwang fell silent.

Three breaths later, the aroma of meat wafted out.

Mou Wuwang hadn't lied; the dao-shattering golden flame combined with the immortal-shattering cold boiling water really did kill in one breath and cook in three.

In the pot, Mou Wuwang had revealed his original form; a white bull appeared in the pot.

It had to be said, the Mahayana Spirit Clan really was fragrant.

Li Yingzhen produced a dish of brine from somewhere, cut a large piece of beef from the bull's leg, dipped it in the brine, and began to eat.

"You wanted to eat me, but you didn't expect that in the end, you'd be the one eaten by me, right?"

"Heh, those who eat others end up being eaten; the world truly is a cycle of Reincarnation."

After speaking, Li Yingzhen seemed to have an epiphany. Holding the unfinished beef, she sat cross-legged in the Void Realm, surrounded by black and white Qi, emitting a mysterious and unfathomable aura.

"This is?"

Approximate, who was hiding in Zhao Yi's glabella, was startled.

"Reincarnation Law??"

"How is this possible?"

"Master, take advantage of the fact that she hasn't delved too deep into the Dao, hurry and interrupt her, otherwise there will be endless trouble."

Zhao Yi...

"Are you crazy?"

The Reincarnation Law, just hearing the name sounded incredibly overpowered. Was he brain-damaged? Interrupt Li Yingzhen?

Not only did he not interrupt Li Yingzhen, but he actually used Immortal light to shield her, allowing her to make her Breakthrough in peace.

"You~"

"Really..."

Approximate didn't know what to say anymore.

"You are truly courting death."

Before Approximate's voice even faded, the sky changed.

A great terror appeared.

"Who is Cultivating the forbidden Law?"

The firmament split open, and from the pitch-black crack, nine chains descended, each wrapped in ancient runes, emitting a pressure that made heaven and earth tremble.

"Nine Nether Inquisitorial Chains?"

Approximate's voice trembled.

"Dragon Clan!?"

"Oh my god,"

Approximate felt like he was going to explode and quickly shrank back into Zhao Yi's glabella.

Heaven have mercy, he was currently occupying someone else's body, and he had once devoured a remnant soul of the Dragon Clan.

If the Dragon Clan discovered him, would they use him as a sacrifice to heaven?

It could only be said that Approximate's reaction was too fast. Just as he shrank back into Zhao Yi's glabella, the Void Realm suddenly exploded.

Chains carrying a terrifying aura appeared from the Void Realm, and before Zhao Yi could react, they had bound and taken away Li Yingzhen.

"A mere Human Immortal, considering your cultivation is not easy, I will spare your life."

"However, while the death penalty is waived, you cannot escape living punishment."

"Shatter!"

One of the chains deviated from its path and directly smashed Zhao Yi into nothingness.

"Oh!"

"The Law of Borrowing?"

"In the tiny Qingling Realm, there are actually two prodigies."

"Are you willing to follow me?"

"This little girl is willing."

Zhou Yan's crisp voice rang out.

"Good!"

The nine chains slowly retracted into the crack, and then the sky closed, as if nothing had happened.

But Zhao Yi knew that the presence of Li Yingzhen and Zhou Yan had been completely lost in the Qingling Realm.

They had been taken out of the Qingling Realm by the owner of the Nine Nether Inquisitorial Chains.

"What the hell!"

"I'm a Human Immortal too."

"They are both prodigies, so what am I?"

"A Genius?"

Zhao Yi was indignant and angrily ate half a cow.

While Zhao Yi was struggling with the beef, those Mahayana Spirit Clan members finally discovered Zhao Yi.

They came in droves, riding black demon clouds, endless and blotting out the sky.

Zhao Yi acted as if he didn't see them, only focused on struggling with the beef in the pot.

"The, the one boiling in the pot is Clan Chief Mou..."

The many Mahayana Spirit Clan members were in chaos, and some of the smarter ones had already secretly run away.

Mou Wuwang was of the Mahayana Spirit Clan; even cooked, he was a cooked Mahayana Spirit Clan member. His cultivation, which was nearly perfect for an ordinary creature, made the aroma of the meat travel for a thousand miles.

Fragrant, so fragrant.

The meat contained the thousand-year cultivation of a Mahayana Spirit Clan member, every fiber saturated with the essence of heaven and earth, and it had been refined by the dao-shattering golden flame and the immortal-shattering cold boiling water until it was completely translucent.

"So, the meat of the Mahayana Spirit Clan is sweet."

Zhao Yi muttered to himself.

He then looked at the Spirit Clan filling the sky, not knowing what fear was, and instead said loudly: "Gentlemen, shall we eat together?"

The many Mahayana Spirit Clan members...

They were in chaos at first, whispering to each other, but soon quieted down, looking at Zhao Yi as if he were a dead man.

No one could save Zhao Yi today!

Just as Zhao Yi and the many Mahayana Spirit Clan members were about to make a move, shouting and killing sounds suddenly came from further away.

Looking at those who arrived, Zhao Yi was moved, speechless, and a little heartbroken.

He saw Wu Chuan leading countless Human Race Cultivators, holding their respective Magical Artifacts, rushing towards Zhao Yi in a dark mass.

Among them, Wu Chuan was the bravest. He held high a hoe that was identical to the great sumeru treasure hoe, shouting,

"Master, we have come to save you."

Zhao Yi...

He looked at the Mahayana Spirit Clan filling the sky, then looked at the many Human Race Cultivators brought by Wu Chuan, most of whose cultivation was at the Qi Refining stage. Were they here to save people, or to serve as food?

"Save me?"

"You have come at just the right time."

Zhao Yi's voice was not loud, but it pierced through a thousand miles, clearly reaching the ears of every Human Race Cultivator who had arrived.

"Does anyone dare to come and eat meat?"

"Eat meat?"

Wu Chuan stumbled; he suddenly felt that this Master was a bit unreliable.

With Mahayana Spirit Clan members here, how could they get in?

Although Wu Chuan's head was full of questions, his actions did not hesitate at all. He forged ahead, passed through the many Mahayana Spirit Clan members, and appeared by Zhao Yi's side.

"I'll eat!"