60: Chapter 60 Bringing Demon King Meat to the Door

The sun was high in the sky.

Golden sunlight filtered through the shimmering leaves of the wutong treasure tree and passed through the carved window lattices, casting mottled shadows across the floor of the room.

It was a rare occasion where Shen Qingyuan had woken up late.

He lay on the soft couch, eyes slightly closed and breathing slow and steady, his entire being radiating an air of laziness that seemed to reach his very bones.

It wasn't that he didn't want to get up.

It was truly because—

After tossing and turning all night, he was indeed quite tired.

That girl Luo Qingyue usually looked as cold as frost, like a Fairy who didn't belong to the mortal world, maintaining a distant and unapproachable demeanor.

But last night—

Tsk.

Shen Qingyuan smacked his lips as indescribable images surfaced in his mind.

That bowl of Great Tonic Soup really had a powerful kick.

Luo Qingyue's hand... work was also truly excellent!

Even his body, in the dignified Quasi-Emperor Realm, actually found it a bit hard to withstand!

“Young Master.”

A cool voice came from his side.

Shen Qingyuan opened his eyes to see Luo Qingyue walking in.

Dressed in white as pure as snow with hair like a waterfall, her usually cold features now held a hint of charm, like the first peach blossom quietly blooming on a branch amidst the melting snow of early spring.

She held a jade bowl in her hands; the soup inside was golden and translucent, emitting a rich aroma.

Shen Qingyuan looked at her lazily. “Qingyue, morning.”

Luo Qingyue lowered her eyes, her voice slightly raspier than usual. “Morning, Young Master.”

She pushed the jade bowl forward. “Young Master, please have some soup.”

“??? Again?!” Shen Qingyuan felt a surge of panic.

Even a Quasi-Emperor's body can't take this kind of punishment!

Seeing his reaction, Luo Qingyue’s face grew even more flushed, and she quickly explained, “Young Master, there is no problem with the soup this time!”

“Ah? No problem, then...”

Shen Qingyuan took the jade bowl, drank the soup, and then sat up to stretch his limbs.

As he moved, he discovered a subtle change in his body—his blood and Qi were surging, and the speed of his Spiritual Qi circulation was a bit faster than usual.

“This Great Tonic Soup... actually has something to it.”

Shen Qingyuan raised an eyebrow, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

“The Taotie Pavilion... indeed has some skill.”

He muttered to himself, his evaluation of the Taotie Pavilion rising a few notches.

“Young Master, tea.”

Luo Qingyue handed over the brewed spiritual tea. Her movements were composed, but a lingering blush remained on her face.

Shen Qingyuan took the teacup and took a sip.

The cool, refreshing Spiritual Qi dissolved on his tongue and slid down his throat into his stomach, making him feel much more energized.

Just then—

A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

“Little Nine! Little Nine!”

Shen Yuanshan's booming voice rang out from outside, carrying a hint of impatience.

Immediately after, the courtyard gate was pushed open from the outside. Shen Yuanshan and Shen Yuanhe walked in one after the other.

Shen Yuanshan was carrying a large piece of bloody beast meat, nearly half the height of a person. A few strands of golden fur still clung to it, and it emitted a dense Demonic Qi.

Shen Yuanhe was also carrying a piece, not a bit smaller than Shen Yuanshan's, and of no lesser quality.

“Little Nine! Look what we brought you!”

Shen Yuanshan strode over to the Wutong tree and placed the beast meat on the stone table.

“Thud!”

The stone table shook, letting out a dull sound.

Shen Qingyuan looked down at the piece of beast meat and raised an eyebrow. “Heaven-Rending Tiger King?”

“Exactly!” Shen Yuanshan slapped his thigh, looking triumphant. “A third-level Primal Chaos Realm Heaven-Rending Tiger King! I went through a lot of trouble to kill it!”

Shen Yuanhe curled his lip from the side. “Third Brother, stop bragging. If I hadn't been there to help, you would have been swatted into a meat patty by that beast long ago.”

“Bullshit!” Shen Yuanshan glared. “I could have handled it alone. You're the one who insisted on following me. What choice did I have?”

“Heh—” Shen Yuanhe sneered. “I wonder who it was that got chased over several mountain peaks by the Heaven-Rending Tiger King.”

Shen Yuanshan's face stiffened. He coughed twice and quickly changed the subject. “Little Nine, how is the quality of this tiger meat? This is the meat of a third-level Primal Chaos Realm Demon King. it contains dense Demonic Qi and Spiritual Qi. The quality is excellent, the taste is bound to be good, and eating it will be of great benefit to your cultivation!”

Shen Qingyuan glanced at the tiger meat, quietly activating his Spirit Eye Divine Pupil.

The meat was firm with clear marbling, and a faint golden light shimmered on the surface. It was indeed a top-quality piece of Demon King meat.

Furthermore—this Heaven-Rending Tiger King contained a thin trace of an ancient Vicious Beast Bloodline. Though it wasn't much, it was better than nothing.

Not wanting to be outdone, Shen Yuanhe placed his own piece of meat on the table. He gave Shen Yuanshan a mysterious glance and pulled an item out of his storage Magic Treasure.

“Little Nine, I have a treasure here as well.”

The object was pitch black, about a foot long and as thick as a child's arm. Its surface was covered in fine patterns, with a faint golden glow circulating through it, emitting a dense masculine energy.

As soon as it was brought out, the air in the entire Wutong Garden seemed to grow several degrees warmer.

Shen Qingyuan: “...”

Shen Yuanhe held the Tiger Penis with a face full of smiles. “Little Nine, this is the Tiger Penis of the Heaven-Rending Tiger King. A third-level Primal Chaos Realm Great Demon King; all its essence is concentrated in this! It's a tonic! An absolute tonic!”

He paused, a flash of craftiness in his eyes. “Sixth Uncle knows you like visiting Yicui Pavilion. This thing is of great use, so I specifically saved it for you!”

Shen Qingyuan’s mouth twitched. “Sixth Uncle, I don't need this.”

“How could you not need it?” Shen Yuanshan glared from the side. His gaze swept over Shen Qingyuan and then flicked toward Luo Qingyue as he lowered his voice. “Little Nine, you're young and full of vigor, but you still need to pay attention to maintenance. This thing, when stewed in a soup, is guaranteed to make you as vigorous as a dragon and fierce as a tiger...”

“Alright, alright, stop talking!” Shen Qingyuan’s forehead was covered in black lines. “I'll take it.”

With a wave of his hand, he swept all the items on the table into his storage ring.

Seeing this, Shen Yuanhe couldn't help but laugh out loud. “Third Brother, I told you Little Nine would find it useful.”

Listening to their teasing, Shen Qingyuan sighed somewhat helplessly. “Third Uncle, Sixth Uncle.”

“Hmm?”

“Did you come here just to give me this stuff?”

“Of course not!” Shen Yuanshan quickly waved his hand and said seriously, “We mainly came to thank you. That Great Desolation Demon-Suppressing Fist you gave is simply too powerful! I've been fighting Demon Kings in the Tiannan Mountains these past few days, and the more I fight, the smoother it gets. Even my cultivation has stabilized quite a bit.”

Shen Yuanhe also nodded in agreement. “Right, right! That Indestructible Golden Body is also amazing. I was almost swatted to death by Demon Kings several times, and I relied on the Golden Body to hold out. Little Nine, the Cultivation Techniques you gave are truly good stuff!”

Shen Qingyuan looked at their excited expressions and nodded slightly.

“Of course. Nothing I have is ever subpar!”

Shen Yuanshan chuckled and rubbed his hands together. His eyes fell upon the two large pieces of Demon King meat on the table, his gaze sparkling. “Little Nine, since the meat has been delivered, how about... we stew it right now?”

Shen Yuanhe also looked expectant.

Ever since he had mooched a few meals at Wutong Garden, his palate had become quite picky.

The taste of that food was truly unparalleled!

It wasn't inferior to the Taotie Pavilion in the slightest.

Shen Qingyuan glanced at the two of them and couldn't help but laughingly scold them. “So you didn't come to thank me, you came to mooch a meal?”

“How could that be!” Shen Yuanshan said righteously. “This old man just... just hasn't eaten Demon King meat before and wanted to have a taste.”

Shen Yuanhe nodded repeatedly. “Right, right, we just wanted to have a taste!”

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