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Bei Minghai has really had a run of bad luck today.

Normally this place is a forbidden zone where strangers are not allowed, but today it has turned into a scene of a large-scale beating.

Kunpeng was beaten terribly.

He tried to escape, but Dijiang's spatial laws sealed off an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, preventing even a fly from getting out.

He tried to fight desperately, but Zhu Rong's fire burned him so badly he screamed, Gong Gong's water nearly drowned him, and Qiang Liang's lightning struck him on the head like it was free.

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I give up! I give up, okay?!"

Kunpeng held its head and curled up on the sea surface. Its few remaining feathers were now completely gone, leaving it bald like a plucked turkey.

"Give in?" Zhu Rong stomped on Kunpeng's back, making him roll his eyes back. "Where did that fierceness go? Weren't you going to kill my nephew?"

"It's a misunderstanding...it really is a misunderstanding..." Kunpeng's face was bruised and swollen, and his speech was slurred. "I just saw that the young princes had extraordinary potential, and I wanted to...want to give them some pointers..."

"Give me pointers, my foot!" Tongtian's illusory figure added from the side. "Does my godson need your pointers? He should take a piss and look at himself in the mirror."

Lin Xuan strolled over at that moment.

He held an exquisite jade bottle in his hand, containing the "Primordial Edition Cumin Powder" that the system had just redeemed.

"Alright, brothers, stop hitting each other. If you keep hitting, you'll break the meat into pieces, and it won't taste good."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng trembled: "Fellow Daoist Lin... Lin Xuan, killing someone is just a matter of beheading them, what... what do you want to do?"

Lin Xuan ignored him and instead turned around and waved to the huge sea monster corpse that was still floating on the sea not far away.

That is Kunpeng's son.

It was already half-cooked by Lin Yang.

"Son, the heat is a bit too low, add more heat," Lin Xuan instructed.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yang immediately perked up: "Alright, Dad! Watch me!"

He then unleashed another burst of true solar fire.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

Oil slicked up from the huge fish again, and the aroma became even more intense.

Lin Xuan didn't stand on ceremony. He used his spiritual power to create a large knife and made several cuts on the fish. Then he sprinkled cumin powder, chili powder, and salt all over the fish.

This seasoning is produced by the system; the aroma is absolutely amazing.

Even the Tongtian Sect Leader standing to the side couldn't help but swallow hard: "Brother Lin Xuan, your cooking skills... are amazing! This tastes far better than the spiritual fruits I ate at Zixiao Palace!"

"Brother, don't be shy, sit down and eat with us." Lin Xuan waved his hand, conjuring up a huge table and taking out several jars of fine wine.

Then, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Tongtian Sect Leader, and Lin Xuan's family sat around on the surface of the North Sea and started a barbecue party.

The main ingredient for the barbecue is Kunpeng's son.

Kunpeng was trampled under Zhurong's feet, watching this scene unfold before his eyes.

His heart was bleeding!

That's his son! His most favored son!

Now it's been sprinkled with cumin, grilled until it's sizzling and dripping with oil, and then it's been shared and eaten!

"Here, Kunpeng, don't say I'm being rude." Lin Xuan cut off a large piece of fish, placed it on a plate, and walked to Kunpeng. "This is good stuff, very nourishing. Would you like a bite?"

Kunpeng stared at the piece of meat, tears streaming down his face: "Lin Xuan...you...you're not human..."

"I'm not human, I'm a shaman," Lin Xuan said with a smile. "What? You're not going to eat? Not eating means you're not giving me face. If you're not giving me face, then my brothers might have to loosen your bones again."

Zhu Rong cooperated by clenching her fists, making a "crackling" sound.

Kunpeng looked at the fist the size of a clay pot, then at the plate of meat.

He reached out with trembling hands, grabbed the piece of meat, and stuffed it into his mouth.

That was his son's flesh!

But he dared not refuse to eat.

"Ugh... Waaah..." Kunpeng cried as he ate, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"How does it taste?" Lin Xuan asked.

"It smells...it smells so good..." Kunpeng answered indistinctly, but in his heart he cursed Lin Xuan's ancestors for eighteen generations.

"That's more like it." Lin Xuan nodded in satisfaction. "Now that you're full, let's talk about compensation."

"Compensation...compensation?" Kunpeng's eyes widened. "You ate my son, and you want me to compensate you?"

"Nonsense!" Lin Xuan's face darkened. "My son traveled all the way to the Northern Sea for tourism, only to be frightened by your son. You don't need to pay for emotional distress? You don't need to pay for his travel expenses? And what about the fact that you just physically assaulted and terrified my daughter? How are you going to settle that?"

"I..." Kunpeng felt like dying.

"Enough with the nonsense!" Dijiang glared. "Open your treasure vault! Or we'll tear down your Demon Master Palace and build toilets instead!"

At last.

With tears in his eyes, Kunpeng handed over half of the North Sea's inventory resources.

That's his fortune accumulated over hundreds of millions of years!

Various kinds of deep-sea black iron, ten-thousand-year-old ice essence, and top-grade spiritual herbs were moved into Lin Xuan's personal space like small mountains.

"Alright, you had a lot of fun today." Lin Xuan clapped his hands, looking at the three little ones whose mouths were drooling with food. "Are you full?"

"We're full!" the three children shouted in unison.

"Then let's go home!"

Lin Xuan waved his hand and led a large group of people away in a grand procession.

Only Kunpeng remained, lying on the barren sea surface, looking at the fish bones scattered all over the ground, letting out a mournful wail.

"Lin Xuan!!! I swear I will not become a demon if I do not avenge this humiliation!!!"