A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

"Uncle! Gentlemen!"

Ji Zuodao, hands clasped behind his back, craned his neck and shouted towards the clouds, his voice so loud it was as if he had a built-in megaphone:

"Want to come down and order some? The Demon King's Medley is fresh, hot, and of the highest quality! You won't find this again!"

On the cloud, Zhang Yucheng originally stood with his hands behind his back, exuding the air of a superior being.

Hearing this, he simply shook his head slightly, a helpless smile playing on his lips:

"You young people can have your fun, but we old folks won't..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Ji Zuodao's voice floated up again, carrying a hint of deliberate boasting:

"—Good wine! Plenty to go!"

"..."

Zhang Yucheng's second half of the sentence, "I won't join in the fun," was stuck in his throat.

He paused for a moment, the serene and aloof smile on his face unchanged, but his figure had already descended from the clouds, drifting down gracefully, leaving behind only a seemingly casual remark carried on the wind:

"Well... since you've extended such a warm invitation, it wouldn't be polite to refuse. Hmm, save a seat for your uncle, just the side one will do."

Just as he pressed down on the clouds, a dark shadow appeared on the mountain beside him with a "whoosh," faster than him, like a cannonball, and crashed straight down!

It is indeed Liuzhou!

This guy didn't even bother with pleasantries; his actions spoke for themselves.

The remaining bigwigs on the cloud looked at each other in bewilderment.

The wine that both Zhang Yucheng and Liu Zhou were craving?

What would that taste like?

These old guys are all seasoned veterans; they usually have an air of otherworldly wisdom, but when it comes to something truly valuable, they're all incredibly nimble and efficient.

"Let's go together!"

"Since you are so hospitable, young friend, it would be impolite of us to refuse."

In the blink of an eye, the clouds that were just swirling with auspicious clouds and gathering eminent figures vanished.

One by one, they transformed into gentle breezes or rode on streaks of light, landing in unison on the desolate, bustling grassland below.

"grandfather--!"

Zhao Lingling was riding on Tu Shanyun's furry neck, playing the role of a horse. When she saw Zhao Shanhe, she cheered and kicked off with her short legs, flying into the old man's arms like a cannonball.

Zhao Shanhe quickly reached out and caught his precious child, looking him up and down, his old face crinkling with smiles:

"Oh my dear granddaughter, are you alright? You scared your grandfather to death..."

Zhao Lingling hugged her grandfather's neck, pouted, and her eyes reddened. She had originally wanted to brew up some grievances from surviving a disaster and cry.

But she had already cried in Ji Zuodao's arms, and then she had a lot of fun being carried around by the big fox.

I just can't squeeze out that lingering fear right now.

Over there, the enormous alchemy furnace was bubbling away, and the rich aroma of meat mixed with a strange medicinal fragrance had already spread, making people's mouths water.

The alchemy furnace is a magical artifact. It may not look big, but it contains a whole universe inside. It can easily stew two rocs and a wolf.

Inside the stove, chunks of meat with bones bobbed and simmered in a rich, milky-white broth bubbling with golden oil.

The meat was stewed until tender and falling apart from the bones, emitting an indescribably enticing sheen and aroma.

Everyone around, whether they were from Bureau 749, the alchemists from various families, or the demons like Su Xiaoxiao, had their eyes wide open and their Adam's apples bobbing uncontrollably.

The flesh of a demon king! And a demon king with a top-tier bloodline like the Golden-Winged Roc!

This thing is rare! Really rare!

We can't eat it even when we want to.

Especially Ao Yan, Jiao Yu'er, and the other dragon-type monsters, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and their scales were opening and closing slightly with excitement.

"Golden-winged Roc meat... Damn it, will we ever get to eat this stuff in our lifetime?"

Ao Yan rubbed his hands together, his saliva almost dripping from his mouth.

Jiao Yu'er's pretty face also flushed slightly, and she nodded excitedly:

"That's right! Usually, it's the Roc Clan that treats us Dragon Clan and Jiao-type creatures like snacks. Today, they've turned the tables! We must eat a few more pieces to make our Jiao-type creatures look good!"

At this moment, the Supreme Elder of Medicine Immortal Valley, who always had a smiling face and looked like a kind old farmer, stroked his snow-white beard, strolled to the alchemy furnace, peeked inside, and nodded:

"Hmm, it's almost done, and the base is quite good. Since you all saved my Holy Maiden of Medicine Immortal Valley, I can't be too stingy. So I'll take this opportunity to add some more flavor to this soup."

After saying that, he didn't make any move, but simply waved his sleeve lightly.

Swish!

In an instant, the sky was filled with the glow of dawn and the fragrance of medicine!

Countless objects, each radiating a hazy spiritual light and taking on various shapes, flew out from his sleeves like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, landing precisely in the boiling alchemy furnace.

There is ginseng, as thick as a child's arm, with clearly visible roots, exuding a rich earthy essence;

There is a Ganoderma lucidum, as big as a millstone, with cloud patterns naturally growing on its cap, bursting forth with the spiritual energy of wood;

There are fiery red jujubes, deep blue ice lotuses, purple-hued Polygonum multiflorum, and golden Polygonatum sibiricum...

There are dozens of varieties, all of which are top-grade spiritual herbs and rare treasures that have been aged for many years!

Holy crap!!

"Oh my god!"

"Grandpa, you..."

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell. Not to mention the young disciples, even the experienced Zhang Yucheng, Liu Zhou and others couldn't help but twitch their eyelids.

That's incredibly extravagant!

Medicine Fairy Valley truly lives up to its name; its wealth is astounding!

No wonder, Yaoxiangu's Baicaotang medicinal cuisine chain has branches all over the Han Dynasty, with more than a dozen in Jinghai alone!

Whether it's ordinary people seeking health maintenance or people in the entertainment industry looking to replenish their energy, who hasn't tried it?

I heard the company went public a long time ago.

This immediately raised everyone's expectations for the pot of meat to the highest level, reaching unprecedented heights!

This is no longer some kind of "monster king hodgepodge," it's practically a "perfect tonic soup for immortals"!

Inside the alchemy furnace, with the addition of so many top-grade spiritual herbs, the color of the broth instantly changed from milky white to an indescribable amber-gold color, shimmering with iridescent rainbow light.

The aroma has undergone a qualitative change; it is no longer just the smell of meat, but a unique and sweet fragrance that blends the aroma of a hundred herbs and penetrates the soul. Just one whiff of it makes one feel refreshed and one's cultivation subtly relaxes.

"Open the pot!!"

Ji Zuodao, having seized the opportunity, shouted loudly.

The crowd and demons, who had been waiting impatiently, immediately swarmed forward!

"Don't push! Line up! Take your time! Yuan Xiaotong, distribute the bowls and chopsticks to everyone!"

While maintaining order, Ji Zuodao began taking things out of his precious storage magic artifact.

Large bowls, small plates, long chopsticks, soup spoons... everything is available.

Finally, with great care, he brought out several simple-looking, unadorned, yet subtly imbued with spiritual energy, clay-sealed wine jars.

Upon breaking the mud seal, an extremely rich, almost tangible aroma of wine burst forth, instantly overpowering the scents of meat and medicine, invigorating everyone who smelled it.

"Today I'm going all in on the good wine I stole from Master's cellar... uh, I mean, it's all the stuff I took! Let everyone drink to their hearts' content!"

"good!!"

"Brother Dao is so generous!"

"terrific!"

Amid cheers, wine jars were passed around and meat broth was served.

Large chunks of roc meat and wolf meat with bones were scooped out and placed on huge trays for everyone to take as they pleased.

The rich, fragrant broth, shimmering with rosy light, was poured into a bowl, its aroma irresistible.

Whether standing or sitting, everyone disregarded their image, eating meat heartily and drinking wine with gusto.

The fire crackled and popped, the aroma of meat and wine mingling together, creating a lively atmosphere.

Zhao Lingling was gnawing on a roc leg bone that was almost as thick as her arm, her mouth dripping with oil, as she was gesturing wildly as she told the story of how Qi Qi saved her.

"You didn't see it! It was terrifying! That bad wolf and that bad bird were so fierce!"

"Qiqi is so brave! She just stood in front of me! Her little fists were clenched tightly, even though she's a little shorter than me..."

Qiqi, who was sipping soup nearby, blushed slightly upon hearing this and silently buried her face even closer to Ji Zuodao's chest, only revealing the back of her fluffy head.

"...Then that bad bird tried to grab me! Qiqi yelled 'Ah!' and jumped up to fight back!"

As Zhao Lingling got excited, she imitated Qi Qi's movements and suddenly waved her little hand forward!

"oops!"

Joy begets sorrow.

She was so focused on gesturing that she accidentally brushed against the metal edge of the alchemy furnace, which was scorching hot from the spiritual fire!

A cut about an inch long instantly appeared on her delicate arm, and blood immediately seeped out.

"Ouch—it hurts!" Zhao Lingling cried out in pain, her face contorting.

However, even faster than the pain, a strange and indescribable fragrance instantly wafted from the wound on her arm!

Bewitching and captivating! It pierces straight to the top of the head!

"Wow!"

"What's that smell?!"

"Why does it smell so good?!"

Human alchemists were alright; although they found the aroma ridiculously alluring, they experienced mostly physiological pleasure.

But the large group of monsters present reacted much more strongly!

"hiss--!"

"Gulp..."

A collective gasp and the sound of swallowing filled the air.

Every single one of them stared wide-eyed at Zhao Lingling's still bleeding arm, their Adam's apples bobbing wildly, and they could barely control their drool!

The one who suffered the most was Ji Zuodao.

His face turned bright red in an instant, and the veins on his forehead bulged out.

He felt the string of "reason" in his mind being plucked by the fragrance, making it buzz and about to snap at any moment!

Cultivating life without cultivating sexuality leads to a miserable end! The ancients were right!