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

Ji Zuodao directly requisitioned the hotel courtyard.

He pulled that outdoor barbecue grill out of a human skin bag.

It's a real, large piece of equipment, made of stainless steel, and it's shiny and bright, looking just like the equipment in the kitchen of a professional barbecue restaurant.

Tie on a small apron, roll up the sleeves, and reveal two sections of fair forearms.

Ji Zuodao stood in front of the barbecue grill, looking like he was about to host a Michelin three-star cooking competition.

"Mom, please accept this! Today I'll let you taste your son's cooking!"

Zhao Ya moved a chair and sat down next to him, watching her son busy at work, her face beaming with satisfaction.

"Okay, Mom will wait. If it doesn't taste good, Mom will scold you."

"Don't worry! I guarantee you'll want more after you try it!"

Dehairing, rinsing, scoring, marinating, grilling...

The entire set of movements was fluid and seamless, performed with incredible skill.

He made several slits in the wings of the giant tengu with a knife, smeared sauce on them, sprinkled them with cumin and chili powder, and placed them on the grill.

"Sizzle—!"

The oil dripped onto the charcoal fire with a crisp sound, and a rich aroma of meat instantly filled the air.

The aroma was so strong, it went straight into people's noses and made their stomachs rumble with hunger.

Ji Zhengdao squatted next to the barbecue grill, holding an empty plate in his hands, staring longingly at the pair of wings sizzling with oil on the grill, his saliva almost dripping down his face.

"Brother, is it done yet? Is it done yet? It looks cooked to me!"

"What's the rush? It's only been a few minutes. Grilling chicken wings takes time; if the heat isn't right, the meat won't be tender, understand?"

"I know, I know, but bro, it smells so good..."

Qiqi squatted down next to Ji Zhengdao, holding her little bowl in her hands. Her big eyes blinked as she stared at the chicken wings on the grill. She licked her lips and asked in a childish voice:

"Brother, can Qiqi eat now?"

"Almost there, almost there, just wait a little longer, Qiqi, be good."

"Okay! Be good, Qiqi! Qiqi, wait for me!"

Dog lay on the other side, its two front paws clasped together, its chin resting on its paws, its eyes fixed on the wings on the grill, and drool from the corner of its mouth had stretched into a long strand, hanging down to the ground and forming a small puddle.

It took a deep breath, then another, before finally drooling up:

"Woof! That's right, that's the taste. Those three-nothing wild demons from Ailao Mountain who had no backing, no background, and no power didn't die in vain. At least you've gained plenty of experience in barbecuing."

Zhao Ya was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then turned to look at Dog Master:

"Oh? My son has had special training?"

"Woof! That's right! Back then, his essence was incomplete, and he was like a starving ghost reincarnated every day. He couldn't afford spiritual medicine, so he could only satisfy his cravings by hunting wild animals. Not to mention, the mountain goblins in Ailao Mountain used to be rampant, but ever since this brat tasted them, they have become an endangered species in just a few years."

As he spoke, Doggy licked his lips, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Woof! You know what, even though life was tough back then, the food tasted really good. That's how that brat honed his cooking skills."

After listening, Zhao Ya remained silent for a while, then turned to look at Ji Zuodao, who was busy on the grill, with a hint of heartache in her eyes.

Ji Zuodao didn't notice his mother's unusual behavior; he was focused on dealing with the wings.

Brush with oil, flip, sprinkle with seasoning, flip again, brush with oil again...

Every movement has a rhythm, making it look like they're dancing, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Brother, hand me that brush."

Here, brother!

"Qiqi, help your brother get that plate."

"Okay! Here you go, brother!"

"Dog, stop drooling and keep an eye on the heat for me."

"Woof! I know, I know, you're such a busybody."

The family sat around the barbecue grill, chatting and laughing, creating a wonderfully warm atmosphere.

Before long, the wings of the giant tengu were finally roasted.

Golden and glossy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with oil bubbling on the surface and emitting an enticing aroma.

Ji Zuodao took the wing off the grill, cut off a piece, placed it on a large plate, and presented it to Zhao Ya:

"Mom, try it first and see if it suits your taste."

Looking at the golden-brown roasted chicken wings on the plate, and then at her son's expectant face, Zhao Ya felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

She picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of meat, put it in her mouth, and chewed it.

Then her eyes lit up.

"Mmm! Delicious! Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, spicy and flavorful, and not fishy at all! Son, you're a great cook!"

Ji Zuodao beamed with joy at the praise, and chuckled.

"Absolutely! Don't you know whose son I am!"

"You're so good with words."

Ji Zhengdao and Qi Qi couldn't wait any longer. As soon as they heard Zhao Ya say it was delicious, they immediately pounced on it.

"Brother! Give me a piece!"

"Brother! Qiqi wants some too!"

Dog Master also came over, holding a plate in his mouth, and stretched it out in front of Ji Zuodao:

"Woof! You brat, give me a piece too! Don't just think about your mom!"

"Yes, yes, Dog Lord. I specially got you a piece with extra numbing and spicy flavor."

Ji Zuodao smiled, gave everyone a piece, and then picked up a piece for himself and took a bite.

Hmm, not bad.

The wings of this Great Tengu are firm and chewy, much better than the meat of those wild demons.

The family sat around the barbecue grill on the rooftop, eating grilled chicken wings, drinking beer and soft drinks, enjoying the Tokyo evening breeze, and watching the Tokyo Tower shimmering in the night.

The scene was so beautiful, it was like a painting.

Zhao Ya looked at Ji Zuodao, who was fighting with Ji Zhengdao for meat, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

the other side.

Sato's squad was completely outplayed by the Night Demon King today and is currently lying in their room recovering.

The overbearing fragrance of the Great Tengu's wings grew stronger and stronger over time, as if it had grown legs, running rampant throughout the hotel and trying to get into people's noses.

The aroma of meat wafted over like a seductive charm, and the group instantly lost their composure.

First, Mizuki sniffed twice, then sat up abruptly in bed: "What's that smell? It smells so good!"

Next, another team member, his stomach rumbling loudly, swallowed hard: "I don't know... but it smells like barbecue... and the really high-end kind..."

The group exchanged glances, then stood up in unison and followed the scent.

They made their way to the hotel courtyard entrance, and when they peeked inside, everyone was stunned.

In the courtyard, Ji Zuodao was standing in front of the barbecue grill, wearing a small apron and holding a brush, brushing sauce onto the pair of golden, shiny, sizzling wings.

The wings were frighteningly large, stretching over two meters long when spread out. They were roasted until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a slightly charred skin. The oil dripped onto the charcoal fire, making a sizzling sound. Each sizzle was accompanied by an even richer aroma of meat, exploding in the air like a bomb.

The members of Sato's team all swallowed hard.

The movement of their Adam's apples bobbing up and down was perfectly synchronized, as if they had been rehearsed.

"What...what kind of meat is that?" someone asked in a low voice.

Sato squinted at it for a long time, and the more he looked, the more familiar it seemed, and the more uneasy he felt.

The shape of the wings, the structure of the skeleton, the patterns on the skin...

Woo-so-da-lo!

Big Tengu.

Those are the wings of the Great Tengu.

It was the pair of Great Tengu wings on the Dark Night Demon King, who had been swaggering in front of them and utterly defeating them just an hour ago.

It got roasted.

No, you guys actually grilled it? I thought you were just joking.

Great Tengu! That's a Great Tengu! They're legendary great demons, like SSR-level beings in a game!

Shouldn't rare drops like Tengu Wings be carefully collected?