My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

However, all the struggles were in vain.

A hint of extremely human contempt flashed in Fatty Four's amber cat-like eyes.

It completely ignored those flashy, illusory Titans.

When the golden alms bowl was forcibly pulled in front of him.

That exaggerated, gaping maw of abyss suddenly snapped shut!

There was no earth-shattering magical clash.

There was no deafening explosion of spiritual energy.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people throughout the city.

Fatty opened his four sharp cat teeth and bit directly into the thick edge of the purple-gold alms bowl.

"Click!"

A crisp sound, like an ordinary person biting into a thin, crisp biscuit.

The sound suddenly rang out in the deathly silent streets.

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

The surface of the purple-gold alms bowl is covered with a layer of Buddhist radiance that is said to be impervious to all laws.

Fatty Four's teeth were as fragile as a layer of icing sugar.

It was easily bitten through.

Followed by.

Fatty Si's hairy cheeks twitched.

It tilted its head slightly and squeezed its upper and lower jaws together.

"Crack! Snap, snap..."

The chilling sound of chewing echoed in the air.

That high-level magic weapon was crafted from top-grade purple-gold sand mixed with extraterrestrial meteorite iron and had been offered incense by Jin Guang Temple for a hundred years.

This tabby cat with its fishbone pattern actually managed to bite off a large chunk of it!

"It's a bit bland; no salt was added."

Fatty smacked his lips and mentally evaluated the magical artifact.

Compared to the cult leader's spicy beef jerky, this scrap metal tastes far inferior; it's at best a cat food cracker to pass the time.

However, we adhere to the principle of never wasting anything.

Fatty Four opened his mouth again and took three or four bites with a "crunch crunch" sound.

In just a few breaths.

That purple-gold alms bowl, as massive as a mountain, exuding overwhelming ferocity.

To everyone's astonishment, a fat orange cat devoured the food like potato chips.

Not even a clump of iron slag remained.

"Gulp."

Fatty stretched his neck and swallowed the last piece of purple gold with great difficulty.

It let out a satisfied burp.

A wisp of purplish-gold smoke slowly emerged from its mouth and dissipated in the night breeze.

Dead silence.

The entire street, and even the entire ancient city.

At this moment, an absolute silence fell.

Those people kneeling on the ground, who had been hoping the divine monk would subdue the demons, were all dumbfounded.

They rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing.

The supreme magic treasure of the divine monk was eaten by a cat?

They didn't even spit out the bones?

And in mid-air, above that golden auspicious cloud.

"puff--!!!"

The monk Kongxiang suddenly froze, then tilted his head back and spat out a jet of blood nearly two zhang high.

His natal magic weapon was forcibly bitten and swallowed.

The backlash that affected his soul was no less than if someone had detonated a heavenly thunderbolt in his sea of ​​consciousness.

His withered old face instantly turned ashen and lifeless.

Black blood oozed wildly from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, like a venomous snake.

Under the impact of the backlash, his nascent soul cracked open with countless terrifying fissures, and he could no longer mobilize even a trace of true essence.

"Demon...Great Demon..."

The monk Kongxiang's lips trembled as he stared intently at the tabby cat that was burping.

Only this one thought remained in my mind.

next second.

The golden auspicious cloud, having lost the support of true essence, collapsed with a roar.

The withered body of the monk Kongxiang resembled that of a vulture with broken wings.

It plummeted straight down from a height of hundreds of feet.

The wind howled in his ears.

He tried to call for help, but only a hissing sound like a broken bellows could be heard from his throat.

"Bang--!!!"

A deafeningly loud bang.

The monk Kongxiang crashed solidly onto the bluestone street in front of Baoxiang Vegetarian Restaurant.

The enormous impact slammed the hard ground into a deep, human-shaped crater, about a foot deep.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread in all directions.

This is the Dharma protector monk of Jinguang Temple, who is usually high above and worshipped by thousands.

At this moment, all his bones were shattered, and he lay limp at the bottom of the pit like a lump of mud.

He convulsed twice, his eyes rolled back, and he completely lost consciousness.

midair.

After eating and drinking his fill, Fatty Four gracefully did a somersault in the air.

With a swift movement, he landed steadily back on the perfectly intact small table on the second floor.

Its beautiful fishbone pattern has returned to calm, clinging smoothly to its body.

Fatty licked his paws and skillfully washed his face.

Then he walked over to Sizi's hand and rubbed his fluffy head against the little girl's wrist affectionately.

"Meow~"

The deputy leader has completed the task and requests instructions from the leader.

Sizi looked at the half-empty space that had been completely devoured, and then at Fatty Si who was rubbing against him.

Instead of praising her, the little girl pouted in grievance.

"Fourth brother, you big idiot!"

The ox puffed out its cheeks and poked its forehead.

"I told you to go and beat up that old man, why did you eat his broken bowl?!"

"That broken bowl sucked up all my beef jerky crumbs. Now that you've eaten the bowl, my meat will never come back!"

For a little foodie.

Even the smallest scrap of meat is an unforgivable loss.

Fatty Four lowered his ears, looking aggrieved.

How could it know where the scraps of meat went? Anyway, the iron lump was crunchy, and it couldn't resist swallowing it all.

"Okay, don't be angry with it."

Sitting opposite him, Li Chen chuckled and spoke.

With a casual wave of his hand, he removed the purple-gold shield that had enveloped the table.

Without the shield to keep them out, the noise, wails, and cold wind from the outside streets instantly flooded into the open ruins.

Li Chen stood up and straightened his sleeves.

He walked to the spot that used to be the stairwell, but which was now just ruins.

Looking down at the lobby on the first floor from a high vantage point.

in the lobby.

The owner of Baoxiang Vegetarian Restaurant, along with several waiters, huddled like quails in a corner behind the counter.

They were trembling like leaves, and didn't even dare to lift their heads.

Just half an incense stick's time before they were still plotting how to squeeze every last penny out of these two outsiders and then hand them over to the monks in the temple for their fate.

But now.

Dozens of Vajra Arhats lay dead in the street.

Even the guardian monks of Jin Guang Temple had their magical artifacts destroyed by that cat, and their fates were unknown as they crashed into their shop's entrance.

These are hardly two lambs who have stumbled into the Buddhist city.

These are clearly two ancient killing gods disguised in human skin!

"Shopkeeper."

Li Chen's voice was soft, and his tone was indifferent.

But to the shopkeeper, it sounded like a death warrant from the underworld.

"Great...Great Lord...Immortal, please spare my life!"

The shopkeeper scrambled out from behind the counter.

Without hesitation, he knelt down, his head hitting the wooden floor with a dull thud.

"I was blind to your greatness! I deserve to die! I beg you, Immortal Master, have mercy and spare my life!"

Li Chen looked at the shopkeeper kneeling on the ground and shook his head slightly.

"Spare my life? The way you're talking makes it sound like I'm bullying men and women."

Li Chen stood with his hands behind his back, speaking in a calm and unhurried tone.

"I've brought my sister to your restaurant for a meal. The bill is paid."

"We've eaten the food too."

"We have a legitimate business relationship, right?"

"Yes...yes..." the shopkeeper stammered, cold sweat dripping from his forehead onto the floor.

"But."

Li Chen changed the subject, his voice gradually turning cold.

"We were eating at your restaurant when we were disturbed by a group of monks who appeared out of nowhere."

"They not only damaged your windows and roof, but they also ruined my sister's enjoyment of eating meat."

"Finally, the old monk's broken bowl even took away half of my sister's dried meat."