I have the best bloodline

Upon arriving, Su Yan witnessed a very strange scene. On the tower, about twenty meters above the ground, a mermaid girl leaned out of a window and stuck her head into a waterway suspended high in the air, her mouth open as if she were saying something.

Seeing such a strange scene, Su Yan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Sister Nanwu beside him.

"Well"

Jiao Nanwu was slightly taken aback, then slightly tiptoed to listen to the sound waves coming from the mermaid's mouth, and said:

"The mermaid auntie... sounds like she's calling for ingredients? It's too far away to hear very clearly."

"She's collecting the blood of a crab demon to make our mermaid tribe's specialty, crab roe tofu," the mermaid aunt explained to Su Yan with a smile, watching the crab demon rushing over from the end of the waterway.

"Crab blood is colorless, odorless, and has a fishy and cold nature, which is why people on land are often puzzled as to why crabs have no blood. In fact, crab blood is extremely delicious after being slightly processed. When combined with crab roe and crab meat to make crab meat stew, it can be used to make our mermaid tribe's special delicacy."

Crab roe tofu is exceptionally sweet and delicious, but it's a rare treat for locals unless they're extremely wealthy.

Because just the step of extracting blood from crabs requires two hundred crabs to produce enough blood for one plate.

River monsters and sea beasts are inherently ferocious, and river and seafood are already incredibly expensive. Only the extremely wealthy and powerful can create such luxurious delicacies.

Merfolk need to pay spirit stones to crab demons for their blood; otherwise, crab demons aren't stupid, and they wouldn't let merfolk draw their blood for no reason.

Merfolk don't usually eat this dish; they only make it on holidays or birthdays.

"That sounds like a lot of trouble." Su Yan looked up and saw the mermaid girl. She took out a tube and inserted her arm into the crab demon's shell. Streams of colorless liquid slowly flowed out. After collecting half a pound of blood, the mermaid girl took out three pounds of spirit stones and gave them to the crab demon as a nutritional fee for the crab demon's blood donation.

After the crab demon took the spirit stone, its eight legs came off the bottom of the elevated waterway, and its body drifted away with the current.

"Its movements are so skilled," Su Yan couldn't help but remark upon seeing it.

“Spiritual blood is not the same as essence blood. The crab demons know that their blood can be used to make delicious dishes, so they often sell their blood when they don’t have spirit stones to cultivate,” the merman aunt explained to Su Yan.

Half a pound of blood can be exchanged for three pounds of spirit stones, which is enough for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to cultivate continuously for about ten days without sleep. If they are careful with their spending, three pounds of spirit stones are indeed enough for a month of cultivation.

Ordinary blood is not essence blood, and with the physique of the demon race, they can make up for it by eating and drinking well.

"Please pack one for me too! I might need to give it away as a gift later."

My aunt, who is a merman, had introduced me to the delicacies of the merman race. My aunt pondered for a moment and then asked her to pack some up, as it might come in handy when she visits the city lord of the near-sea city later.

"No problem, I'll have someone prepare it. Let's sit here and have a cup of tea first!"

The merman aunt invited everyone inside to sit down, and with a smile, agreed to what her aunt had said, asking that another sumptuous meal be prepared for her aunt to pack as a small gift.

Before the dishes were served, the merman aunt was in charge of making tea and entertaining the guests. However, beneath her polite and proper appearance lay a pair of alluring eyes that would occasionally launch a fierce attack on the little fox's lower body.

Who doesn't hope their child will become successful?

The opportunity is right in front of her. The only reason her aunt can hold back is because her body fat percentage is not up to standard, not meeting the body fat percentage required for the merfolk's breeding season, and because she is worried that she will scare Su Yan into not coming in winter. Otherwise, she would have carried Su Yan to the alley of the tiled house long ago.

After having lunch in the coral reef tower and resting briefly to digest the food, Auntie took Su Yan to the city lord's mansion to find the snake monster, intending to ask him to help deliver a newly copied letter to the Dragon Palace of Farsea City.

Jiao Nanwu and her merman aunt originally wanted to go with their aunt.

However, my aunt was worried that their identities might cause unforeseen complications, so she politely declined their invitation to accompany her.

"Hoo hoo hoo, what can I do for you? If not, please leave quickly, we're very busy."

The gates of the city lord's mansion in the coastal city were not locked. Auntie led Su Yan into the courtyard of the city lord's mansion. One by one, shrimp soldiers and crab generals carrying trays and food were running around frantically passing food inside the city lord's mansion. They were panting heavily after serving lunch.

"Nothing much, just came to catch up with the old gourmand."

My aunt waved her hand to dismiss the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, then looked at the giant snake demon that was coiled up in the spacious hall with its eight-meter-high ceiling.

Seemingly sensing its aunt's gaze, the snake-like monster, which had been frantically devouring food in the main hall and whose eyes were slightly narrowed with enjoyment, stopped its telekinetic powers, swallowed all the food in its mouth into its oval body, and looked at the two unfamiliar demons standing at its door.

"A friend of the demon race?"

The gluttonous creature swayed slightly, raising its head from its lowered feeding position to look at its aunt and ask a question.

The person in front of him called out his old name, so he must be a fellow Daoist he had known for a long time.

But even after racking his brains, the old glutton couldn't recall where he had seen the two demons in front of him before.

“It’s me, Chong Qiong.”

The aunt looked at the fat white snake in front of her, so obese that it could no longer coil its body, and spoke.

"Chong Qiong!?"

The gourmand was taken aback upon hearing this, as if he had remembered something. His snake-like eyes widened suddenly, and his words revealed an undisguised astonishment:

"Are you Chong Qiong? What happened to you? Why are you so much shorter? How did your once-proud 1.8-meter-long legs become short legs?"

The Chong Qiong in front of him was not exactly the same as the Chong Qiong in the old gourmand's memory; there was no resemblance in appearance or physique.

When he first met Chong Qiong, among the demons of the same grade, her height was the most alluring. Her long legs made countless demon classmates willing to lie on the ground, hoping that Chong Qiong could step on them to walk over.

but.

What's that kid doing?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 384 Reverse Aging

How did you become so thin?

The serpent monster, attempting to coil itself up, failed due to its excessively obese size. Its white form raised its eyes in shock, staring at its aunt, who appeared to have shrunk in size, expressing its bewilderment.

In the old gourmand's memory, when he first met Chong Qiong at the academy, Chong Qiong was a full 1.8 to 1.9 meters tall. At that time, his classmates joked that Chong Qiong was 1.8 meters tall and her legs were 1.2 meters long, making her very tall.

That was more than two hundred years ago. The Chong Qiong that the old glutton saw now was about 1.6 meters tall, and her originally beautiful and mature face had become childlike again.

"Are you getting younger as you grow older?"

From a depression on the side of the gluttonous snake's pure white body, a human-like arm slowly emerged, its five fingers distinct and pure white. The gluttonous snake reached up and scratched its scalp, which was itchy from the heat.

“呿”

My aunt waved her hand and said, "Don't worry about it. That's how all proud insects are. Once they reach a certain size, their bodies will gradually shrink as their cultivation increases."

My aunt omitted some details here. The arrogant insects didn't actually have the reverse growth attribute before. The reason they have reverse growth now is because the Queen Mother of the West entrusted the immortal grass to the arrogant insect clan before she went into slumber.

The proud insects, affected by the immortal grass, will enter a reverse growth cycle after their demonic bodies have fully developed.

"That's really bizarre."

While scratching his forehead, the old glutton complained about the strange talent of the Pride Insect Clan, wondering what kind of race would need the talent of reversing aging.

"Uh"

Su Yan glanced at his aunt, then at the snake-like creature lying in the main hall with its human arms outstretched, scratching its head and face, and complaining about his aunt's strange behavior. A subtle emotion suddenly arose in his heart.

If you're going to say something weird, shouldn't you be a little strange? What kind of giant snake has a pair of human arms?

"Forget it, forget it, I don't want to think about those things anymore."

The gourmand pulled his wandering thoughts back and looked at his aunt and Su Yan, who had come to visit, and said:

"Old classmate, what brings you here? If I remember correctly, you're definitely the type who doesn't come unless there's a reason, especially now that you've brought a big bag of food."

My old classmate's physique may change, but his personality probably won't.

Because the Demon Clan Academy does not admit young children, the demons who study there are mostly those nearing maturity or preparing to leave their demon territory to stir up trouble in the outside world. What they learn at the Demon Clan Academy is common knowledge recognized in the cultivation world, as well as information about local situations and powerful forces.

This does not refer to the general literacy education for young children.

When he met Chong Qiong, Chong Qiong was already a powerful demon nearing maturity, and her personality was already set.

"Nothing special, I was just planning to come here to join in the fun when I saw some Nightmare Town followers in the coastal area of ​​the Western State. I thought I'd come and report them. I remember the Western Sea Dragon Clan seems to particularly hate Nightmare Town followers, so I can get a reward for reporting them."

As she spoke, the aunt put the food aside, reached out and took out a letter she had copied herself, and used her magic to deliver it to the gluttonous Lord of the Near Sea City, saying, "I really didn't expect that after so long, you would have risen to the position of Lord of a city."

"Before, I was young and didn't know the comfort of having someone to take care of my daily life. After more than ten years of living alone, I've been through rain, hunger, and hardship, and I've learned what life is all about."

The old gourmand shook his head and explained, then reached out to take the letter his aunt handed him. Using his divine sense, he read the contents of the letter of complaint and said:

"I've read the contents. You mean you want me to help deliver the letter to the Dragon Palace? To be honest, the Western Sea suffered a major upheaval more than twenty years ago, and now it's particularly sensitive to those who follow the Nightmare Suppression."

"Old classmate, can you guarantee it's real? Don't let me get kicked around like a football by the dragons."

In the past, the matter of the Nightmare Town followers was considered insignificant. As long as they didn't cause trouble in the Endless Sea, the sea beast race wouldn't bother with them.

But things are different now, because the West Sea Dragon King's wife was assassinated by the Nightmare Suppression gang.

The Dragon King of the West Sea hasn't come out yet. If the contents of the letter are genuine, then the Dragon King of the West Sea, who is sealed inside the Dragon Palace, will definitely come out.

"The content is definitely authentic, but what we saw was not from your western state, but from the Xia Yu Dynasty. You should also know that when Xia Yu was worshipping his ancestors, the Nightmare Suppression gang attacked Xia Yu City in public, which offended Emperor Wusheng."

"Later, Xia Yu sealed off the entire territory, turning the door shut and beating the dog," the aunt assured the glutton.

"Anyway, you just help me deliver the letter, and when it comes to the reward, we'll split it 30/70."

The gourmand, with a look of exasperation, said, "The logic in your head is still as thuggish as ever."

After the aunt mentioned splitting the profits 30/70, the gourmand understood what she meant.

She was certain that she had seen the Nightmare Suppressors, but those Nightmare Suppressors were from the Central Plains, because the Xia Yu Dynasty emperor had fled to the Western Plains in a fit of rage. They were not the native creatures of the Western Plains who devoured living beings without spitting out their bones.

The gourmets would call my aunt's actions a genius at cheating out bonuses and living off welfare.

How would I know what sect the Nightmare Town followers belong to? I'm just asking if you're a Nightmare Town follower!

………………

After discussing the matter of sending the letter, the aunt took out the packed food she had brought with her and placed it on the table, preparing to catch up with her old classmate. The gourmand did not raise any objections and gestured to the servants in the mansion to bring up his fine wine.

A 70-centimeter-tall earthenware jar was carried to the glutton by the shrimp soldiers and crab generals. The jar was filled with fragrant water-element spirit wine. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals in charge of setting up the scene also brought out a wine jar, the liquid of which was the same spirit wine as the earthenware jar in front of the glutton.

"Come on, let's have a drink!"

The old glutton, still in its original form, reached out and grasped the earthenware jar in front of it. A smile appeared on its snake face as it poured all the wine from the jar into its mouth.

"Aren't you going to sit down and eat some food?"

When the aunt saw the old man's strange behavior, she couldn't help but ask him about it.

"I can't sit there."

After downing a mouthful of strong liquor, the glutton said, "My body is far too obese. Taking on a human form would be a great burden for me, and I'm worried that you wouldn't be able to eat in your orc form. So, that's settled. I hope you all have a pleasant chat!"

The glutton's food consists entirely of spiritual objects, containing a considerable amount of spiritual energy. In addition, his eating method can be described as dumping food, where he opens his mouth wide and lets his servants frantically pour it into his mouth, then swallows it all in one big gulp.

The amount of spiritual energy ingested through food is too enormous. If the glutton were to manifest a human form now, given the fragility of the human form, it might be so intense that its flesh would crack.

Therefore, the glutton usually maintains its original form when acting, and only activates its orc form when it needs to fight or in other situations.