Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 106 - 75 Fire Grilled... Blade Beast Meat_2

Chapter 106: Chapter 75 Fire Grilled... Blade Beast Meat_2

Wang Jixuan:...

Why does the Daoist actually feel a bit moved?

Recalling something, he turned and ran to the corner, pulled out a chunk of emerald Blade Beast thigh from the cooling box, and dashed to the outdoor workshop.

Ms. Wan asked in astonishment, "What is Xiao Wang doing with a piece of Blade Beast meat?"

"Hmm?"

Despite her confusion, Lingtong was somewhat accustomed to it.

"Ms. Wan, don’t worry about him, his nickname shouldn’t be Black Storm... it should be ’Incredible’.

"Just relax, it’s not like he’s going to roast the Blade Beast meat to eat."

Ms. Wan breathed a sigh of relief, "Maybe he needs it for forging the Demon-breaking Dagger or something..."

Clang, clang, clang!

The sound of chopping frozen meat came from outside, and Wan Xiaoqi stopped what she was doing, curious, and ran over to watch the fun.

Soon, Wan Xiaoqi let out a shriek, "You can’t roast it like that! It’ll explode!"

Lingtong threw down her chopsticks and jumped over with a twist of her head.

As soon as she arrived, she witnessed a miraculous scene:

Wearing thick gloves, Wang Jixuan with a self-made iron skewer, threaded chunks of emerald meat the size of longan fruit, and placed them slowly rotating beside the melting furnace.

The meat made a sizzling sound.

Wisps of white smoke rose from them, which Wang Jixuan blew on, making the smoke seep back into the meat.

A rich aroma of meat filled the workshop.

In front of them, Wang Jixuan was relatively restrained, not using Spiritual Sense or Spiritual Energy to manipulate objects, instead he reached for several spices prepared in advance with outstretched arms and sprinkled them in sequence on the skewer.

A hint of herby freshness added to the aroma of the meat.

Wan Xiaoqi swallowed hard.

Lingtong frowned and tilted her head.

A few minutes later, those emerald chunks of meat gradually developed a crusty char, Wang Jixuan pinched off a piece and tossed it into his mouth, chewing twice before a stream of pure Spiritual Energy flowed into his body.

Wang Jixuan calculated inwardly.

To an observer, it looked like ordinary roasted meat, but in reality, it used Qi to harmonize the Spiritual Power within, purifying those extremely faint traces of Residual Soul Resentment in the Blade Beast meat.

This required the expenditure of his own Mana.

But now, if he ate all of this roasted string of meat, it would not only replenish the Mana he’d expended but also yield a neat ’return.’

By spending time roasting Blade Beast meat, overall efficiency could increase by fifty percent compared to No Crystal Core Spirit Releasing meditation, which was very cost-effective.

It just wasn’t easy to digest.

Daoist Wang expressed his admiration.

"Not bad."

Then, Wang Jixuan turned to look at the few people gaping at him and approached with the skewer.

Uncle Tai and his family were so frightened that they hastily retreated.

Lingtong stepped forward out of curiosity to closely examine the skewer, playfully lifted a strand of hair by her ear, leaned in with her head lowered, and subconsciously closed her eyes, opening her slightly moist lips.

Wang Jixuan, having already taken off one piece of the meat, felt a bit awkward, then with a deft flick, he popped it into Lingtong’s mouth.

After chewing a couple of times, Lingtong opened her eyes and looked at Wang Jixuan, with starlight twinkling at the corner of her eyes.

"Delicious!"

"Nourishing, the key is nourishing! Don’t try this yourselves, it can be very dangerous."

Wang Jixuan laughed and said,

"This food will help strengthen your body and relieve the pressure in your brain, take it and eat."

"You hold it for me, I’m still a bit... not quite used to this kind of ingredient."

"Sure," Wang Jixuan called out, "Come here, let me put it on a plate for you..."

The two walked to the table as if nobody else was there.

Ms. Wan glanced at Uncle Tai, and the couple simultaneously swallowed hard and each gave Wan Xiaoqi a smack on the head, one from the left and one from the right.

"Dad! Mom! Why are you hitting me!"

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!"

"Then you’re not dreaming," Uncle Tai said, lifting a hand to his forehead, "Mr. Wang is just amazing, how does he do it? For all these years, every attempt to cook Blade Beast meat slightly resulted in explosions and the release of toxic substances. In experiments, animals that ate raw Blade Beast meat all went mad."

Ms. Wan muttered quietly, "Instead of that, shouldn’t he have just pinched and fed Lingtong directly earlier? He actually flicked it over... Really, this is outrageous!"

Wan Xiaoqi made a face and ran over to nibble on some Blade Beast Meat to try it out.

Uncle Tai pondered for a moment, "Wife, what do you say about me going to get a senior nutritionist certification now, can I scrape a third authorship from the paper on ’Methods of Consuming Blade Beast Meat’?"

Ms. Wan:...

At the dinner table, Daoist Wang, who was completely unconcerned about the minor incident of grilling Blade Beast Meat, had already begun discussing the next course of action with Lingtong.

"Is that enough to eat? If not, I’ll grill a couple more skewers."

"It’s enough, I had a part of my stomach removed, I can’t eat too much, I’ll eat next meal. I’m going to scout the tracks of the Blade Beasts later, hunt for some Blade Beast Meat, and get you some Crystal Cores."

"Make sure the barbecued meat is sufficient... Oh right, are there any gestures that are particularly offensive?"

"Middle finger?"

"Doesn’t feel offensive enough."

"Thumb and index finger about to touch but not touching, a gap of three millimeters, and the other three fingers closed together."

"Huh? What does that mean?" Wang Jixuan asked, his face full of innocence.

Lingtong:...

Heads down, eating in silence.

...

Two hours later.

The quadrotor flying device parked at the surface military camp of the Fortress hadn’t even had time to shut down its engines.

Uncle Feng and his four subordinates, along with the twenty-something Spiritual Ability Users they had retrieved, followed an old man and briskly walked toward the elevator ahead.

The soldiers of the Defense Army watched the old man with a hint of hostility — the Special Commissioner from Spiritual Ability City.

The old man was quite emaciated, as if a layer of skin had been wrapped around a skeleton, with liver spots dotting the back of his hands.

Although the Spiritual Ability Waves emanating from the old man were only slightly stronger than Uncle Feng’s, his status in the Spiritual Ability City was far beyond comparison with Uncle Feng’s.

The three Spiritual Ability Users he had brought with him also exuded a fierce aura, their eyes cold and sharp.

"Mr. Wei," Uncle Feng said with a smile, "The signal from Meng Caiyuan’s Nutrition Storage is on the seventh level of this Fortress."

"Go straight there, knock out anyone who interferes immediately, and kill without mercy anyone who attacks us."

The old man replied indifferently:

"I don’t care what you all did before.

"Take this moment as the starting point for us to regain our influence in the D5 combat zone. Anyone who messes up next, go find the tribunal yourself."

The group of Spiritual Ability Users remained silent as if chilled to the bone.

The elevator descended rapidly, carrying the old man to the sixth level of the Fortress, where he transferred to the central elevator to the seventh level, and the group of Spiritual Ability Users quickly reached the central hospital on the seventh level.

Uncle Feng, who was at the forefront, was just about to display the powerful oppression that a Level B Spiritual Ability User has over ordinary people.

The members of the security team in front saluted simultaneously, shouting in unison:

"Welcome, Special Commissioner Wei Linzheng from Spiritual Ability City!"

Uncle Feng was slightly stunned.

No, they weren’t like this before! They were acting all high and mighty before!

The old man gave a slight smile, nodded gently to the members of the security team, and led his people into the central hospital.

A few members of the security team finished saluting, turned around to leave, and began to accelerate into a sprint after walking a few steps.

Meng Caiyuan’s Nutrition Storage had been placed in the corner of a hospital room and was quickly surrounded by the Spiritual Ability Users.

Wei Linzheng pushed through the crowd, holding a pristine white handkerchief to his nose, and looked at the shadowy figure covered by a thick quilt inside the Nutrition Storage.

Uncle Feng personally opened the Nutrition Storage and a Spiritual Ability User pulled off the quilt, only for a spring toy to pop out from beneath it.

"Where’s Meng Caiyuan!"

Uncle Feng bellowed:

"Shouldn’t he die soon after leaving the Nutrition Storage! Search immediately! Check every place with medical equipment!"

Wei Linzheng, however, seemed indifferent.

The old man gazed at the piece of white paper stuck to the spring toy’s head, which depicted a stick figure wearing a black helmet... an exquisitely detailed figure, with both hands raising the middle finger, wobbling with the spring.

"Heh, childish."

Meanwhile.

Inside Lingtong’s supply station.

Wang Jixuan’s sword finger was pressed against the forehead of a teenager, gently drawing out, and wisp after wisp of black air flew out with his finger movements, merging into the Blade Beast Frozen Meat prepared to one side.