Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil
Chapter 120 - 0120: Roasting Demon Beast (3rd Update)

Chapter 120: Chapter 0120: Roasting Demon Beast (3rd Update)

"Phew! This is the place."

Amidst the wild forest, after darting around, Ye Qingfeng found an open space against a hill.

After all, the Monster Beast Desolate City isn’t entirely made of crumbling skyscrapers.

There are also woodlands and wilderness.

Without ruins for shelter, it’s best to find a safe spot leaning against a hill.

"Swish!"

Ye Qingfeng leaned against the hill and lit a pile of dry branches in front of him.

Then, Ye Qingfeng retrieved a few items from the inner space of the Devouring Sky Pearl.

"Beast Meat!"

Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly and pulled out a piece of meat containing the power of a demon beast.

After washing it with clean water, he pierced it with a dagger and began roasting it over the fire.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!!!"

Soon, the tight and firm demon beast meat started oozing with golden oil.

As the oil dripped onto the burning wood, the air was filled with the rich aroma of meat.

"This smell is way better than the meat of those farmed livestock in the Base City!"

Ye Qingfeng sniffed, and the intense aroma, mixed with the fragrance of grass and wood, wafted into his nose.

"Kid, you sure know how to enjoy life!"

Unbeknownst to him, the Grave-digging Dragon had already sprawled beside the bonfire, drooling at the corners of its mouth.

Its eyes were fixed on the demon beast meat roasting over the fire.

"Done causing trouble?"

Ye Qingfeng glanced at the Grave-digging Dragon, whose dragon face was beaming with delight.

And its claws were covered in dirt.

He knew some demon beast in the Monster Beast Desolate City was in trouble.

"Pah! Ye, stop talking nonsense, or Lord Dragon will suppress you on the spot."

The Grave-digging Dragon’s face showed a trace of human-like anger.

Clearly, it was displeased with Ye Qingfeng’s choice of words.

In response, Ye Qingfeng just smiled slightly.

Then he took out a previously prepared wooden box, which was a multi-functional spice box.

Subsequently, Ye Qingfeng took out some seasonings and evenly sprinkled them over the golden meat.

Instantly, an enticing aroma of food spread through the air.

"Hiss!"

The Grave-digging Dragon’s eyes lit up instantly, and it sniffed vigorously, drool dripping at this moment.

"Kid, what have you added! Your culinary skills are even more extraordinary than your martial arts talent!"

The Grave-digging Dragon exclaimed in admiration.

"Just some salt and cumin."

Ye Qingfeng smiled lightly.

In his past life as an Immortal Venerable, besides cultivation, his greatest passion was cooking food.

In the Cultivation World, things like Fiery Flame Qilin, Heavenly Wind Phoenix, Red-eyed Jiao Dragon, Golden Lion King...

Now that taste, that’s what’s rare in the world.

Therefore, on Earth, Ye Qingfeng couldn’t drop this hobby either, always carrying a spice box with him.

"Not bad, not bad, looks like Lord Dragon will have a feast."

For the first time, the Grave-digging Dragon looked at Ye Qingfeng with some affection.

"Do you even need to eat?"

Ye Qingfeng teased, while flipping the golden roasted meat.

"Who says Lord Dragon can’t eat, the flesh and blood of demon beasts can be absorbed by martial artists."

"Naturally, Lord Dragon can absorb it too. When Lord Dragon recovers, I’ll shake the heavens and earth, certainly won’t forget you, Ye."

The Grave-digging Dragon sneered, opening its mouth.

"Seems like there’s quite a connection between demon beasts and martial artists?"

Ye Qingfeng chuckled softly.

"Of course, the bloodlines of human martial artists are inherently weak, but why are the bloodline powers from some top forces so strong? It’s because they absorbed demon beast bloodlines, thus growing step by step."

The Grave-digging Dragon explained, its eyes fixed on the demon beast meat in Ye Qingfeng’s hands.

"It’s a pity that only King Beasts and above can produce essence blood!"

Ye Qingfeng turned the golden roasted meat, dripping with oil.

Slightly wistful, he spoke.

His bloodline in the Extraordinary Realm’s Ye Family was extracted by the Xue Family.

Now, at a low martial artist realm, it isn’t noticeable.

But when reaching the level of a War King expert.

Without bloodline power, or with weak bloodline power.

Compared to martial artists with strong bloodline power, it’s a world of difference.

"Ye, don’t play games with Lord Dragon, what are King Beasts in front of Lord Dragon, they can only kneel and present their essence blood obediently!"

The Grave-digging Dragon sneered.

It clearly understood the implication in Ye Qingfeng’s words.

"Tch! Kid, this low-level Copper-haired Wild Boar can only strengthen the body, it doesn’t help with the bloodline at all."

"If you want Lord Dragon’s help to restore your bloodline, let’s see how you perform..."

The Grave-digging Dragon raised its proud head.

Seemingly mocking Ye Qingfeng.

"Is that so! Then never mind, life is about enjoyment, whether or not I have the power of a bloodline doesn’t matter."

Ye Qingfeng sighed lightly, an indescribable calmness engulfed his entire being.

Yet, in the next moment, he sliced off a large chunk of the golden, somewhat crispy demon beast meat with a short knife and took a bite.

"Hiss!"

An indescribable glorious aroma seeped through Ye Qingfeng’s white teeth.

Accompanied by the crunch of chewing.

Suddenly, the Grave-digging Dragon’s eyes widened, its drool dripping onto the ground.

"Ye, Lord Dragon agrees to help you restore your bloodline power, but... you must share a portion of future roasted meat with Lord Dragon."

The Grave-digging Dragon’s voice sounded like a roar.

Then, Ye Qingfeng felt a gust of wind.

The Grave-digging Dragon swept past like a black whirlwind, and the beast meat in Ye Qingfeng’s hands disappeared.

"Crunch! Crunch!"

Ye Qingfeng only heard the sound of chewing.

Then the Grave-digging Dragon extended its tongue, licked, and the large piece of beast meat vanished.

Seeing this, Ye Qingfeng couldn’t help but smile wryly.

This Grave-digging Dragon not only loves grave robbing but is also a foodie.

However, Ye Qingfeng had slain quite a few demon beasts today, so there was plenty of beast meat.

Piece by piece, beast meat was roasted over the fire, seasoned by Ye Qingfeng.

The aroma filled the air, and the Grave-digging Dragon lay on the ground watching eagerly.

Its demeanor was completely different from the previous bluster of wanting to shake the heavens and earth.

"Done!"

After half an hour, Ye Qingfeng spoke softly.

Hearing Ye Qingfeng’s words, the Grave-digging Dragon’s eyes lit up.

It lunged forward and snatched the beast meat from the fire.

Devouring it with huffing and puffing.

In less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, those dozens of huge pieces of beast meat were completely devoured by the Grave-digging Dragon.

"Are you a dog? Did your previous owner abandon you because they couldn’t afford to feed you?"

Chewing on demon beast meat, Ye Qingfeng took a gulp of strong wine and stared dumbfoundedly at the Grave-digging Dragon.

"Ye, watch your words, Lord Dragon has only ever had pets, who dares to be the master of Lord Dragon."

The Grave-digging Dragon roared, looking at Ye Qingfeng disdainfully.

"Eat less, the demon beasts of the Monster Beast Desolate City are not easy to deal with."

Ye Qingfeng spoke lightly.

The way the Grave-digging Dragon ate.

Ye Qingfeng was truly worried that the slain demon beasts might not be enough to satisfy his appetite.