In Xizhou, within the Divine Spear Sect located on the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains, a group of elders were gathered around a device, discussing animatedly.

"The intensity of the ghostly aura has increased by several points again. Haven't we found the source yet?"

As one of the major sects in Xizhou, the Divine Spear Sect is not located in a prosperous area, but rather connected to the Ten Thousand Mountains.

It's not about escaping the world, but about guarding the gates of hell.

Thousands of years ago, a bronze gate that could connect to the ghost realm appeared deep in these mountains. On the day the gate opened, countless ghosts appeared in the Qingyuan Realm.

A parade of a hundred demons.

Those ghosts were utterly irrational, killing anyone they saw, causing considerable damage to Xizhou at the time.

The death toll was high.

Later, a man came along, carrying a gun, and slaughtered all the ghosts, driving them back to the ghost realm.

To be honest, the Divine Spear Sect has nothing to do with that spear master. It's just a sect created by a group of people who were saved by the Spear God.

Even after the Gun God disappeared, they remained here, taking it upon themselves to guard the Gate of Hell.

Unbeknownst to many, it has become one of the major categories.

The Ghost Gate, which had been benign for many years, has recently shown unusual activity. They detected a continuous surge in the concentration of ghostly energy, a sign that the Ghost Gate is reopening.

It should be noted that the Ghost Realm is not Hell, but rather a small, independent world similar to the Azure Origin Realm.

The creatures that lived in that world were inherently ferocious and murderous. Because they were surrounded by black, smoky mist and resembled evil spirits, they were called ghosts.

This ghost is not the same kind as the spirit that Zhang Yue controls.

Give me a little more time.

An old man with a white beard squatted down next to someone and kept calculating with his fingers.

Years have passed, and the world has changed.

The Ghost Gate still exists in the mountains, but its exact location has changed.

He is calculating.

Spiritual energy flowed into the instrument, and countless complex and obscure arrays enveloped it. In a flash of spiritual light, a figure burst out of the instrument and transformed into a place.

It was a small grove of trees, where a group of rabbits lived.

Most monsters are evolved from plants and animals that absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, thus gaining intelligence, but not all plants and animals can break free from their shackles.

As rabbits are at the bottom of the food chain, very few monsters of the rabbit race have appeared to date.

But now, through the light and shadow, the people of the Divine Spear Sect could see the astonishing red light and ferocity in the rabbits' eyes, as well as the black smoke drifting from their bodies.

"It's ghostly energy!"

The elders looked solemn.

"It seems that the gates of hell haven't been fully opened yet, but the escaping ghostly energy is already infecting the surrounding area."

One of the reasons they feared the Ghost Realm so much was that the ghostly energy would corrupt the creatures of the Azure Origin Realm, causing the uncivilized to develop intelligence, but instead giving rise to malevolent spirits.

Those who already possess intelligence will be doubly dangerous.

If cultivators are exposed to ghostly energy for too long, their rationality will also be eroded.

There were quite a few backstabbing incidents caused by this back then.

Fortunately, they now have elixirs and magical artifacts that can resist the erosion of ghostly energy.

"Found it."

The white-bearded man clasped his hands together in surprise, drawing everyone's attention.

A map of the Ten Thousand Mountains was laid out in front of everyone, and a red dot lit up a certain place.

"This is it."

They can delay the opening of the gates of hell by finding the places where the ghostly energy appears and plugging the leaks.

"There's no time to lose, let's get moving."

An elder acted swiftly and decisively, going out to muster troops in the blink of an eye. He would lead the team to suppress this ghostly incident.

...

Deep in the mountains, Lu Wu, unaware that someone was about to arrive, was lifting the lid of the pot.

The spicy rabbit head is cooked through.

Lu Wu then sprinkled a little more Sichuan peppercorn powder, sesame oil, and sesame seeds on top, and it was officially ready to serve.

"Chirp chirp!"

Huo Huo bounced on Lu Wu's shoulder, its wings flapping to express its eager desire.

It smells so good, I want to eat it.

Lu Wu wholeheartedly agreed.

But here's the problem: there are only three rabbit heads, but there's one person and five animals on the scene. How can they be distributed fairly?

Lu Wu's gaze lingered on the two foxes. Having graduated long ago, Lu Wu was still facing the difficult problem of math-based job assignments and was a little lost.

"Chirp!"

"Little Wuwu, have one."

Huo Huo spoke up.

She is the leader of the beasts, a sentiment echoed by Gou Aotian and Mimi.

The owner definitely has one all to himself.

With the remaining two rabbit heads, Huo Huo picked one up and placed it in front of the two foxes.

"Chirp!"

eat!

Firefly flapped its wings generously, and the last one was divided equally among the three little ones.

Although the amount was small, enough for a large-eating monster to only taste a bit, it was still sufficient.

Anyway, this is only the first day of setting up a stall, there will be plenty of food to eat later.

Besides, after tasting the rabbit heads, they had already decided to exterminate the entire rabbit population later.

Rabbit: Extinction? You underestimate us corrupted rabbits!

The fully cooked rabbit head is coated with red oil and chili, its surface glistening with an oily sheen. A few peppercorns are hidden in the soft meat, blending together perfectly, waiting to surprise diners.

The overall color is bright, and the aroma of spicy and numbing flavors mixed with the fragrance of soy sauce is so enticing that it makes your mouth water.

My appetite has returned.

Lu Wu took a small bite of the rabbit head, a look of enjoyment on her face.

The three little ones had identical expressions.

The two foxes, however, hesitated, looking at the rabbit's head that emitted a pungent odor and then at the reactions of the humans and beasts.

It smells delicious, but is this stuff really edible?

Those rabbits were emitting black smoke.

Isn't it said that you have to be careful when you run into someone wearing smoky eye makeup these days?

Are you just going to eat it like that?

Rabbit meat shrinks slightly during high-temperature cooking, but it is not dry at all; instead, it becomes tender and flavorful.

Without the skin covering it, the shredded meat, now layered and soaked in sauce, is extremely tender.

The aroma of spices such as star anise and cinnamon permeates the meat thoroughly, creating a complex and indescribable flavor that makes it so delicious you can't stop eating.

Lu Wu licked his lips, taking away some sesame seeds and sauce.

The sesame seeds, added as a topping, enhance the flavor and make the taste even better.

The rabbit head was cooked until it was very juicy, so it still had a faint aroma of caramelized meat.

The savory and sweet aftertaste of the braising sauce is most pronounced when the plump, tender meat slowly melts in your mouth.

But when you let your guard down, the numbing and spicy flavor will take over gradually, occupying every inch of your mouth and making it impossible for you to ignore the spiciness.

"Meow!"

The kitten stuck out its tongue, breathing heavily to cool itself down from the spiciness.

He hadn't been with Lu Wu for very long, and this was the first time he'd ever eaten something with such a strong flavor.

It's ruthless, so spicy it feels like your skull is about to take off.

But it was also very enjoyable.

Compared to this rabbit head, the wild rabbits he used to hunt in the mountains behind Tianfo Temple were nothing but a pile of poop.

Oh no, he's a cat, not Big Yellow, so he doesn't eat poop.

The slandered Big Yellow seemed to sense something, glanced at Mimi, flicked its tail, and then immersed itself in the delicious rabbit head again.

The numbing sensation of Sichuan peppercorns and the spiciness of chili peppers build up until your lips start to feel numb.

I kept eating and eating, I just couldn't stop.

The ghost race in the ghost realm, caused by the incompatibility of ghostly energy and spiritual energy.

Gun God Sect

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