Cultivation Food Stall, Goes Viral Upon Opening

Good news, Lu Wu has transmigrated to the cultivation world where people can achieve immortality through practice.

Bad news, Lu Wu is a little waste with no spiritual roots.

Good news, ...

Chapter 75 You're not good enough

Humans cannot resist meat, and so can animals.

When the marbled pork sizzled and glistened by the fire, the dragon knew that it would never escape the clutches of this wretched woman.

No wonder she's the woman he both loves and hates; she knows how to manipulate him.

Ke Long's heart and soul became completely devoted to this woman.

I just want... to eat more.

The evil dragon stared intently.

He watched as the small pieces of meat slowly turned from reddish-brown to an enticing golden-brown after being roasted at high temperatures.

The faint glow of the fire fell on the roasting meat, coating it with a soft sheen.

When Lu Wu brushed oil and seasoning onto the roasted meat, the meat could be seen trembling slightly due to the force of his brush.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, these roasted meats are top-notch.

Everyone was speechless.

The tense atmosphere that had just been building up suddenly dissipated.

For the sake of this roast meat, humans and beasts turned hostility into friendship. Even Huo Huo temporarily put aside his desire to peck the evil dragon to death and squatted down next to Lu Wu, waiting quietly.

The scene was quiet.

The remaining firewood occasionally emitted slight popping sounds, along with suppressed "gulping" sounds of swallowing saliva.

The reactions of humans and beasts were so uniform.

"Chirp chirp!"

As an omnivorous bird and the most powerful creature present, Huo Huo chirped softly, asking when the roasted meat would be ready.

I'm so hungry!

This bird has lived for so many years and has never tasted such delicious meat.

What a miserable life those birds used to live!

Sure enough, the heartbreaking images that occasionally flashed through the bird's mind were all fake.

"Alright, alright."

"Eat."

There was a large quantity of meat. Lu Wu divided the roasted meat among the humans and beasts, and then took a skewer for himself, put it to his mouth, opened his mouth, and took a bite.

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

The pressure applied at the moment the teeth bite down causes the fat from the roasted meat to spread throughout the mouth.

Lu Wu's control of the heat was perfect; the crispy outer layer could not hide the tenderness inside.

The chewy chunks of meat were very springy.

The aroma of the grilled meat mixed with the seasonings dominates every corner of the mouth with an extremely powerful presence.

The unique smoky flavor of firewood blends perfectly into the grilled meat, completely awakening the taste buds.

The different layers of texture make each bite a new experience.

All the waiting paid off perfectly at this moment.

"roar!"

The wicked dragon, unable to stop eating, no longer concealed its identity and let out a joyful roar.

The surrounding heat is clearly rising.

Qin Zhan and the others sensed something, but right now, all they wanted to do was fight this little devil of a roasted meat stall for three hundred rounds.

How could mere high temperatures shake their resolve?

"Mmm, delicious!"

Lou Xiaotian let out an inhuman scream, his mouth glistening with oil.

The aloof and cool guy I first met is gone forever.

Jiang Yunhe demurely wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, while his tongue swept across his lips, bringing the oil-soaked seasonings into his mouth.

Not a single bit is wasted.

His hand subtly reached out towards Qin Zhan beside him.

He finished eating, but his appetite was still not satisfied.

Thinking of himself, he decided to betray his good brother.

Brothers are there to help you achieve your goals.

Jiang Yunhe was unreasonable but also arrogant.

But he didn't know that Qin Zhan was already on guard.

Such incidents of scrambling for food are not uncommon among diners in Luwu.

Brothers turning against each other, fathers and sons becoming enemies—these are all things that happen every time Lu Wu sets up his stall.

Qin Zhan, who almost betrayed his master and ancestors for half a pork knuckle, felt this deeply.

So the moment he realized Jiang Yunhe was about to make a move, Qin Zhan raised the roasted meat in his hand to his face and licked it all over.

Is it disgusting?

Yes, to some extent.

Lu Wu looked away with a complicated expression, and Jiang Yunhe silently withdrew his hand, leaving Qin Zhan with a "wait and see" look.

A smug Qin Zhan believed he had won again.

But he forgot that besides the hygienic humans, there were also beasts who liked to act on their instincts.

In particular, among these beasts is a wicked dragon with a black heart and absolutely no sense of cleanliness.

"Slurp!"

A huge tongue licked past Qin Zhan, and the skewers of roasted meat that were covered in Qin Zhan's saliva were snatched away by the evil dragon's tongue.

The evil dragon, driven by its desire to eat this roasted meat, used its true form.

The enormous and slender dragon body lay behind Qin Zhan, its sharp claws resting on Qin Zhan's shoulders, the force of which prevented Qin Zhan from even turning around.

The evil dragon had large eyes that swept over Qin Zhan with a casual warning.

Qin Zhan, who was "raised" by the dragon, dared not speak out against his anger.

He just stared blankly at his empty hands, a sad expression on his face.

He shouldn't have been so cocky.

Indeed, the best things are only truly yours when you eat them.

Compared to Qin Zhan's grief, the evil dragon stroked its beard, swayed its head, and slowly savored its spoils.

The dragon ate it.

Long Kaixin.

However, his body was too big, and this amount of roasted meat was just a drop in the ocean for him.

In the end, the evil dragon transformed back into a small snake, holding the roasted meat in its arms and filling its belly.

"belch!"

Finally, the dragon was full.

He burped, looking completely satisfied.

Then he lay completely flat at Lu Wu's feet, his tail rubbing against Lu Wu's skirt intermittently.

The dragon resigned itself to its fate.

Whether you stick your neck out or not, you'll still get stabbed.

Even if a dragon is to die, it must die gracefully.

Lu Wu chuckled and touched the other's scales; the dusty, gray scales indicated that this wicked dragon was in bad shape.

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