Fantasy, Gourmet, Illustrations, Comedy, Meme, Farming. The champion of dessert aesthetics: Starlight Scallop. The advanced version of Starry Pie: "Uneasy Death." Boiled Cabbage with Chicke...
A dark shadow, at least three meters tall, hovered silently in the cave.
As a negative product of the Heavenly Dao, they have always been able to disregard all kinds of rules and restrictions.
His blood-red eyes were fixed on Ye Feng.
The Demon Lord said in a hoarse voice, "You're quite capable, kid. You actually managed to fool me with your feigned death."
Ye Feng was sitting upright in a chair at the moment.
Holding chopsticks as if about to eat, he gently placed them on the plate upon hearing this.
He stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "Lord Jiemo did not use his full strength, which allowed me to barely survive for another day. I am extremely grateful."
The demon chuckled, its laughter as piercing as fingernails screeching against glass.
"You've gotten so sweet-talking in just one day. Last time you came, you went straight for the kill."
Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "I was young and ignorant last time, please don't hold it against me, Lord Jiemo."
"Lord Jiemo, are you in a hurry? If so, then by all means, attack. If not, how about letting me have a good meal before I continue my journey?"
"Hehehehe, you're so sensible, I'll let you live a full life. Eat up."
"Thank you Lord Tribulation Demon."
Ye Feng picked up his chopsticks again, feeling a little flustered. Why wasn't the Demon of Calamity reacting at all?
Has the stinky tofu lost its effectiveness?
Just as Ye Feng's chopsticks were about to touch the stinky tofu, Jie Mo's nose twitched twice.
A pair of blood-red eyes stared intently at the stinky tofu on the table.
Ye Feng picked up the stinky tofu and slowly brought it to his mouth, while Jie Mo's gaze followed the stinky tofu.
The demon's nose twitched even faster at this moment, and a small vortex even formed at its nose.
Seeing his reaction, Ye Feng spoke, his chopsticks still suspended in mid-air:
"Lord Jiemo must not have eaten anything on his journey. Why don't we eat something together?"
Please forgive me, Lord Jiemo. It was already wrong of me not to prepare a feast to welcome you. How could I let you eat my leftovers?
"How about you cook a few of Lord Jiemo's signature dishes for him now?"
The Demon Lord was desperately trying to suppress the drool that was gushing from his mouth; he had never felt this way in his more than 100 years of life.
The three small things emitted such a fragrant aroma.
I really don't know what kind of rare treasure it is. Could it be a primordial spiritual object?
Hearing Ye Feng's words, Jie Mo was overjoyed.
He thought to himself that this little brat was quite sensible; he would be ruthless when sending him on his way, to lessen his suffering.
"Well, since you're so filial, then I'll reluctantly try your food."
After saying that, he sat down across the table in an instant.
Without even using chopsticks, he shot a wisp of black smoke from his fingertips, wrapped it around the stinky tofu, and popped it into his mouth.
Crispy and tender fried tofu paired with a spicy sauce is simply heavenly.
Wow... this feeling is even more exhilarating than advancing to a higher realm...
The demon suddenly slumped into the chair, his previously ferocious face now revealing a hint of tenderness.
Ye Feng felt that dying while immersed in the taste of delicious food was one of the greatest pleasures in life.
He unleashed his flying sword and delivered a devastating blow to the Demon Lord.
Unexpected changes occurred!
The demon, who had been pierced through to the bone, was still alive.
His face instantly turned extremely ferocious, and he hissed, "You little brat, you've got some tricks up your sleeve."
If it weren't for my superior cultivation, you would have succeeded just now.
What did you just feed me? How could it affect my demonic soul?!
The demon was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.
If it weren't for the fact that my cultivation level was far superior to the opponent's and my vitality was not so strong, I would have really fallen for their trick just now.
At the same time, I was also very terrified.
This is the first time something has been able to affect their Demon Clan!
While remaining wary, Ye Feng sincerely said, "I dare not hide it from you, sir, what you ate was poop."
The demon was taken aback and asked, "What is 'Papa'? Is it a primordial elixir?"
Only innate spiritual medicines could affect the Demon Clan, right?
"No, poop is shit. And I'd like to give you some advice, you little devil."
Please leave. If you don't leave, I'm going to beat you to death. You're no match for me now.
Don't say you weren't warned!
The Demon of Calamity instantly flew into a rage: "I, a member of the mighty Demon Clan, born of the will of heaven and earth, can kill you as easily as crushing an ant..."
Ye Feng interrupted him: "You ate shit."
The Demon of Calamity: "With a hundred years of cultivation, I have robbed and killed countless cultivators..."
Ye Feng interrupted again: "You ate shit."
Demon Lord: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Ye Feng said sincerely, "Really, you ate shit."
"You little brat, prepare to die!" The Demon Lord's face twisted in rage as he roared and attacked Ye Feng.
Ye Feng reacted quickly, tossing out a bucket of stinky tofu with a flick of his wrist.
The demon that had been transformed into black smoke suddenly turned into a gaping maw.
He swallowed the whole bucket of stinky tofu in one gulp.
Having just swallowed the stinky tofu bucket, the demon revealed its true form.
He collapsed to the ground, a blissful expression on his face.
Ye Feng unleashed his flying sword, delivering another devastating blow to the Demon Lord.
Unexpectedly, the Demon Lord was still alive, and with a roar, he attacked again.
Ye Feng immediately threw out another bucket of stinky tofu...
And so, every time Jie Mo finished eating stinky tofu, Ye Feng would stab him with a sword.
After stabbing the Demon Lord, it woke up and wanted to kill Ye Feng. Ye Feng then threw a bucket of stinky tofu at it and stabbed it again...
It wasn't until thirty-six buckets of stinky tofu were thrown at him and he was stabbed a full 37 times that the Demon Lord's body began to shatter.
The Demon Lord beamed with a blissful smile: "I have no regrets about my life."
I remember running in the sunset that afternoon; that was my lost youth…
Ye Feng was silent for a moment, then said softly, "You've eaten shit."
The Demon Lord's expression froze instantly, his finger trembling as he pointed at Jiang Feng: "You..."
With a snap, the Demon of Calamity was completely shattered into pieces and disappeared.
Ye Feng breathed a long sigh of relief.
I've finally made it through! I can finally focus on researching delicious food again. Just thinking about it makes me incredibly happy.
[Congratulations, host, for defeating the Hundred-Year Calamity Demon. Reward: Cultivation +200, 200 attribute points to allocate.]
[Defeat a Demon of a higher level to earn a reward of +200 cultivation points and 200 attribute points to allocate.]
Temporarily setting aside the cause for celebration that he had reached the early stage of Foundation Establishment, Ye Feng left the cave and went directly to the outer kitchen.
After a thrilling battle, all he wanted was to treat himself to some delicious food.
The kitchen is usually only used by the junior disciples who have just joined and are still mortal, so it seems a bit rudimentary.
After just surviving a major battle, a delicious meal is definitely the best way to reward yourself.
A cutting board that has been neglected for years and is infested with insects and ants.
A chipped and rusted kitchen knife made of ordinary iron.
[A rusty, broken-handled iron shovel made of ordinary iron]
After setting the three items aside, Ye Feng took out the things he had bought that day.
A brand new willow wood cutting board
A kitchen knife crafted from ordinary iron, gleaming and shiny.
【A brand new iron pot made from pure iron that cannot be replenished】
[Fan Tie crafts brand new iron spoons]
Freshly picked love fruits this morning
[The pork shoulder cut from the back of the foreleg of the Flame Beef slaughtered this morning has beautiful marbled fat deposits between the muscle fibers, and the meat is 3 years old.]
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