There was a sound of oil bursting, and immediately the fragrance filled the air.

"Ahh, boy, give it to me quickly, I can't stand it anymore. Ahh, how can there be such delicious food in this world?"

Yang Zhen slapped the mean cat's claws away and scolded, "Why are you in such a hurry? This has just begun!"

The mean cat looked at the three Lianxu period masters sitting below, pinched his waist and pointed at them and said, "Did you hear that? This is just the beginning. You guys should spit out blood quickly, otherwise if it gets cold and becomes unpalatable, you will be guilty of a great crime."

Oh my!

Yang Zhen looked up at the mean cat in surprise, and couldn't help but praise: "Mean cat, 666, this operation is good, so mean!"

He didn't intend to anger the three old men again. He was just really hungry and wanted to eat something. He didn't expect that the cheap cat would be so considerate and take the job on his own initiative.

"It's just so-so!" The mean cat said shamelessly: "Eh? Although I don't know what 666 means, boy, this 666 makes me feel very happy. You are not an ordinary person!"

Yang Zhen fiddled with the mutton while saying, "Okay, okay, cheap cat, how about a bet?"

The mean cat looked at Yang Zhen suspiciously and asked warily, "What bet?"

Yang Zhen went to the three Lianxu period masters at the foot of the mountain and said, "If you can make them vomit blood, I will cook you a dish for one, two dishes for two, and if all three vomit, I will cook you a table, and we can drink and chat until we are drunk. How do you think?"

"Hey, kid, you have wine?" The mean cat's eyes lit up.

Bang!

A bottle of fine wine appeared in front of everyone. Everyone shuddered together and looked at the cheap cat with horror. Seeing the cheap cat staring at the three Void Refinement Stage warriors with unfriendly eyes, they shuddered all over.

What the hell... Why does it feel like this cat is even more despicable than Yang Zhen?

After hearing the conversation between the two, Sect Leader Wang was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at Yang Zhen and Jianmao and said, "You...you...are good! Good!"

Before he could even finish his third "good" he saw a golden light suddenly flash across the air, followed by a yellow column of water falling from the sky, drawing a perfect arc and falling towards Sect Master Wang's head.

Sect Leader Wang stared at the sudden stream of water with a dull look in his eyes, his mouth opened in confusion.

“Quick, shut up!” Elder Qu was horrified and quickly reached out to pull Sect Leader Wang.

Sect Leader Wang came to his senses from his confusion and almost kicked Elder Qu.

Damn it, is it a question of whether to shut up or not at this time? Why don’t you get out of here quickly.

Buzz! Sect Master Wang moved, dodged the water column, and landed on the ground with a splash.

"Oh my, kid, I'm in bad shape. I spit a bubble when I was running away, but now I don't have much left. Otherwise, I would have spit it on this old man's face. If I'm lucky, I might even spit it into his mouth."

The mean cat said to Yang Zhen with a look of regret.

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded. This cheap cat actually peed in public. It was too cheap.

Yang Zhen was stunned and curled his lips, saying: "You are so young and already have kidney deficiency, that's unacceptable, look at me, I will definitely get three!"

What? When everyone heard this, they rushed out. It was fine for a cat to pee, but Yang Zhen, this bastard, was so shameless that he had to pee in public? "Ahaha, kid, I don't believe you. Pee, pee if you can, but be careful not to wet your shoes."

"Fuck, you bitch, stop looking down on me. Do you believe that I can flush these three old men with gaudy faces away with just one pee?"

"Hey, you're so annoying!"

"Oh my, the mutton is cooked!"

"Is it cooked? Is it cooked?" The mean cat drooled, his eyes rolling around, and suddenly he turned around, and a stream of crystal clear light yellow liquid flew out, splashing onto Sect Master Wang's face with a "pa" sound.

"Ahahaha, ah, I hit the target, look boy, I hit the target!"

Yang Zhen turned around with a confused look on his face and looked at the smug cat jumping up and down, then looked at Sect Master Wang who was desperately wiping his face, and opened his mouth.

“Awesome…awesome!”

"That's right, who am I? Hey, this old man is so disgusting, why doesn't he vomit blood even though he is in this state?"

The mean cat pointed at Sect Leader Wang and said with hatred, "Old man, you are really not letting me have a good meal today."

Poof! Sect Master Wang's face flushed red, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He pointed at the mean cat and said, "You...you...you...you...dead cat, you shall not die well!"

"Ahahaha, he vomited, he vomited, kid, you have to keep your word, this old man vomited."

As he spoke, the mean cat shifted his unfriendly gaze to Elder Qu.

The mean cat couldn't take it anymore, and pointed at Elder Qu and said, "Old man, as the saying goes, a full meal is better than building seven pagodas. You are such a bad old man, so just do a favor and spit a little to show your respect, okay?"

Not to mention Elder Qu, even the person standing nearby with a dazed look on his face almost vomited blood in anger after hearing these words.

Is it better to fill people's stomach with one meal than to build seven pagodas?

Where did this bitch cat hear such nonsense?

Do you have to spit out blood just because I let you eat your fill? Do you have to give up the dignity of a Void Refining Stage expert? Yang Zhen stared at the mean cat blankly, and suddenly he was a little impressed. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Vile, really mean, but what you said is right. A full meal is better than building a seven-story pagoda. There's nothing wrong with that!"

With a smug look on his face, the mean cat cupped his hands to Yang Zhen and said, "Thank you for the compliment. I am so ashamed. I have really broadened my horizons today. It turns out there are even better people among mean people. You are not bad either. You have some of my style."

Puff! The whole group of people burst into laughter, staring at Yang Zhen and Jianmao with their eyes wide open. They looked at Elder Qu and the others with some pity.

Elder Qu snorted coldly, raised his head and stared at Yang Zhen and Jianmao, then stepped back ten feet and sat down, watching his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.

Not long after, Elder Tie came over to sit next to Elder Qu without saying a word, and the two looked at each other, with flames shooting out of their eyes, obviously furious.

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Sect Leader Wang was so angry that he was panting like a cow. His eyes turned red as he stared at Yang Zhen and the mean cat. His aura was as violent as the sea and he was very irritable.

“Okay, okay, you two, you’d better stay up there and don’t fall into my hands.”

Yang Zhen and Jian Mao turned a deaf ear to it. One was fiddling with the cooked mutton while the other was busy wiping his saliva. "Boy, even though your strength is not that great, your cooking skills are incredible. I support you!"

"Of course, eat it later and I'll spray some vinegar on it!"

"Vinegar?" The mean cat's eyes lit up and he asked with great interest, "What is vinegar?"

Sizzle!

Yang Zhen poured the boiled old vinegar into the oil pan, and immediately bursts of rich vinegar aroma wafted out.

The mean cat kept sniffing, his eyes lit up: "This is good, this is good, my mouth is watering."

"No future!"

"Boy, don't look down on others. Oh my god, what's on your mouth? Isn't it saliva?"

“This is saliva!”

"Damn it, you're still a slut!"

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Ah, it's not that I don't want to eat, it's just that those two old men are being scoundrels. What can I do if they don't vomit blood?"

…

The corners of Elder Qu and Elder Tie's eyes twitched, and the sound of people swallowing saliva could be heard all around them.

It's so cheap, these two bastards are so cheap, but the stuff they made is so fragrant that people can't help drooling.

Especially the vinegar-flavored lamb chops, which were simply a killer. Seeing Yang Zhen carefully pouring hot oil and vinegar on the lamb chops, even Hua Youyue couldn't help swallowing.

Yang Zhen and Jianmao sipped their wine and smacked their meat, enjoying their meal very much. Thousands of people were stunned and looked at the three Void Refining Stage monks with smoke coming out of their heads with a blank look on their faces.

The mean cat uttered a cry, as if he had just remembered something, and asked, "Boy, how could you crawl here safely?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "Is it not okay if I have extraordinary talent?"

"Do you think I believe it?"

"You may not believe it, but what's going on here?"

"That's a long story."

…

Hearing this, everyone on the mountain and below looked startled and pricked up their ears.

(End of this chapter)