74: The Peak of Eagle Life After Death

The Peak of Eagle Life After Death

Lin Mufeng took a closer look. The beak of the eagle was indeed silver!

Everyone knew that it was a unique trait of the Silver Moon Demon King!

If any unfortunate eagle demon had the same silver beak, the Demon King would chop it off or kill them!

He thought about the drastic changes of the mountain demons.

It was confirmed. This eagle in the clay pot was the Silver Moon Demon King!

Lin Mufeng felt like someone was choking him. It was hard to breathe.

The Silver Moon Demon King was a famous bigshot, but he ended up in a pot of soup!

Horrifying and astounding!

He was unsure of what the Demon King did to offend the expert. What a tragic ending. He needed to be careful from now on and try his best not to displease the expert.

Lin Qingyun saw the floating herbs, too, and had a shocked expression on her cute face. She asked, "Mr. Li, that's… the Spiritual Herbs?"

"Yeah." Li Nianfan smiled and said, "Daji's no longer hurt, so I have no use for these herbs. However, it seems like they're good for making medicinal soups."

Truthfully, he thought that the Spiritual Herbs given by the Holy Emperor and Lin Qingyun were normal medicinal herbs. They did not give him the premium healing herbs since Daji and himself were ordinary. 

Since the Spiritual Herbs were pretty normal, their medical properties would be mild. That was how he got the idea of making medicinal soup.

The herbs were nicely grown and he did not need much of it. It was exactly like chives. He could throw in a heap of herbs into his cooking anytime—it was perfect.

Lin Qingyun was stunned.

No use for Spiritual Herbs?

She laughed wryly inside.

Of course, why would Spiritual Herbs be of any use for an expert like him? It was a mere decoration to him.

Her father was right. The expert was totally testing their sincerity last time.

Lin Qingyun and Lin Mufeng breathed in at the same time and tried to calm their racing hearts.

Bark! 

Blackie came out of the room and ran to Li Nianfan, snuggling against his legs.

"Blackie, stop it. You'll have yours!" Li Nianfan held Blackie down and frowned. "I feel like something's missing."

He thought about it and had an idea. He went over to the rockery. "Buddy, give me five drops of jello."

Drip drop!

Five drops of jello dripped out fast.

Li Nianfan took the five drops of jello and put them into the clay pot without hesitation. He smiled and thought to himself, 'That's more like it. My taste in delicious food is flawless.'

Li Nianfan came to the Immortal Realm alone and he was an ordinary man. Therefore, good food became his biggest joy. He would do anything to cook his food to perfection.

Lin Qingyun and Lin Mufeng on the other hand were gobsmacked by his actions. Their minds stopped working and their mouths were O-shaped.

Li Nianfan looked at them and felt proud of himself.

'Haha, they've been enslaved by my fantastic food.'

Immortals still had desires. One of the biggest desires in life that everyone was born with was the desire to eat!

Immortals might practice inedia, but clearly, they could not resist the temptation of good food.

His tasty cooking tempted Immortals, too.

Li Nianfan was pleased with himself. Mortals were the envy of the Gods above!

"Let's dig in."

A simple phrase brought Lin Qingyun and Lin Mufeng back to reality.

They shut their jaws. Nobody had time to be shocked. They were busy wanting to eat good food.

Heavenly soup!

This was heavenly soup for sure!

Spirit wood as firewood, Dragon Fire Peal for the fire, Spiritual Water for the soup, a touch of Spiritual Herbs, some Thousand-Year Black Ice, and a slow-simmered Silver Moon Demon King!

If anyone knew about this, they would lose their minds.

Lin Mufeng looked at the Silver Moon Demon King that rested in peace. He had a complex feeling and thought to himself, 'Bro, you'd never expect this but you reached your peak after your death.'

Xiao Bai scooped a serving of soup for everyone including Blackie.

Blackie rushed towards his dog bowl and dug in.

Slurp!

Blackie slurped the mushroom eagle soup and wagged his tail from left to right at a fast pace.

Li Nianfan shook his head and smiled. "Slow down and be careful, it's hot!"

Lin Qingyun and Lin Mufeng looked at Blackie who was chomping down on the soup. They both gulped.

They were already hungry. Seeing Blackie enjoying the soup was like teasing a kitten. They could not help themselves.

'Stay calm, we must stay calm! Nothing's happening. We must protect our integrity and image in front of the expert.' They kept thinking to themselves. They purposefully stayed elegant as they picked up their bowls.

Lin Mufeng was trembling while holding the bowl carefully.

The bowl was a small, delicate Chinese ceramic bowl. The bottom of the bowl was as white as jade. The green lines on the bowl were like smoke and water—a wonderful layered design. Beautiful!

He blew on the soup gently. The golden oil was blown away, revealing the milky white soup. It smelled delicious and intoxicating.

He could not bear it any longer. He took a sip and was blown away.

The soup moved in between his teeth and lips and the taste was indescribable. His mouth was filled with a lasting aroma.

The soup went down his throat.

He felt cozy and warm once he swallowed the soup. He could not forget about the lasting aroma. It was a special concoction—an aroma of Spiritual Herbs and eagle meat. He enjoyed it very much.

Delicious!

It was so delicious!

Not only was the soup luxurious, but it was also super tasty!2

Lin Mufeng was so moved, he wanted to cry.

'Sniff, sniff. Never in my life did I think I'd have the honor to taste rare food like this. I can die happy with no regrets!

'Mr. Li's my noble savior. He's so kind to me.'

At a moment like this, he felt lucky. Even if the soup was not luxurious and was just a normal bowl of soup, he would still feel blessed by how amazing it tasted! This experience was priceless!

Lin Mufeng could no longer suppress his desires. He wanted to press the bowl against his face.

Gulp.

He chugged down the soup in one go like a glass of fine wine. He licked his lips and enjoyed the sweet aftertaste. 

He held his empty bowl and stared at the remaining soup in the pot. He was about to shamelessly ask for another serving but he suddenly felt like he was burning up.

Bam!

His mind was blown wide open before he gave it a second thought. He felt something pouring in like crazy. He was suddenly malfunctioning.

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