Chapter 569 - Catching onto a Lifeline
Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss
âThatâs right. It seems like that matter is indeed not a false alarm. This Shocking Thunder Beast is not as simple as an ordinary Level 8 monster beast usually is. It should have escaped from that place,â said Mo Kongyuan solemnly, keeping away his smile. He knew that Lin Cangbo was asking about the matter regarding Little Silver Ancient Mountain.
âIndeed, even I have made a misjudgment. Originally, I wanted to let Tianying try his hand at battling a monster beast, but I never thought that he almost had to take such a big loss,â said Lin Cangbo with a nod.
âLetâs talk more after getting into the carriage. We two old brothers have not seen each other for a long time, so we need to properly catch up,â Mo Kongyuan said, obviously not willing to let the outsiders around them overhear too much.
âAll right, weâll talk along the way,â said Lin Cangbo, understanding Mo Kongyuanâs intentions and taking the lead in walking to the carriage.
Zhou Zhidong looked the two old menâs receding backs, with a hundred feelings enmeshed in his heart.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
He had personally witnessed Xiao Tianyingâs cultivation. If it was already at such a high standard, then what would his masterâs cultivation be like? What about that foodie old man whom he had rolled his eyes at quite a few times along their journey? He was actually in a good relationship with both Xiao Tianying and his master... What kind of cultivation would he have?
What exactly were these peopleâs identities? Mister Lin, Mister Mo. Zhou Zhidong was silently repeating the names of the two old men when a possibility suddenly popped into his head and his jaw dropped open with a crack.
Good thing. It was a good thing that he had still remembered the emperorâs instructions and had not been too disrespectful to both of the people placed under his care along the way. It was just that when he thought about the many times he had rolled his eyes, Zhou Zhidongâs heart dropped again. âIâm not sure. Would that old man remember my enmity and avenge it?â
âAs a countryâs guardian, he shouldnât be so petty, right?â thought Zhou Zhidong to himself in comfort, but his heart was still hanging in suspense, unable to fall back down to calmer grounds.
Ling Chuxi looked at Zhou Zhidongâs tangled expression and naturally guessed at his thoughts. So, Ling Chuxi walked to Zhou Zhidongâs side, smiled and said comfortingly, âGeneral Zhou, all you need to do is prepare a few good meals. That is where that old manâs lifeline is.â After speaking, Ling Chuxi left without bothering about the twitching corners of Zhou Zhidongâs lips. Zhou Zhidong stood rooted to the spot, seriously pondering over Ling Chuxiâs words and finally came to the conclusion that yes, it really was the case that Mister Moâs lifeline was food. âHowever, Miss Ling, isnât your lifeline the same?â wondered Zhou Zhidong as he blinked and thought about it more thoroughly and seriously.
âA Shocking Thunder Beast, it is actually a Shocking Thunder Beast!â Just at this moment, Jiang Wuhen and Li Shaoqiu, those two clowns, rushed over and made a fuss over the body of the Shocking Thunder Beast lying prone on the ground, so dead that it couldnât possibly be any deader.
âNever thought that we would encounter a Shocking Thunder Beast in such a place. I heard that its horn is able to bring the dead back to life. Brother Jiang, do you have a knife?â asked Li Shaoqiu with shining eyes. With the knife that Jiang Wuhen brought out from who knows where, Jiang Wuhen did not use it to procure the Shocking Thunder Beastâs horn, he was instead was searching for an appropriate spot on the beast to skin it.
âBrother Jiang, what are you doing?â Li Shaoqiu asked in confusion.
âThis is a Level 8 monster beast. When have you ever eaten the meat of a Level 8 monster beast? It is too much of a pity to not give it a taste. Say, do you think it will taste better roasted or stewed?â asked Jiang Wuhen in distress as he raised his head before continuing with his task at hand.
âThis... Well, why donât we eat it stewed? The meat does look a little old,â said Li Shaoqiu after thinking for half a day as he stared, tongue tied at the sight of Jiang Wuhenâs handiwork.
Ling Chuxiâs forehead was covered in black lines. âYou guys ate such a big table of food and yet youâre still not full, youâre still thinking of eating? Fine. Eat. Just eat to death.â
However, honestly speaking, Ling Chuxi was actually also quite interested in the meat texture of a Level 8 monster beast.
Too lazy to be bothered with these two clowns, Ling Chuxi cut off the beastâs horn and brought it to her reach with a single swipe of her sword, then returned to her carriage. Regardless of whether the rumors were true or not, bringing the horn along was not a bad thing in the end. If it were true, then she had made a gain, if it was false, then she could still use the horn for research and herbal concoctions.