Stop, stop, stop, you're scaring him!" Ye Junlin quickly called for them to stop. Bai Xiaoxi obediently shut her mouth, but still looked like she hadn't had enough.
Poor Gou Bu Li was deeply traumatized after hearing about all the different ways dog meat could be cooked and eaten. He was still in shock, afraid of being served on a plate one day.
"Hey, it's just kids' jokes, don't take it to heart." Ye Junlin reached out to help Gou Bu Li up, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him.
Gou Bu Li was still shaken and said dejectedly, "The problem is, it's not funny at all..."
Suddenly, Lin Duxiu's voice came, "Senior Ye, we've prepared the ingredients! I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
Looking over, a special large iron pot was brought over, filled with all kinds of ingredients.
Water was poured into the iron pot and a fire was lit, causing hot steam to rise.
"Xiao Hei!"
Ye Junlin called out.
Then, to Lin Duxiu's astonishment, a young man with dark skin and a handsome face calmly leaped up and fell straight into the pot like a free-falling object.
His movements were fluid and extremely skilled.
So skilled it was heartbreaking...
"What's going on?" Lin Duxiu quickly leaned over to see what was happening inside the iron pot.
He saw a dark, black mushroom slowly floating on the surface of the water.
With its addition, a refreshing fragrance began to rise, as if containing some kind of magical power, giving the soup an unparalleled deliciousness.
"Gulp."
Lin Duxiu couldn't help but swallow his saliva, even feeling an urge to take a sip.
Senior Ye's disciples are indeed extraordinary!
After an incense stick's worth of time.
The black mushroom in the iron pot jumped out and transformed back into the young man's human form.
The dark-skinned young man said calmly, "Done."
"Tsk tsk, this soup smells really good." Canglang Jun stretched his neck, smelling the rich, savory aroma, and sincerely praised.
"This is actually a top-grade immortal herb? Rare!" Gou Bu Li recognized the big mushroom king's identity and his eyes immediately became fiery and his mouth watered.
You must know that the value of a top-grade immortal herb is not something even an Immortal Venerable can ignore.
"Want to eat it? It tastes even better with dog meat." Ye Junlin deliberately leaned over and whispered in his ear.
Hearing this.
Gou Bu Li suddenly shuddered, forced a stiff smile, "Fellow Daoist, you're joking, how could I have any thoughts about this little brother? As for dog meat or anything, please don't mention it again..."
"Let's eat hot pot!" A'Kun excitedly raised his arms and shouted.
"Hmm?"
Gou Bu Li's pupils flashed with a sharp light, staring intently at the middle-parted young man. When he recognized the other party's true form, his old face instantly changed with undisguised shock.
"This is the supreme Emperor race among the demon race, the divine beast Kunpeng?!"
In ancient times, the demon race had strict hierarchical divisions. For example, the Sky Dog clan was the top royal family in the demon race, and below the royal family was the noble family.
As for the True Dragon clan, the Phoenix clan, and the Qilin clan, they were classified as the Emperor race in the demon race and were qualified to be called divine beasts!
As for the Kunpeng lineage, it was at the top of the Emperor race!
If such beings grow to the later stages, they can even freely roam the universe, opening their mouths to devour hundreds or thousands of planets.
Extremely terrifying!
"Why are there descendants of the Kunpeng lineage in the Kunlun Realm now?" Gou Bu Li was very puzzled and muttered.
After all, he had followed Empress Fuyao and had seen and heard a lot, knowing many inside stories.
Logically speaking, there should be no Kunpeng in the Kunlun Realm anymore. Not even in the Immortal Realm!
This is because the already small Kunpeng clan was ambushed and almost wiped out when they followed Emperor Tian on an expedition.
According to rumors, the remaining living clansmen were captured alive by a powerful force in the Nine Netherworlds, and their fate is uncertain.
As the supreme Emperor race of the demon race, the ending is simply tragic.
Therefore, when he saw A'Kun appear, Gou Bu Li couldn't understand it.
Where did this little guy come from?
"This is my mount," Ye Junlin introduced.
Gou Bu Li was startled. You're using the descendant of the supreme Emperor race as a mount?
Thinking of this young man's extraordinary nature, Gou Bu Li could only try to convince himself to accept it calmly.
At this time.
Lin Duxiu held up plates and poured things into the hot pot one after another. All kinds of ingredients rose and fell in the soup, emitting a hot aroma.
"Let's eat!"
Everyone swarmed forward, the scene was very lively.
"This tripe is good."
"Damn, don't grab my fish balls!"
"Pour me a bowl of soup, thank you!"
With the soup base made with top-grade immortal herbs, any ingredient becomes delicious. Ye Junlin and the others ate to their heart's content, their taste buds getting great enjoyment.
The hot pot culture is that simple, no matter what meat or vegetables, just pour them in, eat something hot, and your heart feels warm.
Lin Duxiu held a bowl and chopsticks, came to Jiang Tianming's side, and said with a complicated expression, "Holy Master, would you like to eat something too?"
Having lost the pressure targeting him, Jiang Tianming had long been able to stand up and move around, but he didn't dare. He could only lie there like a turtle, watching everyone eat hot pot, feeling extremely depressed.
"Ah, you eat it." Jiang Tianming sighed.
Not being able to distinguish the big king from the small is this kind of ending!
Come to think of it, how many strong people outside want to curry favor with Senior Ye but don't have the chance. Now that he's actively come to their door, he's still conceited, unwilling to lower his face and lower his posture. What a foolish thing to do!
"Or, should I plead for mercy?" Lin Duxiu tentatively asked.
"No need, as long as Senior Ye doesn't speak, I'll keep lying here!" Jiang Tianming said firmly.
"Xiao Jiang, come pour me some wine."
At this time, a clear voice sounded faintly.
The two looked at each other, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.
"Senior Ye, I'm coming!"
Jiang Tianming was overjoyed, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Ye Junlin, respectfully picked up the silver wine pot, and poured mellow immortal wine into the cup in Ye Junlin's hand.
"Xiao Jiang, do you have any complaints against me?" Ye Junlin took a sip of wine and said.
Jiang Tianming lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, ashamed, "Senior Ye, please don't tease me anymore, how dare I have any complaints against you? On the contrary, you are willing to come to my Xuantian Holy Land, that is the greatest honor of my life!"
Ye Junlin waved his hand, "The main reason for coming is because of the relationship between our two families. After all, Xuantianzong and Xuantian Holy Land have a connection."
"Yes, you're right," Jiang Tianming stood aside, pouring wine for the young man, always feeling something was strange in his heart.
Who exactly is the Holy Master of the Xuantian Holy Land? Or should he give up this position?
Maybe he'll feel better in his heart!
After experiencing the interlude just now, Jiang Tianming was completely convinced, and also felt that he was not worthy to continue serving as the Xuantian Holy Master, and wanted to give this position to Ye Junlin, after all, they are both of the Xuantian lineage, and it is appropriate in terms of identity.
When Jiang Tianming talked about abdicating, Ye Junlin shook his head,
"I am already the Misty Peak Peak Master and Supreme Elder of Xuantianzong, it's not appropriate to become the Xuantian Holy Master again, right?"
"Moreover, with my temperament, I have no interest in managing the Xuantian Holy Land, I just want to be a hands-off shopkeeper."
Jiang Tianming was stunned.
Lin Duxiu sighed inwardly, if this person was willing to stay and serve as the Holy Master, it would definitely be a great thing for the Xuantian Holy Land.
"Since that's the case..."
Jiang Tianming's mind was racing, pondering the relationship between the Supreme Elder and the Holy Master.
Suddenly, he had an idea, "I've got it! Why don't you serve as the Supreme Holy Master!"
Supreme Holy Master?!
Hearing this unique new term, everyone raised their heads one after another, their expressions very strange.
"Yes, it's the Supreme Holy Master!"
Jiang Tianming felt that he was a genius, and said excitedly, "This unprecedented new position will belong exclusively to Senior Ye alone in the future."
"Although the position of Supreme Holy Master is higher than that of Holy Master, you don't need to manage internal affairs, it's equivalent to just hanging a name, in that case, are you still satisfied?"
The relationship between the Supreme Holy Master and the Holy Master, if you introduce the concept of a secular dynasty, is the role of the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor respectively.
Ye Junlin fell into thought.
It doesn't seem to be bad for him either.
"Okay!"
Seeing Ye Junlin agree readily, Jiang Tianming was overjoyed.
At the same time, thinking that he had been taught a lesson by the Supreme Holy Master before, Jiang Tianming felt even more that it was a matter of course.
"Holy Son Lin Duxiu, pay respects to the Supreme Holy Master!" Lin Duxiu couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and cupped his hands.
"This title is really awkward, you should still call me Senior Ye." Ye Junlin said unhappily.
"Yes!"
The hot pot rose with fragrant steam, and everyone was eating happily.
After drinking a few rounds of wine.
Gou Bu Li's old face was flushed, and he opened his heart and said, "To be honest, I was so lucky to be able to follow Empress Fuyao back then!"
Hearing this, Canglang Jun's interest suddenly rose, and he asked, "Senior Gou, I wonder what important position you held in Empress Fuyao's territory back then? I think it must have been prestigious!"
"That's natural! This position is extremely important. In the past, those Immortal Emperors who came to visit Empress Fuyao, I was qualified to order them to go back!"
"Hiss ~"
Canglang Jun gasped, and said with awe, "It seems that Senior Gou was deeply valued by Empress Fuyao!"
"Hehe, it's okay." Gou Bu Li's face was flushed, he picked up his wine glass and drank it all.
Ye Junlin asked curiously, "What exactly is the position? That gives you so much power?"
Everyone pricked up their ears, wanting to hear the details.
"That is..."
In the focus of several gazes, Gou Bu Li burped, and his tone with a bit of arrogance, patted his chest proudly and said:
"Watchdog!!!"