Chapter 6: I Eat So Deliciously
So easy, so simple.
The strange high school student in front of him was much stronger than he had imagined.
How could he, whom they regarded as an invincible genius, be defeated so easily?
Judging from the potential displayed by the person in front of him, once the kill was reported, Feng Xingyu believed that this great achievement would be personally recognized by the sect leader.
Even more, it would be an honor and glory to come into contact with the true deity of the Red Pig Clan, worshipped by their Red Pig Hall.
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Despair!
Hearing the noise, Feng Xingyu looked up at the high school student in front of him and found that the other party had suddenly raised his hands—
And grabbed his divine arm.
The blazing flames of blood and energy instantly climbed up and burned his entire divine arm.
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A burning pain spread through him, and even the aroma of barbecue wafted through the air.
Feng Xingyu was shocked and angry, trying to pull his arm away, but—
He couldn't!
The high school student in front of him had actually used the muscles and bones near the wound to block his divine arm and burn it at all costs.
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"What are you going to do?"
Feng Xingyu yelled at Jiang Tian in panic.
"Even if you want to die together, it's wishful thinking!"
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"I..."
Before Feng Xingyu could finish, Jiang Tian interrupted.
"You misunderstood. I don't want to die with you."
"I'm just hungry."
Jiang Tian grinned at Feng Xingyu.
"It's time to eat roasted pig's trotters."
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As soon as he finished speaking—
Jiang Tian lowered his head, opened his mouth, and started chewing.
Since his blood and qi were insufficient, he had to replenish them with food.
And wasn't the pig's trotter on the guy in front of him a free ingredient?
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"Huh???"
After taking a bite, Jiang Tian was completely stunned.
His mind went blank.
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He had originally planned to suppress his nausea and swallow the half-cooked pig's trotter.
After all, there was no way his blood flames could cook it completely in such a short time.
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But Jiang Tian never expected…
That it would be so delicious.
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According to his understanding, pork had a fishy smell and had to be properly processed before eating.
But when he took that bite just now—
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It was fat but not greasy, slightly hot from the flames, yet…
As he chewed carefully, the hot fat burst inside his mouth, releasing a unique fragrance.
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The aroma of meat gradually spread—
It was heavenly.
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"Are the pig's trotters of other races really this fragrant?"
Jiang Tian's eyes widened.
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Meanwhile, Feng Xingyu's scalp tingled.
The student in front of him was becoming more and more terrifying.
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Eating the flesh of other races directly would cause poisoning!
The ritual of summoning the gods was meant to protect oneself and fuse the arm of the Red Pig Clan without being infected.
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But this high school student…
He was eating it directly?!
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"Gurgle…"
The sound of swallowing rang in his ears, and Feng Xingyu looked at Jiang Tian, who was tilting his head back—
His entire body stiffened slightly.
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The boy's eyes were shining.
He looked like he wanted to eat him alive.
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"Let me go! Let me go quickly!"
Feng Xingyu struggled frantically and tried to hit Jiang Tian with his remaining hand.
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Boom!!!
The blazing blood-red flames with intense heat surged out of Jiang Tian's body again.
The rich flames burned Feng Xingyu, preventing him from escaping Jiang Tian's grasp.
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At the same time, the meat aroma in the air grew stronger.
And—
Jiang Tian's wounds were healing even faster.
His face became rosier, his energy surged, and his grip on Feng Xingyu's divine arm tightened.
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"Does this mean that high-quality ingredients… only need the simplest cooking methods to bring out the most original flavor?"
Jiang Tian's eyes sparkled.
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At this moment, he no longer saw Feng Xingyu as an enemy.
He was just… food.
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One bite.
The blood and energy Jiang Tian obtained was already comparable to half the blood cow he had eaten before!
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Ooooh!
Jiang Tian lowered his head again and took a big bite.
The red pig's trotter meat, roasted by his flames, tasted even better now.
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If the previous bite had an emphasis on fragrance—
This time, the explosion of meat juices dominated.
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The richness filled his mouth.
The lingering taste remained on his lips and teeth.
Jiang Tian swallowed, and his aura surged again.
The blood-red flames burning all over him flared even higher.
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He grabbed the pig's trotter with both hands, raised his foot, stepped on Feng Xingyu's chest, and pressed down.
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"What are you doing?! No… No! You can't do this!"
Feng Xingyu shouted in panic, struggling desperately.
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But he couldn't break free.
The pain in his shoulder intensified.
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Swish…
With a sickening rip, Jiang Tian tore off the divine arm.
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Feng Xingyu's body flew backward and hit the ground heavily.
The severed shoulder didn't even bleed—
Only a strange glow of blood flickered.
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Feng Xingyu raised his head.
Jiang Tian stood before him, flames raging wildly.
The divine arm—a part of the Red Pig Clan—
Was now golden brown and crispy, grease dripping through Jiang Tian's fingers.
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The aroma was so strong…
That even Feng Xingyu began to drool.
For a moment—
His faith in the Red Pig Clan wavered.
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Click!
Jiang Tian bit into the crispy skin.
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"No! That is the Lord's noble body!"
"You are nothing but a lowly human!"
"How dare you blaspheme the great Red Pig Clan?!"
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Jiang Tian wiped the grease from his lips.
"Blaspheme?"
He licked his fingers, savoring the taste.
"I'm not blaspheming."
"I eat so deliciously."