Chapter 362: Let There Be Light (1/2)

Glaring at my greatest enemy, which consumed the air, with its fragrance, I shot the old man a deep stare.

”It's not my fault, so stop glaring. You're a man, are you not? Cover your nose and swallow it whole.”

”Don't know who came up with that but, that shit doesn't work. At least it never did for me,” I muttered, swallowing down the fishly soup. Tearing up at the disgusting flavor, I quickly covered my mouth.

(A/N: All the Men in my family hate fish with a passion. Every last one of them, myself included.)

”To think the ashen king was such a crybaby!”

Ignoring the man courting death, I felt a powerful vital qi swimming within my meridian. It was warm, flowing endlessly around my body before entering my tender muscles without issue. Wishing to moan, I held it in, knowing that damn fragrance was still within my mouth.

Handing me another bowl, he smiled cheekily, enjoying the tears flowing, ”If only the others could see this sight.” He cheered.

Gritting my teeth, I took the bowl, as he continued, 'But mind telling me what happened? ALl your Qi was drained. Were it not me, I do not think you would be alive.”

Swallowing another bowl down in haste, I used my demonic qi to quell the disgusting aroma within my throat before speaking, ”It's nothing much, really. One of my innate powers just awakened. It basically allows me to communicate with the Heavenly Dao, to allow myself to see the name of everyone around me.”

”Sounds stupid,” He indifferently uttered, not putting much thought in.

”Depends on how you use it,” I said, ”If just for combat, then it's indeed useless. But Devils are not meant to battle. Demons are.”

Pouring me another bowl, over and over, I finished over fifteen bowls before I felt full, to the surprise of Feilo. Slightly shocked, he stroked his beard, ”Think you can last a month?”

”Month is all I need to recover, I believe, unless you have something stronger,” I greedily asked.

”I am the leader of this little village, and I assure you we don't. But your coming with us, later to hunt. These fishes are a bitch to snatch.'

”Could it be due to your age?” I mocked, getting the finger straight to my face.

”I may be old, but who is the cripple.” he fired back, holding his head high with pride.

Rolling my eyes, I soon began to frown, ”You said night only appeared once I landed here, right? Is there any evidence to say otherwise?”

”When the Ashen Kings fall from the heavens, and something strange happens do we need proof?” he arrogantly stated, lifting the empty pot away, ”Go get rested and cultivate to regain your memories. The Priest said the longer you wait the longer it will take.”