Chapter 322 - Practice of food (2/2)
All the disciples: “…”
“What were you saying?” Yi Qing turned back.
“No- Nothing…”
“Oh.” Yi Qing turned back, used the sword to directly open up the belly of the demon, taking out a red bead. He asked, “Who’s of Fire Spirit Root?”
“… I… I am.”
“Take it!” he said. He threw over the demon’s core and turned to squat down… He started cutting meat from the corpse with his sword.
All the disciples: “…”
Wait a moment!
Did their eyes cheat them? Young uncle-master is… cutting the demon beast’s meat!
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In either pill refinement or weapon refinement, the meat of a demon beast is completely useless to a cultivator. What was young uncle-master cutting the meat for?
Is it because he gave the demon cores to them, yet was afraid they would feel guilty, so he cut some useless meat to pretend that he got something?
The disciples looked at one another and felt so touched that their eyes were filled with tears. So… so touching. They were actually fortunate enough to have such an uncle-master.
“Young uncle-master!” The disciple who took the demon core of fire element just now handed over the core in his hand. “I actually… won’t have much use of this demon core.”
“And me!” said the disciple who just took the one of ice. “I won’t need it too.”
So young uncle-master may keep it for yourself. Don’t just take care of us.
Yi Qing looked up at the emotional group and was stunned. He replied, “Oh, throw it away then!”
The first disciple, “…”
The second disciple, “…”
All the other disciples, “…”
Yi Qing didn’t pay attention to the confused look on everyone’s face at all. He stuffed the meat into his storage bag, turned and said, “Let’s go!” With that said, he walked on towards the depths of the mystic realm.
Others looked at one another for a while and had to follow. Inside, they felt even more touched. Young uncle-master must have not taken back the demon cores to avoid embarrassing them. It must be so.
So the same situation kept repeating in the following days.
A fifth-level demon beast was killed… and Yi Qing was cutting the meat.
A fifth-level demon beast was killed… and Yi Qing was cutting the meat.
They managed to kill a seventh-level demon beast beyond their level… Yi Qing was still cutting the meat.
They encountered an eighth-level demon beast… Yi Qing struggled hard to cut a piece of meat and led them to run away together.
All the disciples: “…”
Why did they feel as if young uncle-master didn’t come inside to practice, but to look for ingredients? No, no, this must be their illusion.