507 Put That Piece of Roast Pork Away (2/2)
”By the way, why on earth haven't the other two come back yet?”
”Maybe they have already come back without us noticing since we set up a magic array and have been busy cultivating. Regardless, they are probably busy raping a bunch of women outside.”
”I hope they haven't run into any trouble!” a man said, frowning.
”Trouble? Not likely!” the man in red sneered. ”I don't think there is anyone in this sh*tty place who could pose a threat to us. Yes, they are not as powerful as us three, but they could easily win against someone at the eighth level of the Infant Transformation Stage.”
The two other men nodded.
”You are right. Compared to the people in our hometown, the people here at the eighth level of the Infant Transformation Stage are so much weaker.”
”So, you can have as much fun as you want here,” the man in red said. ”There's no need to worry… Wait, what's that smell?!”
He had never smelled anything like this before. Unable to suppress his desire to draw closer to the smell, he lurched forward.
”Wow! The smell is getting more and more intense!” said one man.
”My God! It's like I've lost control over my own body. Is this some sort of poisonous gas that can influence our bodies against our will?” said the other.
The man in red stood up and looked to the distance.
”It's not a poisonous gas,” the man in red said with a smile. ”Someone is cooking over there! My my, I never thought we would come across such a good cook here in the Fire Nation!”
”What?!”
Someone is cooking? This is impossible. How can a cook's food have such a great effect on us cultivators?
…
After a while, Xu Que had completely cooked the huge piece of pork.
Everyone was shocked.
”How can this be? How could he turn an ordinary piece of pork into a piece of extremely tasty roast pork?” someone exclaimed.
”This is not roast pork,” Xu Que said coldly. ”This is Char siu! You have no idea how much time it takes to learn the art of turning a piece of pork into a piece of Char siu. This, here, is an extraordinary Char siu.”
”Let me taste it!” Buttface cried, jumping up high into the air and sticking out his tongue as he ran towards the Char siu.
Xu Que secretly smiled. He had prolonged the time it took to cook the tasty Char siu on purpose simply to see if Buttface could resist the temptation or not.
He proved that he could not.
Xu Que was about to stop Buttface in his tracks when a red figure suddenly appeared and grabbed the Char siu out of Xue Que's hands.
”F*ck! Give me that Char siu!” Buttface said, furious.
”How dare a mangy dog oppose me?” the man in red sneered.
In his anger, Buttface lept toward the man, trying to hit the man's arm with his tongue. In a flash, the man's fingertip began to glow as bright as a star. He then used his fingertip to block Buttface's tongue.
Bang!
The man's glowing fingertip collided with Buttfaces tongue, creating a loud noise.
The man in red's face twisted with pain as he was launched across the room...