Chapter 722: Chapter 722: Dragon Carp Soup

At this moment, within a region of the Ancient Battlefield.

Ye Kurong had led the people of the Grandmaster Mansion to escape a great distance before finally stopping.

“Young Master, why did you disclose the existence of the Yi Clan Relics to the Peacock Demon King?”

A Quasi-Saint of the Grandmaster Mansion frowned, considering the Yi Clan Relics to be a significant opportunity for their Grandmaster Mansion, not something to be casually shared.

However, Ye Kurong shook his head and said, “Even if there are treasures within the Yi Clan Relics, the chances of our Grandmaster Mansion obtaining them are slim.”

With so many forces aware of the existence of the Yi Clan Relics, including characters like Di Lin heading there, what business could they, from the Grandmaster Mansion, have?

“Isn’t Di Lin always searching for Kong Linyun’s whereabouts?”

“Might as well use this chance to draw Kong Linyun to the Yi Clan Relics, let him have a run-in with Di Lin, and let Di Lin kill this detestable Demon King!”

A chilling glint suddenly flashed across Ye Kurong’s eyes.

With the power of the Grandmaster Mansion alone, they couldn’t even harm a single hair on Kong Linyun, they could only rely on Di Lin’s strength for revenge.

This Peacock Demon King, who had been rampaging across the Ancient Battlefield, could now only be held in check by Di Lin and those few ruthless individuals on the Quasi-Saint List!

“Kong Linyun, you fancy yourself having found tremendous fortune, little do you know that the Yi Clan Relics will be the graveyard for you, boy!”

A fierce gleam surged in Ye Kurong’s eyes.

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After learning the location of the Yi Clan Relics from Ye Kurong, they didn’t rush to the destination immediately but found a place to rest and recuperate first.

Lu Qingcheng had just obtained the Blue Silver Sacred Grass and needed to assimilate the power of the Holy Medicine to enhance her cultivation.

Besides, some time remained before the opening of the Yi Clan Relics.

Meanwhile, Lin Yi stood by as protector while also preparing Dragon Carp Soup.

The Dragon Carp, a delicacy from ancient times, gave off wafts of exotic fragrance while simmering in the pot, above which dragon-shaped mist swirled!

“What a waste…”

“The Dragon Carp, containing the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, to think it’s just boiled down, returning to the most essential way of consumption…”

“And that Fusang Divine Branch, used as mere seasoning by this guy; all its essence absorbed into the soup, enhancing its flavor even more…”

Little Jin drooled with desire but dared not speak, lest she annoy the Demon King and end up in the pot herself, which would be truly shooting herself in the foot.

To use such delicacies simply for making soup was, to him, an outrageous squandering.

At this moment, even Lu Qingcheng, who was meditating nearby, was awakened by the intense fragrance and stared longingly at the pot of soup, swallowing hard.

“This is a taste of the sea from that lad Helun, Qingcheng, have a taste!”

Lin Yi seemed very generous, thoughtfully serving Lu Qingcheng a big bowl of soup, even giving her the most precious part — the fish fins.

If outsiders were present, they would be astonished beyond belief. Is this still the Peacock Demon King they knew, showing such a considerate side?

Lu Qingcheng didn’t play coy; after her recent interactions, she had come to understand Kong Linyun’s temperament. Refusing him might upset him, and an agitated him would clamor for eating dog meat. For Little Jin’s personal safety, she wouldn’t readily contradict Kong Linyun.

Taking the soup, she drank a bowl and her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, “Such delicious soup!”

“Is it good?”

Lin Yi smiled.

“Delicious!”

Lu Qingcheng nodded her head, “I’ve never had such tasty soup since birth.”

Little Jin couldn’t help but mutter, “How could it be anything but delicious when made from Dragon Carp?”

Unfortunately, such an extraordinary delicacy was out of its reach, truly a torment. What could be more painful in life than this?

However, just as Little Jin sighed and could only covertly salivate, unusually, Lin Yi also served Little Jin a bowl, “Little Gold, here’s the fish head for you!”

“What, for me too?”

Little Jin was astonished and overjoyed, hastily taking the soup from Lin Yi’s hands, not forgetting to show gratitude, “Thank you, Great Demon King!”

Though the treatment wasn’t as good as Lu Qingcheng’s, just having the fish head to eat was enough for Little Jin, grateful that it wasn’t served fish bones.

“Now you just serve me well, find more Holy Medicines, and your efforts won’t go unrewarded!”

Lin Yi knew of Little Jin’s capabilities, possessing talents for treasures and prohibitions, which could be of great use in the Ancient Battlefield.

Little Jin gulped down the soup, and the next second, spat out a mouthful of fish bones, confidently stating, “Rest assured, I repay favors duly. In this journey to the Yi Clan Relics, I will not let you leave empty-handed!”

Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi, it’s not that I’m disloyal to you, but the offer was simply too much.

The soup delicious, human, and dog alike quickly swept through it like a whirlwind, leaving nothing but a messy spread of fish bones behind.

“Having eaten our fill, it’s time to set off!”

Lin Yi waved his hand decisively, eyes flashing with a sharp gleam. The Dragon Carp Soup had been devoured, and after replenishing energy, it was time to head to the Yi Clan Relics, to meet Di Lin and those ruthless ones on the Quasi-Saint List!