While Ji Hao and Taisi were approaching the Great Dark Ocean Society's boy, in a valley over ten miles away, a chubby boy was carefully preparing a large pot.
A green magic flame was burning on the snow-covered ground. The pot, which was big enough for two adults to take a bath in, was steaming hot. In the boiling water, snow-white pieces of meat could be seen rolling, and an extremely fresh and sweet aroma was spreading in the air.
The chubby boy was concentratedly taking all kinds of poisonous mushrooms out of his sleeves and carefully throwing them into the pot with a sacred and serious look.
The colorful poisonous mushrooms were brightly colored, and each one of them could easily poison hundreds of people to death. Every time a poisonous mushroom was thrown into the pot, the boiling soup would change its color.
The colorful soup was boiling, and the color of the soup had become strange and turbid. Large amounts of sticky bubbles were rising from the bottom of the pot. The chubby boy was nervously observing the changing color of the soup, and from time to time, he would put his mouth close to the pot and take a slight breath of the hot air.
After a while, the boy took out three plants from his sleeves, which were shaped like orchids, with a long snake-like stem in the middle, and a fist-sized green fruit on the top of each plant.
"Eh, I risked my life to complete eighteen tasks for the Magi Palace, only to get three Dragon Saliva Fruits... the Magi Palace is so damn evil! But who asked me to love this kind of thing? Eh, it's not easy to get a delicious taste! "
After complaining for a while, the boy looked at the intensity of the fire and threw the three Dragon Saliva Fruits into the pot.
The Dragon Saliva Fruits had to be watered with the venom of over a thousand kinds of highly poisonous snakes, and could only grow for a hundred years in the Nine Yin Forbidden Land. Ordinary Senior Magi would be poisoned by a slight touch. The three Dragon Saliva Fruits were thrown into the pot, and immediately, a magical reaction happened between them and the hundreds of poisonous mushrooms that had been thrown into the pot.
The colorful soup, which had at least a hundred different colors, gradually turned clear and transparent. Within the span of a few breaths, the soup had turned into a crystal clear cyan-white color. Hundreds of pieces of meat were rolling in the clear soup, and an indescribably delicious aroma spread out. The chubby boy suddenly shed two streams of tears.
"Finally, my Hundred Poisonous Snow-Flood Dragon soup is done! I've been cooking it for a whole year and a half! Feng Xing, a whole year and a half! "
About seventy to eighty feet away from the cauldron, a tall and thin young man with a pair of bright eyes and a clear and sharp aura was lying on the snowy ground, playing with two snow toads. Hearing his companion's sudden cry, he leaped up and flashed to the side of the cauldron.
"Yu Mu, you bloody fatso! Sooner or later, you will die because of that mouth of yours! Hmm, let me have a taste! "
Crooking his finger, Feng Xing picked up a snow-white piece of meat from the hot soup. He took a deep breath, tasted the nice aroma coming from the meat, then opened his mouth and took a big bite.
The chubby boy, Yu Mu, popped out his eyes nervously, stared straight at Feng Xing and said, "What? How does it taste? I've estimated it over a hundred times, this pot of 'Hundred Poison Snow-Flood Dragon Soup' can help us awaken at least ten more Magus Acupoints! "
Feng Xing popped out his eyes, tilted his head and looked at Yu Mu for a while. Abruptly, he swallowed the entire piece of meat in his hand, then spread his arms and reached towards the pot.
"F * ck!" Yu Mu cursed in anger, while his chubby arms swiftly reached into the pot, leaving a few shreds of afterimages in the air.
Yu Mu and Yu Mu moved like a gust of wind, along with a series of splashing sounds coming from the pot. Chunks of snow-flood dragon meat disappeared one after another, and a series of loud clanging noises came from their mouths. Within the span of three breaths, the meat in the pot had disappeared without a trace.
After that, both of them opened their mouths and inhaled deeply. The hot soup in the pot suddenly transformed into two streams of water, flowing into their mouths. After the span of one breath, not even a single drop of soup was left in the pot, and the entire pot was even cleaner than being licked by a hundred ferocious dogs.
Thud! Thud! Both of them fell to the ground, facing the sky, gasping for air.
Yu Mu, who was nearly three meters tall and looked like a gigantic bear, took a deep breath. Between his chest and abdomen, one hundred and twenty Magus Acupoints lit up one after another. The fat on his body was shaking like water, while layers of faint green mist slowly rotated under his skin, making him look like a green apple.
Feng Xing, who was tall and slim, was lying on the snow as well. Between his four limbs, chest and abdomen, one hundred and twenty Magus Acupoints had lit up. Every time he breathed, a gentle breeze would flow out from his limbs, blowing up the surrounding snow.
Yu Mu and Yu Mu silently activated their powers, storing the great power of the soup into their own Magus Acupoints, then let out a puff of hot air simultaneously and slowly opened their eyes.
Yu Mu and Yu Mu were lying on the snow, leisurely looking at the clear sky.
After a while, Yu Mu said in a deep voice, "A couple of days ago, Lord Si Wen Ming came to me and invited me to join the Secret Palace of the Magi Palace, to learn the legendary 'meridian-expanding' magic."
Feng Xing crossed his legs and said lazily, "Me too …"
Remaining silent for a while, Feng Xing frowned and said, "The meridian-expanding magic, I have heard about it long ago. Apart from our inherited power system, we can open up more meridians, which can make us more powerful. But, fatso, you know a lot about magic medicines. Since the ancient time, people said that the meridians of our humankind are useless, right? "
Yu Mu snorted and complained, "Don't call me fatso, I'm strong, not fat. The meridians of human beings are naturally closed, and are extremely fragile. They can't allow any natural power to pass through. That's why our ancestors worshiped powerful creatures from all over the world, nourished our meridians with their spirit blood, and allowed us to have the original magic power cultivation method. "
Pausing for a second, Yu Mu continued seriously, "But the Magi Palace … you know how amazing the Magi Palace is. This meridian-expanding magic … I am very interested in it. "
Feng Xing's ears, which were twice as big as ordinary people's ears, slightly twitched, then said with a serious face, "Yeah, I am interested too. But, what is that sound?"
A gentle gust of wind blew over. Feng Xing's body weirdly floated up into the air, swiftly spun for a few times, leaving an extremely faint afterimage in the air. Within a moment, he reached the top of a snowy hill miles away.
Yu Mu paused for a second, then leapt up as well. His chubby body quickly flashed across the snowy ground. Although he was much slower than Feng Xing, he didn't leave any trace on the snowy ground.
Feng Xing lied on the top of the snowy hill, looking at a snowy mountain tens of miles away from him.
His ears didn't move too fast, but had been shaking at an extremely high frequency. He turned his ears towards the snowy mountain, then abruptly sneered.
"Cowards, you only know how to sneak attack! Shadowless wind-chasing arrows, ha, I've been wanting to compete with you for a long time! "
Feng Xing's body flashed across the air, then his entire body merged with the wind and disappeared without a trace.
Yu Mu paused for a second, then leaped towards his pot and yelled, "Bastard, you're making trouble again! My pot, my pot, don't lose it!"
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