Fantasy: My Wife is the Empress, and Our Cute Kids Wreak Havoc in the Nine Provinces – Chapter 101

Chapter 101: Grandpa, Dragon Blood Curd is Delicious

“Collect!”

Chu Xin took out a small white jade bottle, made a hand seal, and a powerful suction force emanated from the bottle’s mouth, sucking in all the flowing dragon blood.

The Dragon Spirit let out a pained and furious roar, and the Divine Sword Pool shook even more violently.

“These two brats, they really want to eat the Dragon Spirit.”

The Artifact Spirit Old Man was speechless. Seeing the Divine Sword Pool shaking more and more violently, he sighed softly, his figure flashed, and he appeared beside the Dragon Spirit, patting the Dragon Spirit’s horn, he said, “Enough.”

The Dragon Spirit heard this, instantly calmed down, and the Divine Sword Pool also stopped shaking.

“Don’t worry, Grandpa, wait for me to collect more dragon blood, I’ll treat you to dragon blood soup,” Chu Xin said with a grin.

The Artifact Spirit Old Man couldn’t help but rub his forehead, and said, “Little friend, you’ve collected enough dragon blood, please let the Dragon Spirit go.”

“Dragon Spirit?”

Chu Xin was stunned for a moment, looked at the Dragon Spirit, and muttered, “This dragon head, these dragon whiskers, and this dragon body, dragon claws, and dragon tail, they are all the same as the divine dragon Dad described, it’s a divine dragon, how did it become a Dragon Spirit?”

The Artifact Spirit Old Man resisted the urge to lose his temper and explained, “It’s not a real divine dragon, but the Dragon Spirit of the Divine Sword Pool, it just has the form of a divine dragon. The Dragon Spirit can merge with the Divine Sword Pool, its strength will skyrocket, and at that time, even if a Martial Emperor came, it would be suppressed by it. Moreover, if you really kill the Dragon Spirit, then the Divine Sword Pool will be destroyed, and the Divine Sword Fruit will also be destroyed, and you won’t have any Divine Sword Fruit to eat.”

“I see.”

Chu Xin suddenly understood, looked at the Dragon Spirit, and reluctantly pulled the Heaven Slaying Sword out of the Dragon Spirit’s neck.

As the Heaven Slaying Sword left its body, an even larger stream of dragon blood spurted out and was swallowed by the white jade bottle.

“Go!”

The Artifact Spirit Old Man patted the Dragon Spirit, and the Dragon Spirit let out a aggrieved roar, swooped down, and coiled around the roots of the Divine Sword Tree again.

It was sleeping soundly, its home was almost demolished, and it was drained of so much dragon blood by that little devil. If it weren’t for the Artifact Spirit Old Man’s intervention, it would have merged with the Divine Sword Pool and beaten that little devil until her parents wouldn’t recognize her.

“Grandpa, I’ll treat you to dragon blood soup.”

Chu Xin grinned, holding the white jade bottle, and landed on the small boat.

Chu Chen also landed, took out a large cauldron from his Spatial Ring, used Saint-level talismans as fuel, added special water, and started to make soup.

The Artifact Spirit Old Man shook his head slightly, his body appeared on the small boat, looked at Chu Xin and Chu Chen, and smiled, “Two little friends, can you release the water from the Divine Sword Pool now?”

“Oh, right, almost forgot.”

Chu Xin and Chu Chen patted their foreheads with their small hands. They were so busy fighting with the Dragon Spirit that they almost forgot about this matter.

Then the two waved their small hands, and hundreds of small bottles floated in the air. With a hand seal, all the white jade bottles turned upside down, pouring out all the sword pool water they had sucked in earlier, quickly filling the Divine Sword Pool.

As the pool water emerged, the white mist of Sword Qi swirled again, covering the entire Divine Sword Pool.

The Artifact Spirit Old Man breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of anticipation in his aged eyes. He wondered what kind of performance these brats would show after eating the Divine Sword Fruit.

However, Chu Xin and Chu Chen didn’t have time to think about other things. Chu Xin poured out some of the dragon blood from the white jade bottle into a large basin, sprinkled some secret ingredients, and the dragon blood in the basin began to solidify.

She stretched out her fair index finger and gently pressed it. The indentation instantly recovered as her finger left. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “Little Brother, the dragon blood is ready.”

“Okay, Big Sister, the soup is almost ready too.”

Chu Chen nodded. Using Saint-level talismans as fuel, it was really fast.

When the soup was ready, Chu Chen waved his hand and cut the solidified dragon blood into pieces and threw them into the cauldron.

Soon, a rich fragrance wafted out.

This fragrance also carried a powerful dragon’s might and sword intent.

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“Wow! It smells so good, it smells better than any blood curd I’ve ever eaten.”

Chu Xin sniffed hard, drool dripping from the corners of her mouth. She rolled her little tongue, but she couldn’t lick it all, so she simply wiped it with her hand, wiping it again and again.

Even the Artifact Spirit Old Man couldn’t help but sniff, his gaze falling on the cauldron.

Is this brat’s technique superb?

Or does the Dragon Spirit’s blood have a special effect?

The two-headed piglet lying on the small boat was trembling under the dragon’s might, but it was also attracted by the fragrance, and couldn’t help but raise its head to look at the cauldron.

Its eyes were filled with both fear of the dragon’s might and desire for the dragon blood soup.

“It’s ready!”

After a while, the dragon blood soup was finally ready. Chu Chen took out four small bowls and filled them with soup. There was one bowl for each of the three people and one for the pig.

Each bowl contained three or four pieces of dragon blood curd, which, even though cooked, still emitted a powerful dragon’s might and sword intent.

“Grandpa, have a taste.”

Chu Xin called out, then picked up her own small bowl, took a big sip of the dragon blood soup, exhaled with a “ha”, and exclaimed, “It’s so delicious, it’s much better than the piglet’s blood curd soup.”

Howl!

The two-headed piglet protested, not knowing whether it was protesting against the little devil drinking its blood or protesting that its blood curd soup was inferior to the Dragon Spirit’s blood curd soup.

After taking a sip of the soup, Chu Xin picked up her spoon and started to eat the dragon blood curd with gusto.

“Delicious, so delicious!”

Chu Xin praised while eating, and finished a bowl in two or three bites, then filled a second bowl for herself.

Chu Chen grinned, picked up a bowl and started eating, while also calling the Artifact Spirit Old Man, he said vaguely, “Grandpa, you eat too.”

The Artifact Spirit Old Man looked at the bowl of dragon blood curd in front of him, then looked back at the direction of the Divine Sword Tree, and muttered, “Little Dragon, I’ll just have a taste, you don’t mind, do you?”

Then, he picked up the small bowl, took a tentative sip, and his aged eyes instantly lit up.

It’s really delicious.

Then he picked up the spoon, finished the bowl in two or three bites, and still wanting more, he filled another bowl, having long forgotten his promise to just have a taste.

As an Artifact Spirit, he didn’t need to eat, but this dragon blood curd soup was really too delicious, so delicious that he couldn’t stop.

The two-headed piglet lying on the small boat looked at the two little devils, then at the Artifact Spirit Old Man, and finally, its gaze stopped on the small bowl in front of it.

The powerful dragon’s might made it fear, but the fragrance made it crave.

To eat, or not to eat?

The two-headed piglet’s eyes were full of conflict.

To hell with it.

In the end, the desire for the dragon blood soup overcame the suppression of its bloodline.

The two-headed piglet’s eyes flashed with determination, and its two small heads reached into the bowl and ate two pieces of dragon blood curd, and drank the dragon blood soup.

Howl!

The two-headed piglet let out a miserable howl, a powerful dragon’s might and sword intent constantly impacting within its body. It lay on the boat, unable to move, its flame energy rising, constantly resisting the dragon’s might and refining the sword intent.