Fantasy: My Wife is the Empress, and Our Cute Kids Wreak Havoc in the Nine Provinces – Chapter 211

Chapter 211: That Brat Uses Ancient Divine Power to Cook Soup?

Whoosh!

The Divine Coffin pierced through the air and hovered in mid-air. The coffin lid opened, and the White Deer stepped out, looking down at the giant pit below. Powerful white Rule power gathered wildly on her body.

Roar!

The Demonic Jiao soared into the sky, letting out a deafening roar. Its aura seemed strong, but its voice sounded incredibly weak.

Its entire body was covered in broken black scales, its flesh torn open, and fresh blood stained its body. The single horn on its head was broken, and it looked extremely miserable.

“It’s actually not dead yet.”

Chu Xin’s projection sat cross-legged on the coffin lid, took a sip of beast milk, and looked at the Demonic Jiao with some surprise.

“Wet Nurse, beat him up.”

Chu Chen waved his chubby little fist while drinking beast milk.

The White Deer nodded and said, “He’s just a spent force now. Today, he will definitely die.”

The Demonic Jiao glared resentfully at the projections of Chu Xin and Chu Chen, then turned and tried to escape through the void.

“It’s too late to leave now.”

The White Deer snorted coldly, and endless Rule power transformed into a Rule spear that pierced through the air.

Puchi!

The Rule spear pierced through the Demonic Jiao’s vital point, seven inches from its head. The powerful white Rule power spread throughout the Demonic Jiao’s body, extinguishing its life force.

“The big snake should be dead now, right?”

Chu Xin drank her beast milk and blinked her big eyes.

The Demonic Jiao lowered its head to look at the bloody hole in its body, then raised its head to look at Chu Xin, and roared with all its might, “I’m a Jiao, a Jiao!”

“Got it, big snake.”

Chu Chen waved his chubby little fist and said impatiently.

This big snake had said it many times, how annoying.

Puff!

The Demonic Jiao spat out a large mouthful of blood, and its huge body crashed down, lifeless. Its large, round eyes were wide open, dying with a grievance.

“Yay! It’s finally dead.”

Chu Xin and Chu Chen cheered, flew out of the Divine Coffin, and landed beside the Demonic Jiao.

“Such a big snake, it can be roasted for a long time.”

Chu Chen squeezed his chubby little hand and eagerly took out the grill and cauldron.

“I’ll drain the blood. Younger Brother, you start boiling the water.”

Chu Xin took out a large basin and a small knife and went straight to the bloody hole seven inches from the Demonic Jiao’s head.

Roar!

The Two-Headed Fire Dragon Xi rushed over and expertly breathed out a flame to start the fire.

Chu Chen set up the cauldron, touched his chubby chin, and fell into thought. He muttered softly, “It’s my first time cooking eighth-rank demon beast blood curd. Should I add dishwashing water? Or Stone Milk?”

“What the hell! Those two brats are going to roast the Demonic Jiao?”

“This is too outrageous. That’s eighth-rank demon beast meat, containing powerful energy. It would be great for refining pills or medicine. Eating it directly is such a waste.”

“The key is, not many people can withstand the energy contained in it if they eat it directly.”

The cultivators were all stunned and shocked when they saw this scene.

In the air, the White Deer looked at the practiced movements of the two siblings and the Two-Headed Fire Dragon Xi, and she was also dumbfounded.

Judging from this posture, it was obviously not their first time.

These two are little foodies.

Little did they know that the two brats also wanted to roast her when they first saw her. It was only after they discovered that she was their wet nurse that they dispelled this “unfilial” thought.

Fortunately, the White Deer didn’t know the initial thoughts of the two brats. Otherwise, she would probably go berserk on the spot.

Buzz!

Just as Chu Chen was thinking about what water to use for the soup, the Spirit Gathering Pool in his body vibrated.

“Eh? It’s awake?”

Chu Chen’s round eyes lit up. He probed with his mind and immediately frowned. “It ate so much energy, and only produced two drops of divine water?”

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The Spirit Gathering Pool had devoured a large amount of spiritual energy in the secret realm and a large amount of demonic power in the Cang Mountain Demonic Valley. Such a huge amount of energy only produced two drops of divine water condensed from ancient divine power, which was really beyond his expectation.

“Forget it, I’ll use dishwashing water to cook the soup.”

Chu Chen poured in the dishwashing water, threw the Nine-Colored Deer Grass given by the White Deer into the pot, thought for a moment, and then took out the two drops of divine water and threw them into the pot to cook together.

“What is this aura? So terrifying.”

As soon as the two drops of divine water appeared, the powerful oppressive aura swept out, making everyone’s bodies sink, as if they were about to be crushed by some terrifying existence. Everyone was horrified.

“Ancient Divine Power?”

The eight Martial Emperors and the Nine-Colored Deer were also shocked.

The eight Martial Emperors had all been prodigies and had entered the Nine Provinces Secret Realm. They had felt the aura of ancient divine power. As an eighth-rank demon beast, the Nine-Colored Deer had also ventured into countless dangerous places and had naturally felt the aura of ancient divine power.

But they didn’t expect that the two drops of liquid that the brat threw into the pot would have such a strong aura of ancient divine power, even stronger than the aura of ancient divine power they felt in the Divine Pool of the Nine Provinces Secret Realm.

“Could it be that those two drops of liquid are condensed from pure ancient divine power?”

The eight Martial Emperors were shocked, and their eyes revealed horror.

“Damn brats, using ancient divine power to cook soup? What a waste of a treasure!”

After the shock, the eight Martial Emperors were filled with anger and unwillingness.

If they killed these two brats, those two drops of ancient divine power would be theirs.

If they broke through to the Peak Martial Emperor realm, just one drop would likely allow them to break through to the Martial God realm. But now, it was being wasted by this brat to cook soup.

“These two brats, really…”

The White Deer shook her deer head, her tone somewhat helpless.

If they hadn’t grown up drinking her milk, she would have killed these two wasteful brats.

“Younger Brother, I’ve collected a basin of Jiao blood. You cook it first, and I’ll collect some more.”

At this time, Chu Xin threw the basin filled with Jiao blood over, and it landed steadily beside Chu Chen.

“Okay.”

Chu Chen responded, then added some special seasonings to the Jiao blood to make it solidify faster. Then, he waved his chubby little hand, and saber energy crisscrossed, cutting the solidified Jiao blood into pieces and pouring them all into the cauldron.

“This fire isn’t strong enough.”

After a while, Chu Chen looked at the blood curd soup in the pot and muttered softly. Then, he condensed the power of Divine Marks on his chubby little hand, turning it into Divine Mark Fire, and threw it into the flames.

Boom!

With the support of the Divine Mark Fire, the flames became even more vigorous and powerful. Soon, the Nine-Colored Deer Grass in the pot began to melt, the Jiao blood curd also changed, and even the two drops of divine water condensed from ancient divine power fused a little into the soup.

“Eh? Younger Brother, there’s a pearl here.”

At this time, after collecting the second basin of Jiao blood, Chu Xin, who was removing the tendons and skinning the Demonic Jiao, suddenly made a surprised sound.

Chu Chen turned his head to look, and saw his sister holding a black pearl that was bigger than her head. Black arcs of electricity still emanated from the pearl.

“That’s the Demonic Jiao’s Jiao Pearl, which contains most of the Demonic Jiao’s cultivation. It can be refined into pills to enhance a Martial Emperor’s cultivation, or it can be directly swallowed and refined by lightning-type demon beasts,” the White Deer reminded.

“Jiao Pearl?”

The eight Martial Emperors resisted the attacks of the eight Battle Bodies while turning their heads to look, their eyes almost popping out.

If this thing were refined into a pill, it would be enough to raise their cultivation by a small realm.

“A Jiao Pearl, it’s so dark and ugly. It must taste bad.”

Chu Xin muttered, turned to the White Deer, and asked, “Wet Nurse, do you want to eat this Jiao Pearl?”