Fantasy: My Wife is the Empress, and Our Cute Kids Wreak Havoc in the Nine Provinces – Chapter 221

Chapter 221: Charcoal-Grilled Spicy Octopus, or Stir-fried Octopus?

The Lei Zhou cultivator beside them was speechless. These two brats wanted to eat everything they saw. Were they reincarnations of Taotie?

“This is a peak seventh-rank demon beast, the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast.”

The Lei Zhou cultivator introduced: “The Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast is also called the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Fish. It cultivates a type of purple thunder rule power and is very powerful. In the sea, almost no human Martial Saint can match it. I just don’t know if this Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast was originally under Demonic Jiao’s command, or if it sneaked into the Demonic Jiao’s territory to covet the Demonic Jiao Stone.”

“Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast? Never heard of it. How should we grill it later? Original flavor? Garlic? Or spicy?” Chu Chen shook his little head, already thinking about how to grill this octopus.

Chu Xin’s big, round eyes darted around, and she said with a grin, “Little Brother, I remember that Dad seemed to have given you a Ten Thousand Beasts Cookbook. Take it out and look through it. Maybe there’s a recipe for this Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast.”

“That’s right, how could I forget about that?”

Chu Chen slapped his forehead and rummaged through his Spatial Ring for a while before taking out a brand-new book. On the cover of the book were the four large characters “Ten Thousand Beasts Cookbook.”

“Haha, I found it.”

Chu Chen was excited. In the past, on land, he had basically eaten all those demon beasts, and naturally he had seen them all, so he didn’t need this cookbook at all. This was his first time entering the provincial sea. The demon beasts here were strange and weird. Apart from a few demon beasts that Dad had grilled for them to eat, he had hardly seen any of the other demon beasts.

The Lei Zhou cultivator looked curiously at the book, but he found that the four characters seemed to contain some kind of strange energy. Just looking at it made him feel dizzy, and he didn’t dare to look again.

“It’s just a cookbook, why make it look like some kind of ancient divine technique?”

The Lei Zhou cultivator rubbed his temples, feeling shocked and speechless at the same time.

Chu Chen couldn’t wait to open the cookbook and take a look. His big, round eyes darted around, and he handed the cookbook to Chu Xin, saying, “Big Sister, you do it.”

“See, I told you to study more. Now you know you can’t read, right?”

Chu Xin gave him a look of disdain, took the cookbook, looked at it, and then slowly closed it.

“Big Sister, did you find the octopus?” Chu Chen asked expectantly.

“I haven’t looked yet.”

Chu Xin said calmly.

“Then hurry up and look,” Chu Chen urged.

“No rush!”

Chu Xin waved her little white hand, turned to the Lei Zhou cultivator, and said seriously, “Uncle, do you want to eat?”

“What?” The Lei Zhou cultivator was a little confused, looking dazed.

Chu Xin continued, “If you want to eat octopus, you have to work for it. Dad said, no free meals. Killing the octopus and preparing the ingredients is my job, cooking the octopus is my little brother’s job, and finding the recipe for the octopus is such a simple task, so it’s your job, okay?”

“Uh! Alright!”

The Lei Zhou cultivator was stunned for a long time before he finally reacted. So this brat couldn’t read either.

He took the cookbook and looked at it carefully. Fortunately, the words inside didn’t have the energy contained in those four large characters, otherwise he wouldn’t dare to look.

“Isn’t there a picture of the demon beast?”

As he flipped through the cookbook, the Lei Zhou cultivator muttered to himself. But then he remembered that the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast hadn’t revealed its entire body. Only its head and eight claws were above the sea. Even if these two brats saw the picture of the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast, they probably wouldn’t recognize it.

“Damn, this isn’t a cookbook, it’s a bestiary. I really don’t know what these two brats’ father does. He actually recorded so much information about demon beasts. The key is that after each demon beast, there are detailed records of many different ways to eat and cook it.”

The Lei Zhou cultivator was shocked. He looked up at the two brats, then lowered his head to continue flipping through the book, muttering to himself, “The two brats are weird, and their father is even weirder. I’ve never seen a father prepare this kind of thing for his children. How long would it take to collect so much information about demon beasts? How long would it take to test out so many ways to eat and cook them? Does their father not cultivate?”

“Oh, I found it.”

Suddenly, his hand stopped, and he slowly read: “Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast, a thunder-attribute sea demon beast. Adults can reach the seventh rank. The taste is delicious. Recommended dishes: Charcoal-Grilled Spicy Octopus, Stir-fried Octopus… Method…”

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“Stir-fried Octopus?”

Chu Chen’s big, round eyes sparkled with anticipation. “I’ve never stir-fried before, it’s always been grilled meat. Big Sister, how about we try stir-frying?”

Chu Xin said doubtfully, “Do you even know how? It’s not good to waste ingredients. How about we try the Charcoal-Grilled Spicy Octopus first? I’ll give you a little to try stir-frying later.”

She had never eaten her little brother’s stir-fried dishes before, only grilled meat and soup. She had serious doubts about her little brother’s stir-frying skills.

“Alright.”

Chu Chen nodded.

The Lei Zhou cultivator looked at the projection of the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast still fighting the eight peak Martial Saints and reminded them, “Little friends, how about we kill the demon beast first before considering how to eat it?”

“Right, right, kill the demon beast first.”

Chu Xin and Chu Chen then remembered that they hadn’t killed the octopus yet.

“Everyone outside, get out of the way. This octopus is mine.”

Chu Xin’s childish voice was transmitted out through the God Coffin.

“Who?”

The eight peak Martial Saints turned their heads at the same time and saw a coffin speeding across the sea at a terrifying speed.

“The God Coffin? Those two brats are here?”

The pupils of the eight peak Martial Saints constricted at the same time, and they subconsciously scattered in all directions.

Those two brats were much more terrifying than this Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast. They absolutely couldn’t be provoked. Moreover, this octopus was blocking their way to the Demonic Jiao’s lair. Letting these brats deal with it was also a good choice.

Roar!

The Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast let out an unpleasant roar, and its eight tentacles, thicker than an adult’s waist, all surged towards the God Coffin.

Buzz!

The God Coffin flashed with golden patterns, carrying a heavy aura, and slammed over without slowing down.

Bang bang!

The eight tentacles lashed onto the God Coffin, making dull thuds, but they couldn’t slow down the God Coffin at all, and were instead bounced high into the air.

“I’ll smash you to death.”

Chu Xin controlled the God Coffin, suddenly accelerating. A hundred zhang distance was covered in an instant, and it directly slammed into the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast’s bald head.

With a loud bang, blood splattered everywhere.

Roar!

The Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast let out a painful howl, and its huge body flew back hundreds of zhang, creating huge waves.

Gulp!

The eight peak Martial Saints watching from afar swallowed hard, their eyes filled with shock.

That Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast, which even they couldn’t handle together, was sent flying with a single bump? As expected of the God Coffin, as expected of the brats.