Chapter 223: The Terrifying Food-Protecting Brat
“Big Baldy, if you have any other tricks, just use them all.”
Chu Xin’s main body, holding the Heaven-Slaying Sword, floated in the air, looking at the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast, which had most of its body hidden in the sea, and spoke in her childish voice.
Eight Battle Bodies stood side by side on her left and right. At a glance, nine brats lined up in a row, a truly spectacular scene.
Roar!
The Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast let out a roar, but its momentum was not as strong as before.
“Come on.”
Chu Xin raised the Heaven-Slaying Sword in her hand, her face full of anticipation.
Since obtaining the God Coffin, she hadn’t had a good fight. This time, she finally had an opponent that could make her show some real skill.
However, just as she was preparing to meet the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast’s attack, the beast suddenly sank into the sea and quickly fled into the distance.
Chu Xin was stunned for a moment, then furious, she shouted in her childish voice, “Big Baldy, don’t run, obediently go to my brother’s grill.”
As she shouted, she threw the Heaven-Slaying Sword in her hand. With a flick of her wrist, the Heaven-Slaying Sword flew through the air, instantly catching up with the fleeing Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast, but did not attack, instead hovering above the beast’s head.
“Sword Domain!”
Chu Xin shouted in a low voice, the Heaven-Slaying Sword trembled, and a strange energy fluctuation swept out, enveloping the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast’s huge body.
This was her domain, the first time she had used it alone. Before, she had always used the combined domain, the Saber and Sword Domain, with Chu Chen.
Although the Sword Domain was not as powerful as the Saber and Sword Domain, with Chu Xin’s current strength, it was no problem to trap the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast.
Strange fluctuations filled the Sword Domain, and the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast felt its body become heavy, its speed greatly reduced, as if it had fallen into a swamp of laws, extremely uncomfortable.
Buzz!
Dense sword Qi filled the Sword Domain. As Chu Xin formed hand seals, endless sword Qi pierced through the air.
Roar!
The Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast let out a panicked roar, its eight tentacles flailing wildly, trying to block the sword Qi.
Puchi!
However, these sword Qis, empowered by the Sword Domain, were incredibly powerful, easily slicing the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast’s tentacles into pieces.
The Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast let out a painful howl, blue blood spilling out.
“Little Brother, start grilling.”
Chu Xin waved her small, white hand, sending all the severed tentacles to the front of the God Coffin.
Creak!
The coffin lid opened, and all the severed tentacles were collected into the God Coffin. After a little processing, Chu Chen placed them on the grill.
There were also one or two pieces that he cut into smaller pieces for stir-frying.
“Start grilling?”
Hearing these three words, the spectating Martial Saints were speechless. This brat actually wanted to grill the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast and eat it?
Roar!
The Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast also let out a deafening roar. Its two huge eyes finally emerged from the sea, revealing endless anger.
This damn human brat actually treated it, a dignified peak seventh-rank demon beast, as food? This was simply unforgivable.
The eight severed tentacles quickly grew back, and it frantically swung its eight tentacles, rapidly approaching Chu Xin.
“Huh? They can grow back? If I catch it, won’t I have endless grilled tentacles to eat?”
Seeing this, Chu Xin’s big, round eyes filled with endless joy, and she excitedly shouted, “Big Baldy, I’ve decided not to beat you to death. I’m going to catch you, and eat your tentacles every day from now on.”
The spectating Martial Saints in the distance couldn’t help but rub their foreheads. This brat’s thoughts were truly unfathomable.
Roar!
The Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast became even more furious. This brat wanted to keep it as livestock, cutting off a few tentacles whenever she wanted to eat? This was a great humiliation. I, a dignified peak seventh-rank Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast, would rather die than submit.
But no matter how frantically it attacked, it couldn’t get close to Chu Xin. Instead, its tentacles were cut off by the endless sword Qi again and again.
“More, more, these tentacles aren’t enough for us to eat.”
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Chu Xin was excited.
The Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast’s tentacles regenerated again and again, and each time they were cut off, its aura gradually weakened.
Obviously, the repeated regeneration of its tentacles consumed a lot of its energy.
After another round of having its tentacles cut off and sent to the God Coffin, the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast simply stopped regenerating its tentacles. Its eyes flashed with endless madness, and its originally weakened aura suddenly surged dramatically.
“Not good, it’s going to self-destruct.”
The Martial Saints in the distance exclaimed, their faces filled with shock. With their rich combat experience, they could naturally tell at a glance what the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast was trying to do.
Chu Xin was still young, and her reaction was a beat slower.
“No!”
She shouted urgently, trying to stop it, but it was too late.
With a loud bang, the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast’s huge body exploded, and the terrifying energy fluctuations instantly swept out, shattering even the sword Qi in the Sword Domain. Chu Xin, who was not far away, was sent flying hundreds of feet by the powerful energy shock, falling into the sea. Even the eight Battle Bodies were scattered by the explosion, returning to Chu Xin’s body.
“Was that brat blown to death?”
The Martial Saints widened their eyes, their faces full of regret.
The self-destruction of a peak seventh-rank demon beast was incredibly powerful. Apart from Martial Emperors, probably no one could withstand it.
No matter how strong that brat was, she was still not a Martial Emperor, and the distance was so close. This time, there would probably be no miracle.
“Little Friend, are you not worried about your sister at all?”
Inside the God Coffin, the Lei Zhou Cultivator looked at Chu Chen, who was flipping the barbecue while studying how to stir-fry, and couldn’t help but ask.
“Big Sister can’t be killed by an explosion.”
Chu Chen said without looking up.
The Lei Zhou Cultivator’s lips moved, but he didn’t know what to say.
Suddenly, Chu Chen turned to look at the Lei Zhou Cultivator and asked, “By the way, does it say how much seasoning to add?”
“……”
The Lei Zhou Cultivator couldn’t help but roll his eyes and picked up the Ten Thousand Beasts Cookbook to read.
Whoosh!
Just then, a figure soared out of the sea, wrapped in a layer of light that kept out all the seawater. It was Chu Xin, who had been blown away earlier.
She looked at the pool of minced meat on the surface of the sea, which was being fought over by many demon beasts, and shouted angrily, “You damn demon beasts, don’t steal my meat.”
As soon as she finished speaking, her small body flashed, and she flew back. The eight Battle Bodies reappeared, fighting with the demon beasts for the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast’s minced meat.
But there were too many demon beasts, and even nine brats couldn’t win.
“Steal my meat, and I’ll eat you all.”
Chu Xin said angrily, then once again used her Sword Domain to envelop the area. With a wave of her small, white hand, dense sword Qi pierced through the air, killing all the demon beasts that were fighting for the food, leaving none alive.
“Hiss! A food-protecting brat is truly terrifying.”
The spectating Martial Saints in the distance shuddered, swallowing hard, their hearts filled with fear.