Fantasy: My Wife is the Empress, and Our Cute Kids Wreak Havoc in the Nine Provinces – Chapter 224

Chapter 224: The Brat’s Stir-fried Octopus is Burnt?

“Now there are no more demon beasts to fight me for meat.”

Chu Xin looked at the dense mass of demon beast corpses floating on the sea and patted her little hands in satisfaction. However, her expression quickly stiffened, and her eyes became somewhat dull.

She saw that the surrounding sea was once again covered with a dense mass of demon beasts. These demon beasts were basically low-level demon beasts without intelligence, but their instinct to devour the flesh of high-level demon beasts to evolve was even stronger than that of intelligent demon beasts.

Driven by this instinct, they were like moths to a flame, fearless of death, just to take a bite of the high-level demon beast meat.

“Again?”

Chu Xin’s delicate little brows furrowed, her big, round eyes widened, and she took out a pile of talismans and threw them in all directions. The talismans bloomed with dazzling light in the air, and golden threads connected with each other. A curtain of light hung down from the threads, instantly forming a protective shield that enveloped all the demon beast corpses.

Bang! Bang!

The dense mass of low-level demon beasts crashed into the protective shield, and the powerful recoil shattered their bodies. Even so, those low-level demon beasts did not stop at all, crashing into it in a suicidal manner.

Chu Xin waved her little white hand and put away all the demon beast corpses. These would all become delicious grilled meat and could not be wasted.

After collecting the demon beast corpses, she waved her hand to remove the protective shield. The low-level demon beasts immediately swarmed in, fighting for the seawater stained with the blood of the demon beasts.

Chu Xin glanced at them and turned back into the God Coffin. She took out all the shredded meat of the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast and piled it aside. Then she summoned her eight Battle Bodies to handle the ingredients, and she couldn’t wait to ask, “Little Brother, is there any grilled octopus meat ready? Let me have a taste.”

“Big Sister, here you go.”

Chu Chen handed over a skewer of grilled octopus tentacles that was taller than him, his eyes fixed on the cauldron.

Chu Xin took the grilled octopus tentacles and couldn’t wait to take a bite. Her eyes lit up, and she said happily, “It’s so chewy, so elastic, and it has a delicious grilled meat aroma. It’s so delicious.”

The Lei Zhou Cultivator next to her swallowed, smacked his lips, and stared at the grilled octopus tentacles in Chu Xin’s hand. He had been watching and smelling for a long time, and just the aroma alone made his mouth water. Now, seeing Chu Xin eating so deliciously and enjoying it so much, his appetite grew even bigger.

But this was meat grilled by the two brats, and it was eighth-rank demon beast meat. If the brats didn’t offer it to him, he wouldn’t dare to ask.

“Hmm!”

Chu Chen was naturally confident in his grilling skills. He responded without turning his head, his eyes still fixed on the cauldron, his little brows slightly furrowed.

Seeing this, Chu Xin was a little puzzled. In the two years of grilling meat, she had never seen this expression on her little brother’s face, as if he had encountered some great difficulty.

She walked to the cauldron and looked inside. She saw a pile of thumb-sized meat pieces, all black and charred. She couldn’t help but ask in surprise, “Little Brother, what is this? Why is it burnt?”

“Stir-fried octopus.”

Chu Chen didn’t raise his head and said with some distress, “I clearly followed Dad’s steps exactly, so why doesn’t it work?”

“Stir-fried octopus?”

Chu Xin looked at the pile of meat in the cauldron with some heartache. So much delicious food was wasted. It would have been better if it had been grilled. But seeing Chu Chen’s eyes full of thought, she couldn’t bear to say anything more and instead comforted him, “It’s okay. Dad said that failure is the mother of success. Without a mother, there would be no sons and daughters.”

“Did Dad say that?” Chu Chen asked with a look of doubt.

“Of course. I told you to listen carefully, but you didn’t. Now you regret it, right?”

Chu Xin nodded very firmly. “So, Little Brother, don’t be discouraged. As long as you make more mothers, you will soon have sons and daughters.”

Pfft!

The Lei Zhou Cultivator next to them couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.

Chu Xin took a bite of the grilled meat, glared at him with some dissatisfaction, and asked angrily, “Uncle, what are you laughing at?”

“Nothing, I’m not laughing at anything. I just thought of some happy things,” the Lei Zhou Cultivator quickly explained, suppressing his smile.

“Oh.”

Chu Xin didn’t think much of it. She turned to look at Chu Chen, then at the burnt meat in the cauldron. Her big, round eyes flashed with a hint of heartache again, and she finally couldn’t help but say, “But, I think you can use those demon beast meat to make the old mother first. When you have sons and daughters, it will be better to make stir-fried octopus.”

Pfft!

The Lei Zhou Cultivator almost burst out laughing again. He quickly covered his mouth with his hand, his face flushed red from holding back.

Chu Chen turned to look at him and then continued to study his stir-fry.

Chu Xin ate the grilled meat and turned to the Lei Zhou Cultivator, asking, “Did you think of something happy again?”

“Yes, yes!”

The Lei Zhou Cultivator nodded repeatedly. These two brats were just too funny. If someone hadn’t heard the whole conversation from the beginning, they probably wouldn’t understand what they were talking about.

“You have a lot of happy things? I want to hear them too.”

Chu Xin asked curiously, “Dad said that happy things should be shared so that everyone can be happy.”

“Ah? This, that…”

The Lei Zhou Cultivator stammered, unable to say anything for a long time. Suddenly, he had an idea and said, “Little Friend, I think we should go to the Demonic Jiao’s Lair as soon as possible. It would be bad if someone got there first.”

“Ah, I almost forgot about the important thing.”

Chu Xin slapped her forehead with her oily little hand, leaving a greasy handprint. Then she took a big bite of the grilled meat that was taller than her and prepared to make hand seals with both hands. Suddenly, she stopped and turned to the Lei Zhou Cultivator, asking, “Do you know where the Demonic Jiao’s Lair is?”

“I don’t know.”

The Lei Zhou Cultivator shook his head.

Chu Xin frowned, then looked at the projection of the cultivators around the God Coffin. She changed her hand seals, and the projection appeared above the God Coffin. After scanning the crowd, she pointed at one person and asked in a childish voice, “Do you know where the Demonic Jiao’s Lair is?”

The Peak Martial Saint’s eyes darted around, and he pointed ahead, saying, “Go forward a hundred miles, sink to the bottom of the sea, and you will see the Demonic Jiao’s Lair.”

“Thank you!”

Chu Xin clasped her oily little hands together, thanked him, and was about to leave. But she thought for a moment and, still not feeling reassured, pointed at another cultivator and asked, “Is the Demonic Jiao’s Lair where he said it is?”

“Ah?”

The cultivator didn’t expect the brat to suddenly ask him. He was a little stunned and hesitated for a long time before saying, “The Demonic Jiao’s Lair is at the bottom of the sea where the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast was previously located.”

As soon as he said this, the Peak Martial Saint who answered first glared at him angrily, and the other cultivators also glared at him.

Chu Xin heard two different answers and couldn’t help but scratch her head, leaving greasy marks in her black hair. Then she looked at the other cultivators and asked, “Which of them is right? If anyone lies to me, I will beat their butts.”

“The Demonic Jiao’s Lair is indeed at the bottom of the sea where the Purple Thunder Eight-Clawed Beast was located,” the cultivators said in unison.

Anyway, the real location had already been exposed. There was no point in lying anymore, and it would only anger the brat, so they might as well tell the truth.

Chu Xin looked at the cultivator who answered first and said angrily, “So you lied to me?”