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"This is the right foreleg of a demon beast."

If a normal person heard this, they would probably burst into laughter.

This is the world of science, where demon beasts and ghosts are considered feudal superstitions.

Normal people would definitely not believe it.

But Li Xiaoyao believed it, and at that moment he stared at the hairy leg and asked, "What demon beast is this?"

"An adult Evil Spirit Wolf." Jiang Lichun pointed at the boiling pressure cooker and said, "Your midnight snack has boiled."

"Bang!"

The pressure cooker suddenly exploded with a painful bang that hurt the ears, and Li Xiaoyao looked down.

"Damn!"

The medicinal herbs in the pressure cooker had melted and turned into liquid.

The first attempt at making pill medicine with a pressure cooker ended officially in failure.

Looking at the pot of liquid herbs, Li Xiaoyao felt an indescribable bitterness.

The most precious herb among them was the fleeceflower root, and now, without even seeing the embryonic form of the pill medicine, it had failed.

"It smells really good, just needs a bit more meat." Old man Jiang, without anyone noticing when, had come closer, stretching his neck and sniffing vigorously.

To Li Xiaoyao, the failed medicinal materials were just rubbish, perhaps slightly better than rubbish.

"Let me make this clear, I won't deal with the leg meat. If you want to eat it, you have to cook it yourself."

Old man Jiang nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, leave it to me, I'm quite skilled at cooking."

Li Xiaoyao let Old man Jiang take over the kitchen, where he shut the door and pottered about by himself.

In just over ten minutes, the smell of meat wafted from the kitchen. Li Xiaoyao sniffed and licked his lips, saying, "The old man's cooking skills are not bad."

Li Xiaoyao found himself somewhat looking forward to it.

After waiting for another half an hour or so, Old man Jiang came out of the kitchen carrying the pressure cooker.

The rich scent of meat emanated from the cooker, filling the spacious living room completely.

Old man Jiang placed the pressure cooker on the coffee table, sat cross-legged on the floor, and said, "How can we have meat without wine?"

After saying that, Old man Jiang took out a jar of wine from his storage ring, with at least five pounds in it.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Old man Jiang popped the seal and poured wine into two empty bowls.

Li Xiaoyao picked up his bowl and said, "The cooking is good."

Old man Jiang also picked up his bowl and replied, "It's mainly because the ingredients are good. Cheers."

The two clinked bowls and downed the wine in one gulp, then started eating the meat.

The meat in the pressure cooker was frighteningly nutritious.

Li Xiaoyao bit into it and found that the meat contained extremely rich spiritual energy, making him involuntarily close his eyes slightly.

"This meat is just too delicious."

Li Xiaoyao sighed and began to eat voraciously.

Old man Jiang looked at Li Xiaoyao with contempt and said, "Eating like that, you're ruining the delicacy."

"Then let it be wasted," Li Xiaoyao mumbled, and continued to eat the meat and sip the soup.

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Jiang Lao Tou saw Li Xiaoyao eating so quickly that he couldn't help but glare with wide eyes and scold, "You stinky boy, leave some for the old Taoist."

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Half an hour later, the old and the young were awkwardly leaning on the sofa, rubbing their bellies with satisfied expressions on their faces.

Li Xiaoyao knew better than anyone just how terrifying his appetite could be. Yet now, after eating only the better part of a Demon Beast's thigh, he felt full, which was truly unbelievable.

"Jiang Lao Tou, is there any more?" Li Xiaoyao looked at him with eager eyes, wondering if he should get some Demon Beast meat from the old man.

Because Li Xiaoyao could clearly feel that after eating so much meat, the Spiritual Power in his Dantian had reached an extremely terrifying level. If he could refine all these Spiritual Energies, his Cultivation Level would surely reach a new realm.

As if seeing through Li Xiaoyao's thoughts, Jiang Lao Tou said, "No more, just this one leg."

Li Xiaoyao pouted, not believing a word from Jiang Lao Tou.

"Old man, I don't want your stuff for nothing. You give me meat, and I'll refine Pill Medicine for you." In his desire for the Demon Beast meat, Li Xiaoyao pulled out his trump card.

Being a Cultivator himself, he naturally knew what interested his fellow practitioners.

Worldly possessions could no longer attract Cultivators at their level. What they desired was to constantly elevate their Cultivation Level.

Pill Medicine was precisely the thing Cultivators needed most.

"Refine Pill Medicine?" Jiang Lao Tou was half-doubtful, then said scornfully, "Like you were just doing with the pressure cooker?"

Li Xiaoyao blushed, but still insisted, "If you hadn't suddenly shown up, I would have already perfected the Pill Medicine."

"Heh." Jiang Lao Tou got up and walked toward the room, not looking back as he said, "Kid, with your refining skills, no amount of medicinal ingredients would be enough for you to waste."

Li Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and said, "Old man, I saved your life after all. Is it too much to ask for a few pieces of meat?"

Jiang Lao Tou turned around and said, "Kid, considering you too are a Cultivator and taking into account the life you saved, I took out this piece of Demon Beast meat to share with you. With your current low level of cultivation, tonight's meal is enough to raise your Cultivation Level by one realm. By doing so, I'm repaying your life-saving grace."

"Low level of cultivation?" Li Xiaoyao looked at him with a weird expression and asked, "You can discern my Cultivation Level?"

"Just a youngster who's barely entered the Qi-Training Mirror, you think I'm really blind?"

"Hahaha!" Li Xiaoyao laughed mockingly several times, then stood up from the sofa and beckoned to Jiang Lao Tou, "Come on, old man, let's have a spar."

"Kid, didn't your elders tell you that when you meet your seniors, you should treat them with respect?" Jiang Lao Tou found Li Xiaoyao quite to his liking and had shared the precious Demon Beast meat with him because he had saved his life.

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Li Xiaoyao took out a stack of Spirit Stones and tossed them on the sofa.

Seeing the pile of Spirit Stones, Jiang Lao Tou's eyes suddenly lit up, "Looks like you're from a major family; otherwise, you wouldn't have so many Spirit Stones."

Li Xiaoyao said, "Just sparring is too boring. How about this, if you can defeat me in half a move, these Spirit Stones are yours. If you lose, I don't ask for much—just ten pieces of the Demon Beast meat we had earlier."

"Confidence is good, but too much confidence is arrogance." Jiang Lao Tou snorted lightly and said, "Don't say the old man is bullying you. If you can withstand one punch from me, I'll teach you a move and a half as part of the debt for saving my life."

Li Xiaoyao shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Lao Tou made no preparation, and just lifted his right hand slowly, his fist half clenched, and threw a seemingly light punch at Li Xiaoyao.

A flash of surprise passed through Li Xiaoyao's eyes. He knew Jiang Lao Tou was a Cultivator, but he could not discern his exact level of cultivation.

Only when the punch was thrown did Li Xiaoyao confirm that Jiang Lao Tou's Cultivation Level was only stronger than his, not weaker.

Li Xiaoyao moved his feet, step by step, each one precise. By the time he took his last step, Jiang Lao Tou's fist had arrived at his side, brushing past his ear.

"Eh!"

Jiang Lao Tou uttered in surprise, a glint of shock flashing in his eyes.

"Kid, what's your level of cultivation?"