Mu Feiyang's Thunderous Rage

Woof, woof... Woof woof woof!

Just as Zhao Shanshan was pondering these matters, a sudden burst of barking pulled her back to her senses. She looked toward the black dog beside her.

She saw the black dog standing upright, extending a paw to point at the large pot on the table. Zhao Shanshan immediately came to her senses.

Without time to think, Zhao Shanshan poured the ingredients Mu Feiyang had prepared into the pot. This was something Mu Feiyang had instructed her to do earlier.

If the black dog beside her had not reminded her, Zhao Shanshan would have forgotten all about it. At the same time, she was astonished by how intelligent the black dog was.

Before long, Mu Feiyang brought out two plates. One held slices of Seven Treasures Fish, while the other contained the chicken he had just prepared.

"Miss Zhao, please come help me carry a few things."

After setting down the two main dishes, Mu Feiyang called out to Zhao Shanshan and headed back into the house. Zhao Shanshan naturally hurried after him.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yingying, who was holding Mu Qingling, stood beside the table and smelled the fragrance drifting from the pot. She could not help swallowing.

Although Zhao Yingying still did not know what hotpot was, the broth in the pot smelled so delicious that she was especially looking forward to it.

At this moment, Zhao Shanshan, who had followed Mu Feiyang into the house, came out carrying three chairs. Mu Feiyang carried three sets of bowls and chopsticks, along with some drinks.

"Come, come, come. Sit down, it's time to eat."

"Miss Yingying, give the little one to me!"

Mu Feiyang called for the two of them to sit, while also bringing out his daughter's stroller. He took Mu Qingling from Zhao Yingying's arms and placed her in it.

"Thank you, Young Master Mu!"

The Zhao sisters thanked him politely and sat down, but they did not know how to begin eating, because the meat on the two plates was still raw.

"No need to be so polite. Guests are guests! It's only a meal, isn't it?"

"Come on, you probably haven't eaten like this before, right? Watch me eat once, and you'll understand."

Mu Feiyang knew the two sisters definitely did not know how to eat hotpot, so he demonstrated it once and taught them.

Watching Mu Feiyang's movements, Zhao Shanshan and Zhao Yingying followed his example and began swishing food through the hotpot with convincing imitation.

"Mmm!"

"It smells amazing!"

For the two of them, trying hotpot for the first time, just one slice of fish completely conquered them. They had never eaten fish this fragrant before.

At that moment, both of them thought that the food they had eaten in the imperial palace before was practically no different from pig feed.

"If it tastes good, then eat more."

Mu Feiyang said this to them before swishing a slice of fish for his daughter. By then, his daughter, who had been placed in the stroller, had already stood up upon seeing Mu Feiyang cooking hotpot, her little hands desperately tugging at his clothes.

While the three of them were eating hotpot, a group of black-clad people arrived a hundred li away from Laga Village. Judging from how quickly they moved, none of them were ordinary people—they were all cultivators.

"Have you investigated everything clearly?"

One of the black-clad men, apparently the leader, asked someone kneeling before him.

"Reporting to my lord, this subordinate has investigated it clearly. The two Princesses are in a small mountain village a hundred li ahead, staying in one of the households there."

"What is the situation in the village?"

"My lord, everyone in the village is ordinary. They are common folk who live by hunting, and there are only around several dozen of them."

"Travel at full speed. Once we reach our destination, seal off the entire village. No one is to be allowed to leave. Kill everyone you see without mercy!"

After hearing the report, the black-clad leader immediately ordered everyone to travel at full speed. Furthermore, he issued an order to slaughter without mercy.

"Yes!"

A hundred li was only about half an hour's journey for cultivators. After the black-clad men arrived at Laga Village, one group went to seal off the entire village.

The rest entered Laga Village under their leader's command. At that exact moment, an old man had just finished eating and stepped out of his house, intending to take a stroll.

When he saw a large group of black-clad people pouring into the village, the old man curiously walked over, intending to ask what they were doing.

Laga Village's location was unusual, so strangers occasionally came through. However, most of them entered the mountain range to hunt Demonic Beasts.

Those people either came to Laga Village seeking lodging or had just emerged from hunting Demonic Beasts and stopped here to rest. Seeing such a large group suddenly appear, the old man assumed they had come to rest as well.

"What brings you people to our Laga Village..."

Squelch!

Before the old man could finish speaking, a longsword suddenly pierced through his chest. With difficulty, the old man lowered his head and looked at the blade protruding through his chest.

"You... you people..."

The old man did not even have time to finish his words before his head tilted to one side and he breathed his last.

"Fang Jin, take a team and kill all these people. The rest, come with me."

"Yes, my lord!"

"Lead the way."

The black-clad man who had previously delivered the report led the remaining men toward the eastern side of Laga Village. Meanwhile, the three people still eating hotpot had no idea what was happening in the village.

No, that was not quite right. Only one person was still eating hotpot, because after Zhao Shanshan and Zhao Yingying each ate a piece of chicken, they felt a powerful surge of spiritual energy rampaging through their bodies.

The two were instantly shocked out of their wits. They could no longer care about eating hotpot and hurriedly sat down where they were to cultivate.

At this moment, they could not help wondering whether this was truly wild chicken or a Demonic Beast. How could it contain such dense spiritual energy?

Especially Zhao Yingying. She had previously eaten the meat of a Level Six Demonic Beast, the Porcupine Demon, and had only broken through to the sixth layer of the Adamantine Realm because of it.

Yet the spiritual energy contained in this piece of chicken was several times greater than that of the Level Six Demonic Beast Porcupine Demon she had eaten before. This proved it was no wild chicken at all—it had to be something beyond a Level Six Demonic Beast.

Zhao Yingying's guess was indeed correct. What Little Black had brought back was not a wild chicken at all, but a phoenix from the Thunder Mountain Range's foremost clan.

Although it was still an immature phoenix and had only reached the level of a Level Seven Demonic Beast, phoenixes were divine beasts. Even at Level Seven, they were not something ordinary Demonic Beasts could compare with.

The spiritual energy contained within a phoenix's flesh was naturally far more potent than that of a Level Six Demonic Beast Porcupine Demon. It was not strange for Zhao Yingying to think this way.

Woof, woof... Woof woof woof!

As Mu Feiyang was eating hotpot, he suddenly heard Little Black barking fiercely. Puzzled, Mu Feiyang looked toward Little Black.

Little Black was barking wildly toward the outside of the courtyard. It had discovered ill-intentioned strangers and was warning Mu Feiyang.

"Hm?"

Mu Feiyang was puzzled for a moment, then extended his Divine Sense outside. What he saw made him thunderously enraged.

"You are courting death!"

Mu Feiyang's body suddenly vanished from where he stood. When he reappeared, he was already above Laga Village. Then a terrifying aura descended, and the entire village seemed as though someone had pressed pause.

"You damned creatures! You actually dared to murder people and commit atrocities in Laga Village! No matter who you are or what force you belong to, I will uproot every last one of you!"