Waiting by the Stump for a Rabbit

Twelve Wings: "No way, no way—Boss Taotian actually got to eat Heavenly Immortal meat! That was a Fourth Grade Heavenly Immortal, a terrifying existence capable of destroying heaven and earth with every gesture. Its true body, a star, could even condense a Star Annihilation Cannon that could wipe out an entire race with one blast. Boss Taotian actually got to eat its meat."

Kunlun All-Knowing: "66666666... Boss Taotian is mighty, Boss Taotian is domineering, Boss Taotian is mighty and domineering."

Ten-Mile Slope Sword God: "Awesome in one word—Boss Taotian, let's go!"

Demonic Flame Soaring Sky: "An incarnation's meat doesn't taste good. The true body's meat is much tastier. As expected of the Tengu Race. In the past, limited by my strength, I could only eat Sixth Grade and Fifth Grade Tengu meat. I thought Fourth Grade Tengu meat would be about the same, but who knew it would be this delicious? Unfortunately, the Tengu Race only sent over a dozen or so Fourth Grade Tengus. It's a bit not enough to eat."

Twelve Wings: "(﹃) Boss Taotian, do you have any leftover Tengu innards? Tengu hide would do too. Could you get me a little to taste? As far as I know, there's a Tengu Race in the Central Plains, and it seems to be a Fourth Grade Heaven Race. You didn't eat Tengu meat from there, did you?"

Demonic Flame Soaring Sky: "That's exactly where it came from. The Tengu Race of the Central Plains is a vassal of our Devil Race and falls under my Imperial Father. Every hundred years, they have to offer up quite a few good things in tribute, and Tengu meat is merely one of them. Unfortunately, both the quantity and quality of this tribute declined this time. Imperial Father flew into a rage