"System, you're the best." Li Zhōujūn smiled.
[Ding: Then do you want to call me...]
"Of course—not counting calling you Dad." Li Zhōujūn cut off the system.
[Ding: ...]
While chatting and joking with the system,
Li Zhōujūn and Yan Xuanqing arrived at their lodgings in Di Lin Inn.
Yan Xuanqing's room was right next to Li Zhōujūn's.
"It's getting late. Get some rest during this period and conserve your energy. After all, the Emperor's Demise Battlefield is still very dangerous," Li Zhōujūn said.
"With Mr. Li here, I'm not afraid of anything!" Yan Xuanqing said with a smile.
Li Zhōujūn: "..."
"By the way, Mr. Li, here's the money for the room." As she spoke, Yan Xuanqing took out some Immortal Crystals and was about to hand them to Li Zhōujūn.
Li Zhōujūn refused with a smile. "No need. Take that money and buy some roast chicken instead. Of course, I don't mind if it's grilled, slow-cooked, or stir-fried. As long as it's chicken, I'm good."
As he spoke, Li Zhōujūn pushed open the door, walked in, and closed it behind him.
Yan Xuanqing stood outside the door, actually feeling a little curious.
An Immortal Emperor had definitely reached the Bigu realm. She wondered why Mr. Li loved eating chicken so much. He had bought one every day for two months—wouldn't he get tired of it?
Thinking this, Yan Xuanqing made up her mind. She had to learn one hundred and eight ways to cook chicken and prepare different chicken dishes for Mr. Li every day: salt-baked chicken, stir-fried chicken, steamed chicken... She had to learn them all!
From then on, the chickens and chicken demons of the Immortal World trembled in fear. One chicken-eating maniac was bad enough, but now there was going to be another chicken-slaughtering maniac.