Jiang Ping stepped forward, raised the large spoon in his hand, and brought it down on their heads.
"Is there something wrong with your feet? Your ears broken too? Or is it your brains?"
"Dinner's ready! Since you're guests brought by the Heng Ha Generals, I went out of my way to prepare some delicious feed for you today! Hurry up and give it a try!"
Watching the large spoon descend toward his head, Di Jun sneered inwardly. You're just an ordinary creature. You think you can hit me?
He turned his head slightly, intending to dodge.
To his surprise, no matter how he moved, the spoon still came down on his head at an unhurried pace.
In an instant, his head rang, and his primordial spirit trembled violently.
Di Jun was horrified. How was this possible?!
The man was clearly an ordinary creature. He hadn't used even a trace of Magic Power, and there wasn't the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy around them.
Why couldn't I dodge? Why could a hit to my head shake my primordial spirit?
Di Jun looked at Taiyi and saw the same look of utter terror in his eyes.
Taiyi was filled with uncertainty. This was too bizarre.
That hit from the spoon had left his primordial spirit trembling nonstop.
He couldn't help but feel wary. Could this ordinary-looking spoon be a powerful Xiantian Spirit Treasure?
"Hurry up and eat! You're picky eaters too? Just look at how pale and skinny you are. You're starving!"
Jiang Ping was rather displeased. He had carefully prepared feed for these two Three-legged Chicken chicks, and they weren't even grateful.
Look at them, acting all high and mighty and disgusted. They were clearly picky eaters.
Picky eating was easy to fix: starve them for a meal, beat them for a meal, and they'd be cured in no time!
With great reluctance, Di Jun and Taiyi shuffled on their three feet toward the large basin. Looking at the heap of unsightly feed inside, they found it impossible to swallow.
The two were overcome with grief. I, the mighty Demon Emperor and Demon Emperor, have actually sunk to the point of being fed like livestock.
If we have to be kept, fine. At least give us something edible.
The Heavenly Court is full of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, so plentiful we don't even care to eat them. Who could swallow this pile of... garbage?
Watching the Heng Ha Generals eat with gusto, Di Jun and Taiyi could only feel sorrow.
A phoenix in dire straits was worse off than a chicken.
It seemed they weren't unwilling to join the Heavenly Court. They simply hadn't yet seen how prosperous it was.
Di Jun thought to himself, Once I get the chance, I'll take them out of this living hell.
At the very least, they won't have to eat this... garbage!
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and eat, or there won't be any left," Jiang Ping scolded fiercely.
"Di Jun, Taiyi, hurry up and eat. Whatever you do, don't make the master angry. I guarantee you won't be able to handle the consequences," Kong Xuan advised them through a whispered transmission.
Di Jun looked at him with sympathy. "Daoist Kong Xuan, you've really been through a lot. Golden-Winged Great Peng, Jade Qilin, White Tiger—could it be you've all lost your memories?"
"Your ancestors were once the stars of the Primordial World. Your clans were rulers of the Primordial World! Though you've fallen from grace, your bloodlines are still among the most exalted in the Primordial World."
"I never imagined you'd been enduring humiliation in this little courtyard all this time. It truly saddens me."
Golden-Winged Great Peng curled his lip. "Di Jun, give it a rest. You're so clueless. Let me put it this way: even if you put a Ginseng Fruit in front of me and offered to trade it, I still wouldn't eat it."
Taiyi burst out laughing. "Golden-Winged Great Peng, you're full of hot air. Do you even know how rare Ginseng Fruit is? Besides, the Ginseng Fruit tree is under the control of that shrewd schemer Zhen Yuanzi. Ordinary people can't get their hands on it."
"Heng Ha Generals, your friends sure are picky. They don't even have the courtesy to humor me. This is really putting me in a difficult position," Jiang Ping said, displeased by all their incessant squawking.
The Heng Ha Generals trembled when they heard that and hurriedly urged them, "Di Jun, Taiyi, the master seems to be getting angry! Hurry up and eat!"
Di Jun shook his head vigorously. "You'll have to kill me before I eat!"
Da Huang looked at Di Jun with pity. "Then you'd better get ready to be killed."
Jiang Ping was at his wit's end. These two Three-legged Chickens really weren't giving him any face.
Let me think of something.
A thought struck Jiang Ping. He dashed into the room, rummaged around, and pulled out a crumpled book.
He dusted it off and began poring over it carefully.
Taiyi sneaked a glance at the cover, utterly baffled.
Pet Rapid Cultivation and Training Manual?
What kind of book was this?
He'd never heard of such a thing.
The Heng Ha Generals, Da Huang, and Xiao Bai all trembled when they saw the book.
How terrifying. The master had brought that book out again.
They'd suffered plenty at his hands back then.
They'd woken from nightmares countless times in the dead of night.
They'd thought the master had lost interest in it. They never expected him to take it out and read it again today.
Di Jun, Taiyi, you're on your own.
Jiang Ping flipped through the pages, muttering to himself as he read.
"What should you do when a pet has no appetite?"
"Oh, it says you should beat it first, then starve it for two days, then beat it again. Keep it up for a month, and you should start to see results."
"How should you train an uncooperative pet?"
"Beat it once and see how it goes. If that doesn't work, beat it again and see how it goes. Keep repeating this for a week. If there's still no improvement, beat it to death!"
The Heng Ha Generals were so horrified that their scalps prickled. They didn't even dare raise their heads, and ate with even greater gusto.
Di Jun and Taiyi felt uneasy too. No wonder Kunpeng and the others were so short-tempered and quick to start a fight over the slightest thing.
Just listen to this ordinary creature. All he ever talked about was beating someone!
Is beating them really useful? You should win them over with virtue!
Jiang Ping reread the manual and gained a little insight.
He closed the book with a smile. I get it now. I've completely mastered the true art of training pets.
"Hey! You two! This is the last time I'm asking. Are you going to eat or not?"
Di Jun and Taiyi both turned their heads away at the same time.
Jiang Ping chuckled. Oh, I see. That look on your faces clearly says you couldn't care less.
Looks like it's time to show you what I can really do.
They say you should put what you've just learned into practice right away. Let's see if I've really mastered the true art of training pets.
Without warning, Jiang Ping swung the large spoon and whacked each of them once.
Clang! Clang!
The two crisp clangs made Jiang Ping's hand go slightly numb.
Di Jun and Taiyi sneered inwardly. Hmph. Did you think we'd let you catch us off guard again? We were ready this time!
Huh?
You two really are hard-headed. No wonder you're so rebellious and disobedient.
I was worried I'd crack your skulls. You're already disabled Three-legged Chickens; if I beat you brain-dead too, that'd be a real crime.
But now it looks like your heads are as hard as iron. You nearly broke my spoon.
"I'll go find something more suitable."
Jiang Ping looked around. Heh, that Rolling Pin in the corner looks just right.
Di Jun and Taiyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They'd been a little wary of the spoon, but they didn't care in the slightest about an ordinary wooden stick like this.
Go ahead and hit us. We won't even dodge.
With your ordinary background, you could keep hitting us until the next epoch, and we still wouldn't budge!
Jiang Ping picked up the Rolling Pin and hefted it from side to side.
Heh, let's see if I can teach you two a proper lesson.
Before you continue