"True Man Tai Bai, please help me drive this nail into the bamboo rat's crown."
"The body of a Foundation Establishment Late Stage spirit beast is too tough. I can't break through its defenses."
Ding—
Taihua Tianji held the Soul Suppressing Nail between his fingers and flicked it.
With a soft chime, the Soul Suppressing Nail sank precisely into the bamboo rat's head, locking its soul firmly inside its body.
"True Man Tai Bai, ordinary boiling water won't get this fellow's fur off. I wonder if you have a way?"
Countless streaks of sword light flashed by. Every hair on the bamboo rat's body was severed at the root by Sword Qi, without so much as scratching its skin.
"Next, we need to gut it. I'll have to trouble True Man Tai Bai with that too."
Another razor-sharp streak of sword light appeared. The bamboo rat's belly split open, the incision smooth as a mirror, and its internal organs spilled out in a gush.
Su Yuan could handle the remaining steps himself.
Looking at Su Yuan, already busily roasting the bamboo rat, then at his daughter, who stood to the side holding a snake and watching, True Man Tai Bai felt a headache coming on.
He was a Sword Immortal, acknowledged by all under heaven as a righteous cultivator. Why was he doing things like suppressing souls and using Evil Methods on corpses?
And in a moment, he'd even have to eat this bamboo rat, dead with its eyes still open.
Just where had things gone wrong?
But when the kitchen filled with waves of mouthwatering, soul-stirring aroma, he decided in the end to let it go.
The delicacies he'd eaten before had all been soulless. Perhaps food with a soul would taste even better.
While the bamboo rat roasted,