Zi Yan was still muttering, "Xiao Fan, braised flavor. Mm... or maybe barbecue after all."
At that moment, the terror in the caged Heaven Demon Phoenix's eyes swelled to the limit. The drool running from the corner of Zi Yan's mouth told her that if she did not do something, she really would be killed and grilled like some wild chicken.
"P-please... please spare me."
However, this plea for mercy, made after setting aside the dignity of the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan, drew no response from Xiao Fan at all.
To be honest, turning her into barbecue was something of a waste of ingredients. Those wings could be made into chicken wings, the claws into boneless sour-spicy chicken feet, the liver and lungs and whatnot could be tossed together into a cold platter, and even the chicken blood could be drained clean, seasoned, and used to nourish his Xiao Yan'er's blood. Wasting food had always been one of Xiao Fan's greatest taboos.
"I... I possess the pure bloodline of the Heaven Demon Phoenix. Let me go, and once I return to my clan, I will definitely..."
"You'll hunt us down," Xiao Fan said, directly stating the truth.
"And someone whose bloodline is less than one-thousandth that of the Ancient Heaven Phoenix dares to claim her bloodline is pure?"
"You... how do you know that!"
The Heaven Demon Phoenix clearly had not expected Xiao Fan to understand her race so well.
Just as Xiao Fan made up his mind to add an extra dish for Zi Yan, the Heaven Demon Phoenix in the cage spoke again.
"Wait!"
"I know a secret—the location of a complete corpse of an eighth-rank Heaven Demon Phoenix!"
That indeed made Xiao Fan hesitate. The corpse of a complete eighth-rank Magical Beast was no different from a