Qian Daoliu: You Say You're Craving It, But You Won't Admit It!
The crisp cracking sound was particularly jarring in the hall.
Time seemed to slow down at that moment.
In the sudden contraction of the Sea Witch and Bo Saixi's pupils, the jade bowl shattered and split in two.
The twenty-odd grains of golden rice in the bowl drifted gracefully through the air, falling onto the cold floor.
"No--!"
The Sea Witch's mind went completely blank for a moment, leaving only one thought.
It mustn't fall on the ground!
Her body moved faster than her thoughts; almost instinctively, she opened her mouth in an extremely undignified manner.
Like a fledgling bird eagerly awaiting its meal, it tries to "intercept" the golden grains of rice in mid-air.
However, someone was faster than her.
Just a moment before the Sea Witch's mouth was about to touch the rice.
She suddenly felt a weight on her head, and a familiar, overwhelming force struck her.
"Thump!"
Another dull thud.
The Sea Witch once again made intimate contact with the hard floor, and gloriously fell to the ground.
On top of her already prominent bulge, a brand new, steaming bump was precisely superimposed.
It looked just like a gourd that had come to life.
The one who knocked out the Sea Witch in one blow was none other than Bo Saixi!
The noble and aloof high priestess of the Sea God reacted most honestly the moment the jade bowl shattered.
Her fair, jade-like right hand shot out like lightning, her Soul Power as soft as the gentlest thread, precisely catching every grain of rice about to fall.
The entire process was smooth and incredibly fast.
When the Sea Witch fell, every single grain of rice lay safely in Bo Saixi's fair, jade-like palm.
The Sea Witch struggled to lift her head, her vision blurred, tears welling in her eyes.
She looked at Bo Saixi with tears streaming down her face.
"Lord Bo Saixi... didn't you say you wouldn't eat? Why... why won't you give me any?"
His voice was filled with the resentment of being betrayed by the whole world.
Seeing the Sea Witch's pathetic state, a suspicious blush flashed across Bo Saixi's fair cheeks.
She snorted coldly, turned her head to one side, and her voice remained icy.
"Shut up! What kind of behavior is this!"
"I just want to taste it myself and see what kind of magic this stuff has that could make you lose your composure like this!"
She wanted to prove with facts that this so-called "gourmet food" was nothing special at all!
That's right!
That's it!
Bo Saixi's gaze instantly became firm, solemn, and even carried a hint of sacred mission.
She wasn't doing this to satisfy her own cravings!
She did it for Sea God Island!
Qian Daoliu, that madman, has successfully turned one of his most loyal subordinates against his will using this food of dubious origin.
Does anyone know if there's anything strange about this thing?
Who knows if this is a new conspiracy by the Spirit Hall?
As the high priestess of Sea God Island, she had the responsibility and the obligation to taste this thing herself!
She's going to test the poison on herself!
She will use her powerful cultivation and willpower to analyze the composition of this food and unravel the Spirit Hall's conspiracy!
This is to uncover the truth!
This is to bring that crazy subordinate back to normal!
This is to uphold the sacredness and dignity of Sea God Island, which has been preserved for thousands of years!
After finding a perfect, irrefutable, even great reason in one's mind.
Bo Saixi finally stopped hesitating and, under the increasingly desperate gaze of the Sea Witch, stuffed the Egg Fried Rice into her mouth.
The action was resolute, even tinged with a sense of tragic grandeur.
The rice was cold and slightly firm when I put it in my mouth.
Bo Saixi's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
That's it?
She began to chew.
However, it was precisely this moment.
Boom--!!!!
An indescribable, intense, and domineering fragrance erupted in her mouth like a volcano that had been dormant for millions of years!
That's not just a simple fragrance.
It was a storm! A cosmic explosion that swept through our souls!
The golden egg liquid releases an incredibly rich and savory aroma as it is ground by your teeth, perfectly awakening the rice grains encased within.
Every single grain of rice came alive in an instant!
They dance on the tongue, bounce between the teeth, releasing a sweet, soft, and heart-warming aroma of grains.
Two seemingly simple flavors are blended, collided, and sublimated in a masterful way!
In that instant, Bo Saixi felt as if she had been elevated to a higher level.
Bo Saixi's body trembled slightly.
Her previously tense lips unconsciously turned upwards, outlining a pure and satisfied curve that she herself had never seen before.
Those beautiful, sea-blue eyes had opened at some point.
However, the former aloofness and majesty were long gone.
Instead, there was a sense of bewilderment, a state of intoxication, a near-foolish... happiness.
Reluctantly, she used all her strength to slowly swallow the rice that had turned into nectar.
The Sea Witch struggled to her feet and, seeing her high priestess in such a state, cautiously approached her and waved her hand in front of her eyes.
"My lord? Lord Bo Saixi? Are you... are you alright?"
This call, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, finally brought Bo Saixi's eyes back into focus.
She blinked slowly.
The mystery fades.
Qingming Festival returns.
Then she saw the Sea Witch's face, which was filled with worry and had a strange look on it.
She then saw Qian Daoliu's smug, smug face not far away, as if he was suppressing a laugh and had a "I knew this would happen" look on his face.
Bo Saixi's cheeks flushed red from her ears to her neck.
It was a blush mixed with shame, remorse, and utter embarrassment.
She has lived for over a hundred years and has never lost her composure like this before!
"Cough!"
Bo Saixi coughed sharply, forcibly suppressing all inappropriate expressions on her face, and once again adopting the noble and aloof demeanor of a high priestess.
She straightened her back, trying to use her cold, authoritative demeanor to conceal her wildly beating heart.
However, the more you try to hide it, the clearer the exquisite aftertaste lingers on your lips and teeth.
Her fierce gaze finally landed on Qian Daoliu.
That culprit!
However, when her gaze swept over the jade bowl in Qian Daoliu's hand, the rebuke that was on the tip of her tongue abruptly changed course.
Because she saw that there were only a few grains of rice left in the bowl, which Qian Daoliu had carefully gathered together with his chopsticks.
A longing from the depths of his soul instantly overwhelmed all reason and shame.
"That..."
Bo Saixi parted her red lips slightly, and the moment the words left her mouth, she herself was stunned.
The voice was no longer as clear and cold as before; instead, it carried a hint of urgency and hoarseness that she herself was unaware of.
"Qian Daoliu."
She took a deep breath, forcing her voice to sound more authoritative.
Do you still have your fried rice?
She paused, then added stiffly, trying to salvage what little dignity she had left.
"I simply wish to study this thing further to see what makes it so special. What I just saw was too little; it wasn't enough for my research."
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu, who had just buried his head in his food and was about to finish the last bite, paused.
He suddenly raised his head, a grain of golden rice still stuck to his face.
"Huh? You want more?"