Karma? It's Owed!

The Heavenly Warship hovered in midair. Wisps of cooking smoke rose from the ship, carrying an incomparably enticing aroma; a barbecue was underway on deck.

"Eat, eat!"

A piece of meat had been set over the fire and roasted golden-brown. Yellow fat dripped from it, making everyone's mouths water, while many Heavenly Soldiers and Spirit Officials were already sitting cross-legged on the ship with their eyes closed, their bodies glowing as they refined the spiritual power within the meat.

The Silver Moon King was, after all, a Taiyi Loose Immortal.

Every inch, every fraction of its flesh and blood contained terrifying fleshly essence and spiritual energy. For those Heavenly Soldiers, a piece the size of a fingernail was enough for them to refine for several days.

The Spirit Officials were all in the Dao Integration Realm, so they could eat a little more, but a thin slice the size of a palm was enough to satisfy them.

The flesh of a demon king in the Taiyi Loose Immortal Realm was delicious, yes, but somewhat difficult to digest. If they ate too much, it would be enough to make them explode and die.

This fellow had also been both unlucky and stupid this time.

It had only just broken through not long ago, yet had still insisted on being iron-headed enough to seek out Lu Chuan for a fight.

Clang!

Lu Chuan raised the True Martial Sword and cleaved open that "iron" skull, shaved off a slice of meat, and put it into his mouth. He ate until oil slicked his lips; it melted the moment it entered his mouth, incomparably delicious, turning into rolling essence and spiritual energy that he urged his mystic art to refine.

Within his Kidney Palace, black waves surged, and a Black Tortoise threw back its