How Am I Supposed to Eat This?

After washing off the foam in the bathing pool, Wu Chu jumped out, cast a spell to draw over a stream of lake water, and rinsed himself again. Then he shook his long hair dry.

When he returned to the little wooden cabin, Little Wolf Cub was curled up in a corner, trembling. Yet his wolf eyes remained fixed on the two pieces of dragon tongue meat on the purplewood table, fear mingling with longing.

Little Moon Spirit added firewood to the stove. A few sparks flew from the firebox and danced in the wind. A clay pot sat atop the stove, its water already steaming. A small piece of scallion floated on the surface, while several slices of ginger bobbed up and down in the water.

On the purple jade table, the blood had already been washed off one of the pieces of Dragon Tongue Meat.

Although Little Moon Spirit feared the Dragon Might and dared not approach the dragon corpse, two pieces of Dragon Tongue Meat barely affected her.

Wu Chu glanced at the other piece of Dragon Tongue Meat, which was still oozing bloody fluid. He found a bamboo basin, squeezed the meat, and extracted some Dragon Blood.

Seeing this, Little Moon Spirit asked, "Brother A Chu, what are you doing?"

"Mm, conducting an experiment!"

As Wu Chu spoke, he stared at the Dragon Blood and sent a faint thread of Divine Sense into it. Just as he had once examined his own body internally, he silently observed the activity of the cells in the Dragon Blood.

Azure Dragon had been dead for so long, yet its blood had not even coagulated. It could not be because the blood had some health issue and simply could not clot, could it?

Little Moon Spirit had said that a Golden Immortal's body would not decay for ten thousand years. This definitely did not mean there was something wrong with the Dragon Blood itself that prevented it from coagulating. Rather, the cells in the Dragon Blood were still alive.

Sure enough, under his Divine Sense, the blood cells within the Dragon Blood still possessed remarkably strong vitality, and a powerful energy lingered within them.

In other words, although that Azure Dragon was dead, only its soul had died. Its body had not completely died and still retained considerable vitality. If a soul entered the dragon body at this time, then theoretically, Azure Dragon could still come back to life.

Of course, these were merely Wu Chu's guesses based on biological theory.

Hearing this, Little Moon Spirit hurriedly tossed another piece of firewood into the stove, then ran eagerly to Wu Chu's side. "Brother A Chu, what experiment are you doing? Do you need my help?"

Enthusiastic, adorable, and lively—this was the cute Little Chef, Yueling.

Ever since she had begun conducting all sorts of experiments with Wu Chu, Little Moon Spirit had gained quite a bit of Merit from them. So when she heard that Wu Chu was preparing another experiment, she was highly motivated.

Even Yibao, who had previously retreated into the phone to sulk, quietly slipped out upon hearing this and lay on Wu Chu's shoulder. She wanted to mooch some Merit too.

Compared with her, Yibao was far less adorable.

Unfortunately, both of them were thinking too much.

Wu Chu laughed. "There actually is something I need Little Moon Spirit to help with! I want to test whether this Dragon Blood will harm my body. In a moment, I'll smear it on my hand. If anything unusual happens, please help me get rid of it, all right?"

"Mm, no problem. Leave it to me."

Little Moon Spirit patted her tiny chest and spoke with a serious, sincere expression.

Even with Little Moon Spirit's assurance, Wu Chu remained extremely cautious. He only dipped one finger into the Dragon Blood, allowing only his fingertip to make contact, then silently observed with his Divine Sense.

Although Azure Dragon had been dead for a long time, the cells in its Dragon Blood still retained their vitality. Sensing the presence of other living cells, they seemed to stir. A stream of energy radiated from the Dragon Blood and invaded Wu Chu's body through his fingertip.

When the cell tissue in Wu Chu's fingertip encountered that energy, it had almost no room to resist. It was instantly occupied by the energy and began to mutate uncontrollably.

Wu Chu circulated his mana, trying to drive out the invading energy. But the mana inside him was utterly helpless against that overbearing, terrifying force.

"Little Moon Spirit..."

Wu Chu cried out.

Little Moon Spirit unhurriedly extended a slender jade finger and lightly tapped Wu Chu's finger. The domineering energy that had invaded his body instantly scattered beneath her touch, and the Dragon Blood clinging to his fingertip dripped away as well.

Wu Chu let out a breath, still somewhat shaken. "My guess was right after all. Good thing I used magic to block that Dragon Blood earlier and didn't let it touch my body."

He did not dare imagine what might have happened if he had not been cautious enough to keep the Dragon Blood outside his body. He might have already turned into a monster by now.

He turned to Little Moon Spirit and gave a bitter smile. "Let's hope high temperatures can kill the vitality in these cells! Otherwise, would you still dare eat Dragon Meat like this?"

Little Moon Spirit nodded. "The prey I hunted in the past was always weaker than me, so I never encountered this sort of problem. Still, while I do not really understand what cell vitality means, I am not afraid of this energy. After all, this is merely a piece of Dragon Meat, not an entire dragon."

"Come to think of it, dragons can breathe fire and spit lightning. Can this little heat really kill the vitality in their cells?" Wu Chu asked doubtfully.

"I do not know either!" Little Moon Spirit shook her head.

"Forget it. Let's try it!"

As Wu Chu spoke, he cast a Small Fireball Technique. A tiny flame appeared in his hand, and he drew a drop of Dragon Blood from the bamboo basin into it. As the small flame scorched the drop of Dragon Blood, a miraculous sight appeared. The drop shone with a dazzling blood-red light and wriggled as though it had come alive, as if cheering with joy.

Yibao and Little Moon Spirit both opened their little mouths wide at the sight.

Wu Chu also stared at the writhing Dragon Blood in the flames in astonishment. He desperately wanted to curse, Damn it! How am I supposed to eat this?

With a sullen expression, he tossed the drop of Dragon Blood back into the bamboo basin. Frowning, he carried the basin to the lakeshore and poured the Dragon Blood into the lake.

The Dragon Blood gradually spread through the lake with the current. Then countless fish swarmed toward it. Before long, this stretch of lake surface seemed to be boiling.

The fish in the lake crazily fought over the bloody water. Immediately afterward, a bloody scene unfolded in this small patch of water: small fish drank Dragon Blood, and large fish ate small fish...

In the end, even giant fish over ten meters long surfaced. Among them was a crimson giant fish more than ten meters long, with gorgeous tail fins like those of a goldfish. When it leaped out of the water, its scarlet tail fin looked like a ball of fireworks dancing through the air.

When the other large fish saw the Red Giant Fish, they all stopped at a distance.

The Red Giant Fish did not compete with the others. It merely watched Wu Chu in silence, a trace of hope and longing in its huge eyes that struck directly at his heart. Wu Chu did not even need to guess; he seemed able to understand what that look meant.

Wu Chu had seen this brilliantly red fish when he first arrived in this world. Now that he saw it up close, he realized it truly was beautiful. Any fishkeeping enthusiast who saw it would probably become obsessed with it, go mad over it.

Wu Chu sighed softly. "Don't look at me like that. This stuff might not be good for you."

He sat down by the lake and silently watched the fish. He was not worried that the giant fish might leap out and swallow him whole, because none of the large fish dared approach.

What disappointed him was that the fish that had gotten their fill soon scattered in all directions and vanished from the lakeshore, leaving him no way to observe them. Only the Red Giant Fish remained, silently gazing at him with an unwillingness to leave.

Soon, waves rose along the distant lakeshore as large fish began hunting.

On the other side, the water in the clay pot had already come to a boil. With a wave of her little hand, Little Moon Spirit lifted the cleaned piece of Dragon Tongue Meat through the air and placed it into the clay pot to blanch.