Bear-Meat Paomo

"Your Highness, how could you be so vicious?" Huang Tieyi said imperiously. "What do you mean, none of the children would be mine? I'd like to see who dares! If anyone makes a cuckold of me, I'll wipe out his whole family!"

"How formidable. Two fists can't beat four hands, so stop boasting," Bibi Dong said with a sneer.

"Boasting? Once I obtain my Ninth Soul Ring, I'll be invincible except against a level-99 Limit Douluo." Huang Tieyi's voice rang with absolute confidence.

By the Riverside.

"A Yi, you've already cut off the bear paws. Why not take one out and cook it?" Bibi Dong said.

Huang Tieyi reluctantly took out a bear paw, washed it clean in the river, then brushed it with Secret Marinade and left it to marinate.

"Just one? Will that be enough?" Bibi Dong asked.

"If it isn't, we still can't eat them all. I'll make something else too." Huang Tieyi took bear meat and a clay pot from his Space Ring. He poured an appropriate amount of water into the pot and released his Martial Soul, the Dragon-Patterned Golden Sacred Body. The Fourth Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up. Holding the pot by its base, he raised flames from his hand and began stewing the meat right there.

"A Yi, your Soul Skill can be used like that?" Bibi Dong said, her face full of astonishment.

"Not at first. It took more attempts than I can count to get it right. It's an enormous test of precise Soul Power control," Huang Tieyi explained. "The Soul Skills we gain from Soul Rings are meant for battle, so when we use them, we don't pay attention to how much Soul Power we put out. Using them in daily life is different. It takes precision.