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Everyone wanted to rise above the rest, but if everyone could rise above the rest, could it still be called rising above the rest?
After "drugging" A Bei and the others, Hu Ying immediately took out the dagger he had prepared earlier and walked over, intending to cut a piece of flesh from A Bei first and eat it raw.
Yes, unlike other demons, he had no obsession with cleanliness. He would not leisurely wash the flesh and then cook it. He intended to eat it raw, because that was the fastest way.
After all, delay bred trouble. Wasting so much time only increased his risk. What if some powerful demon arrived in the meantime and tried to fight him for the Scripture-Seeking Pilgrim? To gain ten thousand years of magic power, he could endure anything. What was a little raw meat?
Soon, Hu Ying reached A Bei's side. He raised his hand, ready to start cutting, but...
Clang! A Bei, who had supposedly been "drugged," suddenly sat up and struck with the back of his hand. With a metallic clash, he actually snapped the dagger in Hu Ying's hand, leaving him holding nothing but its hilt. This...
Hu Ying was dumbstruck.
Then Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Ao Lie opened their eyes one after another. Some sat up, others stood, and all turned their gazes toward the diminutive Hu Ying.
"Amitabha. Benefactor, why would you do this?" A Bei held one palm upright and turned to ask Hu Ying.
By now, Hu Ying had realized they had been pretending. The knockout drug had done nothing to them. He backed away repeatedly, swallowed, and then forced himself to say to A Bei, "The rumors in the Demon Realm say that eating your flesh grants eternal