Ye Han's expression changed at those words. "What? The smell is gone?"
After they had discovered the trail of that strange, fishy sea demon stench, their sense of smell, enhanced hundreds of times over, had made it particularly nauseating. Figuring that Zhang Qingshan could suffer the nausea instead of him, Ye Han had stopped using his nose to scout the way.
Now that this strange giant sea clam had passed through, how had the fishy stench disappeared?
Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Qingshan's words, Ye Han circulated his spell power and activated his sense of smell. The sea demon stench that had been so foul in the seawater had actually been cleared away by the giant sea clam's passage...
Countless feelers could be seen extending from where the giant sea clam touched the seabed. Mud, sand, and rocks churned constantly, and seawater poured in as well, steadily eliminating the smell.
Damn it, who knew something like this could clear away the fishy stench? Was it doing this deliberately? Or was it a coincidence?
Beside him, Zhang Qingshan frowned and asked, "Junior Brother! I sense a considerable ill omen from this thing, and now I can't sense which direction to take ahead."
Then he added irritably, "This stinking thing should taste pretty good boiled."
Ye Han stared at Zhang Qingshan with wide eyes. What kind of savage talk was that? Could this thing even be eaten?
Still, Ye Han knew why he had said it. Whatever other talents Zhang Qingshan lacked, he was a true glutton, whose greatest lifelong passion was delicious food cooked from all sorts of demon beasts...
High-level cultivators could abstain from food entirely, but they could also eat anything.
Otherwise, who were all the fine wines and sumptuous dishes in the taverns of cultivator cities meant for?