No demons in all realms

Chapter 4 Exquisite Blood

On the way back, Chen Luoluo asked timidly, "What kind of fish is that? Why is its cultivation level so strong?"

"Is it alright? This is just a bronze-headed demon fish at the peak of the Qi Transformation Realm. I was planning to wait until it grew into a silver-headed demon fish before eating it," the little child replied.

Chen Luoluo was somewhat numb at this point. She was usually quite well-read and knew a little about the Bronze-Headed Demon Fish. The one that the little baby was holding was powerful enough to be a guardian spirit beast in most small sects today. Hmm... but this little guy was used as food, which completely overturned her understanding.

"boom!"

The little boy casually tossed the enormous demon fish onto the ground and said to Chen Luoluo, "Senior Sister Luoluo, could I borrow your sword? An ordinary kitchen knife can't cut it at all."

Chen Luoluo drew the Void-Piercing Sword from her waist and handed it to him. The little boy took it and felt the abundant spiritual energy fluctuations on it. He couldn't help but exclaim, "What a fine sword!" Then he looked at the useless peach wood sword in his own hand and realized that it was truly a world apart from the sword in his own hand.

Without a word, the little boy swung his sword, cutting the bronze-headed demon fish in front of him into four pieces, each weighing a hundred pounds. He took out one piece and instructed Chen Luoluo, "Take this piece to my godmother and let them taste this spirit beast with the cultivation of the Qi Transformation Realm. There's so much, the two of us definitely can't finish it. Go to Senior Brother's villa; he's probably still practicing his sword in that bamboo forest. Ask him to come and have some with us."

Chen Luoluo nodded, took the fish, and flew away on her sword, leaving the little girl alone to tend to the enormous creature.

……

"Master's wife, my junior brother asked me to bring this portion of bronze-headed demon fish meat as a gift for you and Junior Sister Xiao Yao," Chen Luoluo said, bowing to Jiang Liyan.

Jiang Liyan and Xia Xiaoyao, mother and son, chatted and laughed. When Chen Luoluo arrived, they started a tea party together.

Jiang Liyan asked with a smile, "Luo Luo, I've noticed you play close with the little boy a lot. What's your relationship like with him?"

Chen Luoluo was puzzled as to why Jiang Liyan would ask such a question. He considered himself to have the closest relationship with the little girl among all the male disciples in the sect, and replied, "Naturally, we're the best of friends!"

Xia Xiaoyao laughed and said, "Senior Sister Luo Luo, you don't know this, but the junior brother you're so close to is complaining to my mother every day that you bully him."

Jiang Liyan explained to Chen Luoluo, "Luoluo, this little boy is naturally intelligent. He's only three years old, but he already has the mind of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old. Naturally, he's already starting to care about his image. In his subconscious mind, he's not a child anymore, but you still treat him like he's been since he was little, pinching his cheeks whenever you see him. That's why he often comes to me to complain that you bully him. Are you aware of that?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Luoluo scratched her head somewhat embarrassedly: "I've been pinching his little face since he was a baby, I'm so used to it, his face is like a white porcelain doll, I just couldn't resist. But I know, I'll try my best to restrain myself next time."

The three chatted for another half hour. Suddenly, Chen Luoluo seemed to remember something, quickly bid farewell to the mother and daughter, and flew off in another direction on her sword.

A man was standing on a flying sword, making hand seals to begin controlling it, when a beautiful figure flying in from the sky called out to stop him: "Old Yun, wait a moment."

Yun Feng was interrupted from his spellcasting by the sudden voice. Seeing that it was Chen Luoluo, he asked, "Luoluo, what's wrong?"

Chen Luoluo asked urgently, "Where are you going? Haven't you eaten yet?"

Yunfeng shook his head: "I haven't eaten yet. I just finished practicing my sword and am heading to the cafeteria to eat now. Want to come along?"

"Phew—! Thank goodness we arrived in time, otherwise things would have gone wrong." Chen Luoluo breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to herself. Then, she boasted to Yun Feng, "Even the gatekeeper, Big Yellow, shakes his head at the food in our sect's canteen. You shouldn't go there. Old Yun, don't say I don't take care of you. Today I'll take you out for a good meal."

"Hmm? Where should we eat?" Yunfeng asked, puzzled.

Chen Luoluo smiled sheepishly: "Let's go to the number one foodie at Wanjian Manor."

……

The two were flying on their swords when, as they approached their destination, an irresistible fragrance wafted from the courtyard. So enticing was it that they almost crashed.

"Tsk! You know what, this little glutton, though greedy, actually makes pretty delicious food." Yunfeng couldn't help but exclaim.

The two landed smoothly, pushed open the door, and saw their gluttonous junior brother frantically eating rice with a bowl in hand.

Seeing the two arrive, the little child put down his bowl, a few grains of rice still clinging to the corner of his mouth. Pointing to a large pot, he said in a childish voice, "Today at noon, because we were in a rush, I made fried rice for the three of us. I call this fried rice 'Tian Gu Yu Po Fried Rice.' There's also my special fish soup in the small pot next to it. Let's make do with this for lunch."

Chen Luoluo laughed at the little boy's commanding tone, especially when she saw the rice grains still stuck at the corners of his mouth, making him even cuter.

Unable to resist teasing, he said, "Junior brother, are those little snacks left on your face for lunch during your afternoon practice?"

The little boy was both angry and annoyed. He realized that this goddess, who seemed aloof and stunning to outsiders, was starting to act like a crazy old woman in front of him. She would tease him about everything, making it impossible for him to be described as normal.

So he said impatiently, "Alright, stop talking. If you don't want to eat, then don't eat."

Yunfeng naturally sensed the hostility in the little boy's words and stepped forward to mediate: "Alright, Luo Luo, say less. We came to our junior brother's house for a free meal, not to tease him. This fried rice smells so good, and it was made by our foodie junior brother. I have to brag about it to him a few times."

"Alright! Senior Brother Yun, don't worry, you can eat your fill here!" the little boy replied.

The little boy always respected his senior brother, Yun Feng, because Yun Feng was one of the few people in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Manor who were truly good to him. The other senior brothers either teased or mocked him, but Yun Feng never did. Although Chen Luoluo was one of the few, her behavior was too extreme and unacceptable to him.

The two picked up bowls, opened the pot, and a fragrant aroma wafted out. Just by looking at the appearance of the fried rice, one could tell that it must taste extraordinary. However, the amount was astonishing; a full pot was truly enough to fill one up.

The soup on the side was equally impressive, with many fish slices floating on the golden broth, and several small, fiery red phoenixes fluttering in the steam above the noodles.

The two each got a bowl of fried rice and fish soup. After taking a bite of the fried rice, Chen Luoluo's eyes widened. She savored it for a while before finally managing to utter four words: "So delicious!"

Even the usually composed senior brother couldn't help but praise, "Junior brother's cooking skills are truly extraordinary! The rice and fish are perfectly combined, and with that subtle mushroom flavor, it's absolutely delicious. Moreover, after eating it, I even noticed that my spiritual energy was slowly increasing. It turns out that good food really does help with cultivation!"

Chen Luoluo, who was standing to the side, began to explain: "No! No! You have to ask this little guy what ingredients he used to fry this rice? I estimate that if this fried rice were put up for auction, it would definitely sell for tens of millions of spirit coins."

"Huh?!" Yunfeng belatedly realized what was happening and exclaimed in surprise, "You said this dish is called Heavenly Mushroom and Copper Fish Fried Rice. Could the Heavenly Mushroom refer to the Heavenly Peak Mushroom? And the Copper Fish, could it be the Copper-Headed Demon Fish? Because he really couldn't think of any other mushroom besides the Heavenly Peak Mushroom that could be called a Heavenly Mushroom."

The little boy nodded, then said nonchalantly, "What's wrong, Senior Brother? If you want the recipe for this fried rice, I'll tell you. First, the ingredients: the fish is from a Copper-Headed Demon Fish, along with two Heavenly Peak Mushrooms, three catties of Jade Pearl Rice, and some Spirit Spring Dew. Secondly, the method..."

Listening to the little child's story, Yun Feng felt a sudden dizziness. These were top-tier rare and precious herbs! He had just eaten them without even absorbing them. This was an absolute waste!

Chen Luoluo knew how extraordinary this little kid was, but she calmly comforted Yun Feng, saying, "Old Yun, don't make a fuss. Just finish your meal and then go back and slowly absorb and comprehend it." Her tone made it seem as if she had expected all of this.

Chen Luoluo quickly finished her fried rice, then downed her soup in one gulp. Within moments, the previously aloof Chen Luoluo lost her composure, immediately putting down her bowl, sitting cross-legged, and entering a meditative state. Yun Feng, on the other hand, did the same, immediately entering meditation after finishing his soup.

Seeing this, the little boy scratched his head, a strange headache rising in his heart. He muttered to himself, "I should have known better than to call these two idiots. Have they never eaten anything good before? Why are they acting so exaggeratedly? All this talk about exclaiming and making breakthroughs, they're really putting on a show! It seems that the rumors are true. Even Da Huang would shake his head at the food in the sect's canteen. No wonder a simple plate of fried rice can make these two drool. They can't even get to eat good food. They're so pitiful."

The two remained in meditation from noon until evening, and with the powerful fluctuations of their spiritual energy, they successfully completed their breakthroughs.

Chen Luoluo's cultivation level actually soared from the late stage of Qi Transformation Realm to the late stage of Core Formation Realm, which is an entire major realm!

Yun Feng, lacking Chen Luoluo's genius, was relatively inferior, only breaking through from the late stage of Qi Transformation Realm to the early stage of Core Formation Realm.

After Chen Luoluo broke through, she immediately approached the little girl, her voice urgent and excited: "What kind of spiritual medicine did you put in that bowl of fish soup? It has such a miraculous effect! It directly helped me break through a major realm." She could clearly feel that the spiritual energy in the soup was far from being fully absorbed, while her body had already reached a saturated state and could no longer absorb any more.

The little boy was a bit dumbfounded. What? A whole major realm? What kind of international joke is this? He himself had drunk several bowls of wine and hadn't even improved by a small level, yet this guy had actually jumped directly from the Core Formation Realm to the Qi Transformation Realm. It was heaven-defying!

The little boy's Dao heart was clearly shaken by this unfair world. With a dejected face, he said, "It's just ordinary fish meat cut into slices, with some seasonings added, stewed, and then it's ready to serve."

In Chen Luoluo's eyes, the little baby must be hiding some kind of earth-shattering treasure, otherwise it would be impossible for her to break through a major realm at once. So she fiercely warned the little baby, "I advise you to confess and be lenient, resist and be punished severely. Confess honestly, otherwise you may be spared the death penalty, but you will not escape punishment." After saying that, she called on Yun Feng, another beneficiary, and together they tortured the little baby.

Under Chen Luoluo and Yun Feng's "torture," the little girl finally couldn't withstand the severe torture and revealed all the ingredients and cooking methods she had chosen to the two of them.

Chen Luoluo and Yunfeng ruled out the ingredients added by the little baby, because many of them were common seasonings used in cooking. The only thing that didn't make sense was that the little baby had also added his own blood.

Chen Luoluo pinched the little baby's face and questioned, "Why did you put your own blood into the soup?"

The little boy explained helplessly: "Once when I was drinking soup, I accidentally cut my hand, and some of my blood dripped into the soup. As a result, the soup became incredibly delicious. Then I wondered if my blood could enhance the flavor, so I like to add my own blood to the soup when I make it."

Yun Feng, who was standing to the side, fell into deep thought. He asked Chen Luoluo, "Luoluo, have you ever heard of any supreme geniuses who were astonishingly talented during the Holy Ancient Era?"

Chen Luoluo asked in surprise, "You mean? The top-tier history of the human race recorded in the Sacred Ancient Book?"

"That's right!" Yun Feng said seriously. "Ancient books record that there were six divine sons hundreds of thousands of years ago. One of them was born with the exquisite bloodline. It is said that the effects of his bloodline are incredibly powerful. It can bring the dead back to life, heal the wounded, and stabilize the improvement of others' cultivation levels. Do you think this little guy is a descendant of that divine son and is also born with the exquisite bloodline? This would explain his innate divine intelligence."

Chen Luoluo was slightly taken aback after hearing this, and the two of them fell silent. They knew what it meant if the little child was born with the precious bloodline of the Linglong. It meant that he would definitely become a god in the future, and even the immortals of the celestial realm would become insignificant in front of him.

However, he would also face a deadly danger. If the news of his innate precious blood were spread, he would be relentlessly hunted down by experts from all realms of the heavens, who would then imprison him and turn him into a blood-producing machine until he could no longer produce blood. It was terrifying!

The little child interrupted their daze: "Senior Sister Luo Luo, can you let me go first? You've squeezed my face so hard it's deformed."

Chen Luoluo released her grip. The two of them dared not gamble. If it was true that the little boy was born with the precious blood of the Linglong, it meant that this little guy in front of them would definitely become the leader of the human race in the future, and the human realm would never again be tainted by foreign demons. It was no exaggeration to say that such a supreme genius was the hope of the future of the human race.

Yun Feng said to Chen Luoluo, "The ancient book of the Sacred Wilderness mentions that those born with exquisite blood can enhance the quality of weapons. Why don't we let our junior brother give it a try? If he succeeds, it will prove that our conjecture is correct."

Chen Luoluo nodded, then pulled the little boy along and said, "Junior brother, take out your peach wood sword, then smear your blood on it and see what happens?"

The little child, looking at Chen Luoluo with ill intentions, asked with some lingering fear, "Judging from your expressions, I have a feeling you're about to do something bad?"

Yunfeng said, "Junior Brother, we want to see what's so special about your precious blood. We think your blood can improve the quality of weapons. Try it with your sword. If you succeed, this peach wood sword may be upgraded to a spiritual weapon, or even a celestial weapon."

The little boy really wanted a good sword for his cultivation. After hearing what Senior Brother Yunfeng said, he was indeed tempted. He took out the peach wood sword, bit his finger, and evenly smeared the blood on the sword.

After a few seconds of silence without any movement, Yun Feng and Chen Luoluo breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little disappointed.

Just when everyone thought nothing had happened, suddenly, the entire sword was enveloped in red light...