at very moment, Fang Yu's body flashed like a ghost, narrowly dodging the blade.However, the bone blade didn't strike the ground but was instead grasped by Fang Yu's outstretched right hand at its hil...Let me.

Fang Yu stepped forward and put the lid on the pot.

The flame under the ingredients in the pot suddenly went out.

"It seems I was woken up by the smell of burning." Fang Yu glanced at Su Lengyun and said.

"Brother Yu..." Su Lengyun's face was as red as an apple, shame overwhelming her.

She had barely stepped into a kitchen from childhood to adulthood. Cooking was something very new to her.

Unexpectedly, it's so difficult.

The ingredients haven't even been in the pot for long, how come it's already on fire

"Didn't you put in any oil" Fang Yu asked.

"Oil…" Su Lengyun's face stiffened.

She remembered Fang Yu never wasted any oil when he grilled chicken and roast duck.

Seeing Su Lengyun's expression, Fang Yu immediately understood that she had indeed not let up, and might not even know what letting up meant.

Looking at the semi-charred, unrecognizable ingredients in the pot, Fang Yu couldn't even tell what they were originally.

hopelessly beyond saving.

"Just stop messing around and go out for a meal if you're hungry," Fang Yu said.

"Good." Su Lengyun said in a low voice, just like she did when she was a child over twenty years ago after making a mistake.

She had already fasted and wouldn't feel hunger.

She found the ingredients in the fridge and wanted to cook something for Fang Yu... unfortunately, she messed it up.

This left Su Lengyun feeling deeply frustrated, a sensation unlike any she had experienced in over two decades of martial arts cultivation.

……

The two left the apartment together and headed to the nearest commercial district.

It is already nine thirty in the evening.

According to Mo Xiu, the Huaibei Martial Arts Association has issued a warning.

So far, the warnings have been very effective.

Fang Yu walked out of the residential area and walked for about two or three kilometers, not seeing a single pedestrian.

The wide street was deserted, a stark contrast to its usual bustle.

A gentle breeze blew past, creating a serene atmosphere.

It feels quite comfortable.

I'm not sure if those restaurants are still open.

"Berserk Warrior..."

In such a comfortable environment, Fang Yu had the time and energy to think carefully about the matter of the Immortal Race.

Those who appear as violent warriors, Fang Yu knows better than anyone how they came to be.

Before that, Yan Yao pretended to be a so-called fortune teller and distributed large quantities of pills wrapped in poisonous insects.

A common warrior who eats the pill will be controlled by venomous insects, thus becoming a berserk warrior.

What Fang Yu wanted to know was what the purpose of the Immortal Clan doing this was.

This morning, in my conversation with the Immortal King, it said that it would eventually revive.

The meaning of this sentence is very clear.

That is that it has not fully recovered yet.

Then, why did it send such a large group of frenzied warriors to massacre civilians

Doing so would only draw more attention from all sides, deepening the risk for the immortal race.

Normally, when one hasn't fully recovered, the wise course of action is to keep a low profile and avoid drawing attention.

Yan Yao had distributed those pills two months ago... Back then, the incidents of massacring civilians weren't as frequent.

Over the past month or so, these kinds of things have suddenly become much more frequent...

What has happened in the last month

Fang Yu recalled it.

More than a month ago, by the Qinshou Lake at Nan University, he fought with several creatures from the Immortal Clan...

At that time, Yan Yao took away a vibrant heart.

heart...

Fang Yu remembered again the sound of a heartbeat that the Undying King had specially played for him this morning.

As the two were connected, Fang Yu's mind suddenly sparked.

More than a month ago, the Undying King's heart revived. After that, the horde of savage warriors began slaughtering civilians.

Ordinary people are defenseless, and it would be easy for those violent warriors to kill them.

And what could these deceased civilians offer an immortal king

It's nothing but flesh and blood!

At this moment, Fang Yu remembered an even earlier encounter. He had met a martial artist at Lo Xi's bar who had taken pills and become violent.

After he killed the martial artist, the martial artist's body was absorbed into nothingness. Then, he sent his divine sense to track, and he saw a massive black shadow...

By this point, Fang Yu was almost certain.

That horde of savage warriors slaughtered innocents, their true purpose was to provide the immortal king with flesh!

At the same time, a general outline of this immortal king appeared in Fang Yu's mind.

It lost its physical body for some time, even freezing its heart, but its brain was kept preserved.

Many years later, it awakened and commanded all the creatures of its tribe to help it recover.

Heart is the first step, flesh and blood is the second!

But if those dead civilians were absorbed into flesh and blood, their bodies should have disappeared. Yet, in several conversations, Mo Xiu never mentioned this Did he forget Or… " Fang Yu frowned.

While thinking, Fang Yu and Su Lengyun unconsciously walked to a commercial street.

On this street, finally saw quite a few pedestrians.

A slightly noisy sound pulled Fang Yu out of his thoughts.

Fan Yu looked around and realized he was on the most famous bar street in Nandu.

How did you get here

Fang Yu was taken aback.

The last time he came to this street, he met Yan Yao, who was pretending to be a fortune teller, at Loch's bar.

However, most bars serve food.

If it's just for eating, any place will do.deceived you. But this old man can't be trusted either! He is from the Honghe tribe! He has a teleportation stone but never mentioned it!" Chen Qianan's eyes flashed with cold light as he said, "If we...