“It smells amazing, I’m drooling already!” The Heavenly Horned Ant sniffed the air and praised repeatedly, declaring Shi Hao’s cooking skills the best, with his barbecued delicacies always being the most authentic.
The others nearly fainted upon hearing this. Clearly, it was a habitual offender, often hanging around with Shi Hao, and their discussions on such matters were quite “professional.”
However, inside the bronze hall, a group of people were nearly bursting with rage—how could they tolerate this? Did they really think of them as mere slabs of meat on a chopping board?
“Youngster, you’ve gone too far!” a sect master roared, his hair standing on end as he pointed furiously.
“Yeah, I’m bullying you. What about it? If you’re not happy, come over here, and I’ll personally teach you how to barbecue yourself!” Shi Hao sneered, completely unfazed.
In Shi Hao’s eyes, anyone who associated with the Immortal Palace was no good—they were all his enemies. And indeed, upon closer inspection, that was the case.
Not a single one among them was virtuous—deputy sect masters of the Celestial Nation, creatures from the Demon Sunflower Garden, skeletons from the Netherworld, and members of the Jin and Wang Clans—all of them had been mortal foes to him.
“You infuriate me!” The old man was so enraged that smoke practically billowed from his seven orifices. He wished he could slap Shi Hao to death, but he didn’t dare charge over alone.
By now, everyone knew of Shi Hao’s overwhelming strength, renowned across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Having survived countless battles at the borderlands, his combat prowess was unmatched among his peers. Now, aside from Supreme Venerables, no one could restrain him.
And in this region, where cultivation levels were suppressed, even a Supreme Venerable would likely meet an unjust death if forced to fight on equal footing.
“It smells so good—who’s been roasted?” Cao Yusheng peered inside.
“You wretched fiends, you’re courting death!” The second-in-command of the Immortal Palace glared coldly, his fury reaching its peak. This was an unprecedented humiliation for them.
And to think it was all caused by Shi Hao—the very same Shi Clan youth they had deemed crippled. In their eyes, he was nothing more than a prisoner, once suppressed by their true immortal and rendered useless. Yet now, he dared to strike back? Unforgivable!
“Pah! Still barking? Add three more fires!” Cao Yusheng shouted.
“I’m coming, I’m coming! Don’t forget me!” A silver-haired little girl hopped over from the distance.
She was slender, her silver hair cascading down to her waist, glowing faintly. Her large eyes sparkled like rubies—this was the Lunar Grace Fairy. Despite the years, her appearance hadn’t changed, still resembling a delicate porcelain doll.
“Barbecuing is my specialty! How could you exclude me from such top-tier ingredients?” The rabbit yelped excitedly, adding another flame to the fire.
Princess Yao Yue and the Banished Immortal exchanged glances, thinking this little group was anything but normal—too savage. Even such a lively, adorable little rabbit was eager to eat meat.
“Ah—!”
Inside the bronze hall, someone couldn’t take it anymore and screamed. The Crimson Dragon, Shi Hao, and the Heavenly Horned Ant were working too hard—flames surged, infused with Dao energy, flooding the hall and enveloping some of them.
This wasn’t an illusion. Even in the Void God Realm, the rich aroma of roasted meat wafted out.
“By the Infinite Heavenly Venerable, I’ll fight you to the death!” someone howled.
Shi Hao responded with solemn dignity, his expression grave. “By the Infinite Heavenly Venerable, old fool, come at me if you dare!”
“Shi Hao, I’ll curse your ancestors!” The sect master was beyond furious, abandoning all decorum and swearing like a commoner, completely unlike his usual demeanor.
“Roast you!” Shi Hao retorted with just two words.
“Damn you, Shi Hao! I’ll #@$%…!” Inside the bronze hall, the once-dignified sect masters had lost all composure, utterly enraged. Some couldn’t stop cursing.
Qing Yi, Chang Gongyan, the Banished Immortal, and Princess Yao Yue were all dumbfounded. These were supposed to be composed, steady, and dignified sect masters? Today, they were worse than street thugs, swearing with shocking ferocity.
This was beyond unexpected!
“Shi Hao, may your ancestors suffer for eighteen generations! Aren’t you afraid of karma for being so wicked?!”
“You Shi Clan bastard, may you die horribly! May your son be born without an anus! Even as a ghost, I won’t let you go! I’ll fight you to the death!”
…
The group rolled up their sleeves, their hatred for Shi Hao palpable. Their eyes were sinister as they hurled curses, pushed beyond endurance by this torment.
Yue Chan was speechless, rubbing her forehead. Were these really the “revered” elders? Even the usually stoic Chang Gongyan’s lips twitched, confirming he hadn’t misheard.
The younger generation was equally stunned. They’d never seen this side of the old-timers—who knew they could swear so viciously?
Of course, they understood. Faced with Shi Hao’s outrageous behavior, anyone would go mad. This wasn’t just pushing them to the brink—it was outright mockery and humiliation.
Who barbecues an entire group of sect masters like this?!
“You’re the bastard! Your whole family are bastards!”
While others watched in amazement, the Lunar Grace Fairy jumped into the fray, shouting provocations. Despite her delicate, peerlessly beautiful face, her curses were shockingly fierce.
No one knew what to say. Such a pretty girl, yet so fierce—truly one of a kind. Even the loudmouthed Fatty Cao and the explosive-tempered Heavenly Horned Ant exchanged glances, conceding defeat.
“You…!” someone growled, launching a fierce punch.
But it was useless. Without Shi Hao even needing to act, the Crimson Dragon flicked its tail, sending the attacker flying with a broken fist.
“Why send him back? He’s almost done—half-raw, just needing a slow simmer. Grab him for a proper roast,” Shi Hao scolded.
“Fine!” The Crimson Dragon relented, using a True Dragon’s Grasp to intercept and forcibly drag the man back.
“Everyone, don’t hold back! My treat—eat heartily, drink freely! Isn’t this the best way to enjoy life?” Shi Hao beckoned the group, using his divine might to haul over a massive boulder to serve as a seat, since the swampy ground below was unsuitable.
With a radiant glow, they all cleansed themselves of dust before leaping onto the boulder, surrounding the bronze hall where the sect masters were trapped.
“This is beyond humiliating!” someone inside the hall wailed.
“Human-shaped ones? I can’t eat those,” the Lunar Grace Fairy said.
“Tradition. I don’t eat them either,” Shi Hao agreed.
“Right, let’s sort out which ones aren’t human-shaped,” the Heavenly Horned Ant suggested.
The others exchanged knowing looks—these guys were seasoned veterans, having developed refined tastes from their “experiences.”
“Perfect! My disciple caught a demonic bird—ideal for roasting!” Shi Hao declared.
Then, with a slap, he knocked the cold-eyed sect master to the ground, forcing him to reveal his true form before engulfing him in Samadhi True Flames.
“Shouldn’t we pluck the feathers first?” Cao Yusheng asked.
“Roast it first to loosen them. You handle it,” Shi Hao tossed the task to him, adding solemnly, “I’ve been abstaining from killing lately.”
Abstaining, my foot! Many wanted to retort. After all this, and now he plays the saint? Ridiculous.
Cao Yusheng rolled his eyes but took on the dirty work of cleaning and preparing the meat.
Half an hour later, atop the boulder, everyone was praising the exquisite flavors.
“Mmm, so fragrant! That stinky rock’s skills are unmatched—always worth praising,” the Lunar Grace Fairy mumbled through stuffed cheeks, her eyes curved like crescents in delight.
“Same old roasting skills, same old taste, same old aroma—truly the Barbecue King, Shi Hao!” the Heavenly Horned Ant lauded.
“Skill approaching the Dao itself—the culinary monarch of our generation!” Cao Yusheng intoned pretentiously.
The others nearly fainted. What kind of monsters were these? Birds of a feather, indeed—who even praises barbecue like this? But damn, it was delicious!
Qing Yi and Princess Yao Yue, though inwardly critical, couldn’t stop eating. If not for the crowd, they might’ve abandoned all ladylike restraint.
“Even if my cultivation were truly crippled, at least I’d never starve in the lower realm with this peerless skill, right?” Shi Hao preened, shamelessly singing his own praises.
The group collectively scoffed.
“Shi Hao, you’ll be crippled soon enough—and I’m glad!” a sect master sneered, taking spiteful pleasure in it.
He had nothing left to lose—why not twist the knife?
“I’m glad too. You’re next on the menu!” Shi Hao yanked him out effortlessly. The difference in power was staggering—Shi Hao had long surpassed ordinary limits, standing invincible.
“A Hound! Perfect—I’ve always wanted to try this species. Today’s the day!” Cao Yusheng laughed.
“Enough roasting one by one—let’s do them all at once!” Shi Hao took charge.
With a bang, he dragged over the deputy sect master of the Celestial Nation, only to find it was a half-human, half-beast creature. Disgusted, he killed it with a slap and tossed it into the swamp.
“You’re next!” Shi Hao advanced, locking onto the Immortal Palace’s second-in-command. “A divine bird—excellent! Even the Immortal Palace’s number two will soon be a delicacy. Can we call this the Greatest Barbecue Feast of All Time?”
Indeed, with so many heavyweight figures and experts gathered, if all were roasted, it would surely shake the upper realm to its core!
Calling it the Greatest Barbecue Feast was no exaggeration!
One could only imagine the expressions outside once word got out—utterly indescribable.
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