As Chen Mo squatted by the edge of the Abyssal Rift, rinsing a hot pot, tomato-flavored Demonic Qi rolled and bubbled within the mandarin duck pot. A Husky clamped half of the Executioner Sword in its jaws to use as a skimmer, while Danwa was busy seasoning the dipping sauce with virgin boy urine—by the third drop, the entire pot suddenly burst into a rendition of "Tension".
"System Prompt: Hell-tier dark cuisine detected, recommended to feed to the Medicine King Valley elders."
"This sh*t is even more invigorating than Meng Po Soup!" Chen Mo scooped up a mutated potato slice, only to find a chibi smiling face of the First Generation Patriarch carved into it. The Bronze Box suddenly vibrated, projecting a scene from three hundred years ago: the First Generation Patriarch and the Demon Lord had their arms draped over each other's shoulders, dumping expired ketchup into the Abyssal Rift.
Chapter 40