Chapter 1224

Seeing that Yun Xiantai and the others seemed completely indifferent to the dishes' efficacy, caring only about the taste.

Dongfang Hong was a bit dazed. No, as cultivators, shouldn't we pay more attention to efficacy? What's with you only caring about taste?

He opened his mouth, but in the end Dongfang Hong still didn't say anything more.

But after eating a few more bites, Dongfang Hong gradually felt that what Yun Xiantai and the others said made sense.

This taste is really good; one bite makes you reluctant to leave.

"Bai'er, this is delicious, quick.............."

He was about to turn his head to greet Dongfang Bai, but at a glance he saw Dongfang Bai already eating like a hamster, cheeks bulging high on both sides.

His mouth couldn't hold any more, yet his hand movements were not slow at all, continuously stuffing more in.

"Bai'er, eat slowly."

"Mmm mmm mmm.................."

While eating, Dongfang Bai spoke unclearly, but Dongfang Hong couldn't catch a single word of what she said.

However, seeing Dongfang Bai like that, Dongfang Hong couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

The little girl has truly suffered a lot on the road lately, having to face demon race pursuit while also watching her clansmen fall one after another.

This caused the girl's personality to change considerably; originally very cheerful, she gradually became silent and reticent.

Dongfang Hong saw this, but he had no way and no energy to deal with it.

At this moment, seeing Dongfang Bai regain some spirit, Dongfang Hong felt genuinely happy.

However, the food in Haotu Shijie is truly delicious, really.

His gaze seemingly unintentionally flicked to Ye Zhangqing, already knowing these dishes were made by the youth before him.

Judging by bone age, he is about the same age as Bai'er, even slightly two years younger.

Yet his cultivation is already at the Shèngjìng level, his talent appearing no inferior to Bai'er's.

Well, what's with the three women around him?

At such a young age, he already has three dao partners?

Dongfang Hong grew curious about Ye Zhangqing; as for Dongfang Bai, her attention never left Ye Zhangqing.

While eating, he occasionally glanced at Ye Zhangqing.

Of course, this gaze had no other meaning; he simply thought Ye Zhangqing's skill was amazing, the dishes were truly delicious, and he wanted to eat them again in the future.

Dongfang Bai kept her head down, busy eating; Dongfang Hong, though not lagging behind, would from time to time drink a cup of fine wine with Yun Xiantai and the others, chatting briefly.

Each time they only chatted a couple of sentences, then he went back to picking dishes.

"By the way, Yun Dao brother, what ingredients are these dishes made from? I've never eaten anything like them before."

The taste had completely conquered Dongfang Hong, yet he had never seen the ingredients of these dishes, so he immediately asked curiously.

He hadn't thought much of it, nor had any other intention; upon hearing this, Yun Xiantai smiled and replied.

"Dongfang brother, you should have seen them."

"I've seen them? But I don't recall ever having eaten such ingredients."

If he had seen them, he should have eaten them too; even if the taste differed, there would at least be some similarity, yet Dongfang Hong couldn't recall anything at all.

Dongfang Hong wasn't sure whether he had really seen those ingredients, but Yun Xiantai's next sentence left him stunned.

"Didn't Dongfang brother just mention them earlier?"

"You mentioned them just now?"

Dongfang Hong froze, "Did I say that?"

"You did, it's that extremely ferocious race you spoke of, Dongfang brother."

"Extremely ferocious?"

At first Dongfang Hong didn't react, wondering if he had said such a thing... or........... holy shit...........

But the next second, as Dongfang Hong suddenly realized, his face changed and he stared in disbelief at the table of delicious dishes before him.

He could hardly speak.

"Th-the-se ingredients are demon race?"

"Yes."

Yun Xiantai nodded, not hiding it, while Dongfang Hong stood frozen in place, and even Dongfang Bai was stunned.

So, the food they had just been enjoying with gusto was made from demon race?

Th-th-this.......... what the hell is going on?

This time it was Dongfang Hong's turn to look at Yun Xiantai and the others with a complex expression.

You're Human Race, right? Humans actually using demon race as food? That's not right, you're very off.

I've only ever heard of demons eating humans, never of humans eating demons.

Demons are already ferocious; are you even more ferocious than them?

Seeing Dongfang Hong's dazed expression, Yun Xiantai unhurriedly picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

"Dongfang brother, why be so shocked? It's just like ordinary people hunting beasts to stave off hunger—natural law."

"Huh???"

You call this natural law? Your natural law is eating demons.

"This is demon race."

"What's wrong with demon race? Who said demon race can't be eaten?"

"Dongfang brother, you just tasted it yourself—how is the flavor of this demon race ingredient?"

"It's good, just.............."

Dongfang Hong momentarily didn't know what to say; the taste was indeed beyond reproach, but this is demon race—you're using it as food?

The demon race that forced our Dongfang Family into a desperate situation, having come to Haotu Shijie, has become food?

For a moment, Dongfang Hong felt something was wrong—have we Dongfang Family become a laughingstock?

Recalling his own earlier expression of extreme wariness toward the demon race and the words he had spoken, Dongfang Hong couldn't help but blush.

In his heart he had regarded the demon race as ferocious and immensely dreaded, yet here it is just a dish on the table?

Then weren't the words he had just spoken turned into a joke?

Driven to ruin and exile by a bunch of food, fleeing all the way here?

Dongfang Hong fell into silence, for a moment not knowing what to say.

Looking at the dish on the table, this damn thing is actually demon race?

Demon race...... wait, does Haotu Shijie have demon race?

Suddenly realizing this, Dongfang Hong turned his head to look at Yun Xiantai and the others, asking seriously.

"Brother Yun Dao, does Haotu Shijie have demon race?"

"Aren't demon races supposed to exist only in the Demon Realm? Although in the myriad worlds, demon races have burned, killed, plundered, and destroyed countless worlds."

"But that was all for plundering resources; demon races still prefer to live in the Demon Realm."

"However, Haotu Shijie is after all a closed world, and Dongfang Hong hasn't learned about it."

"Perhaps there really are demon races living here, merely having no contact with the Demon Realm, being a group trapped within Haotu Shijie."

"He secretly guessed that this must be the case, and besides this there seemed to be no better explanation."

"But Yun Xiantai's words left Dongfang Hong stunned."

"No, there are no demon races in our Haotu Shijie."

"Then what about this food?"

"No? If there are no demon races, where did the dishes on this table come from? Where did this food come from? It's impossible for demon race food to just fall from the sky, right."

Dongfang Hong increasingly felt that Haotu Shijie was off, very off.