Chapter 2559: Cruel and Inhumane Punishment

Zhao Lao couldn't be bothered to waste words with this Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple; since he didn't want to talk, just give him time to think it over himself.

With a major enemy upon us, everyone is about to prepare to assault the Mining Domain—who has the time to bother with someone like him, a mere nobody?

Seeing Zhao Lao get up and leave without a word, this Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple was stunned.

No way, I've already figured out how to explain it, and you're not asking? You're going straight to punishment?

This sudden turn left this Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple completely bewildered—your procedure is all wrong, hear me out!

But Zhao Lao didn't stop; he had already walked out of the room, and the several human cultivators standing below, upon hearing that, also smirked.

"Hehe, let's go straight to punishment."

"I haven't seen this punishment before; perfect time to try it and see how it works."

"Then let's go, first bring the person over."

"Okay."

As they spoke, without further ado they grabbed the Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple and hurried out of the room.

In the Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple's bewildered state, in the blink of an eye he was brought into the Fire Room.

Ye Zhangqing, who had been resting reclined on the chair, watched as a few people brought in a Heavenly Spirit Tribe member, his eyes filled with suspicion.

"What is……………………"

"Young Master Ye, this Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple was hooked out of the Mining Domain; Zhao Lao suspected something, but this guy's mouth is too tough, so we went straight to punishment."

"Oh, I see—then you handle it."

"Sure thing, rest assured, we definitely won't cause you any trouble, Young Master Ye."

Smiling, they gave a reply, then the few people found a spot in the corner of the Fire Room and got to work.

As for the Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple, he wore a grim expression.

"When did I become tight-lipped? You guys didn't even ask a few questions, yet you jump straight to punishment—do you really think I'm a spineless wimp?"

"Being able to become a Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple, I've got some backbone too, damn it."

"I've seen all kinds of punishments."

"For a moment, this Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple also felt a surge of anger; these humans and those Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons alike are bullying people too much."

"They asked a few questions, then went straight to punishment, still saying my mouth is stubborn."

"You say my mouth is stubborn? Fine, today I'll show you just how stubborn I can be."

The Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple thought darkly, as a Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple, I may not fight for steamed buns, but I will fight for my pride.

Thinking thus, he allowed the few people to tightly bind him with rope and hold him fast in a corner of the Fire Room, without the slightest struggle.

On the contrary, he regained his calm, his face expressionless with icy intent.

Regarding that, the few people paid no mind; after tying him up, they bowed respectfully to Ye Zhangqing and then took their leave.

As for Ye Zhangqing, he never paid the Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple any attention from start to finish.

Meanwhile outside, the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons launched another inexplicable attack, forcing the original plan to assault the Mining Domain to be postponed.

After all, they still weren't ready.

Moreover, the post-battle cleanup work hadn't finished yet.

Once all that is done, it'll be about time for a meal.

"How about we wait until after the meal to act? That's when morale will be highest."

"That's actually true—after a meal, who isn't full of vigor and high spirits?" said a Heavenly Palace Celestial Official.

"Acting then would definitely yield twice the result with half the effort; everyone's combat power would likely increase by ten percent out of thin air."

Hearing that, Zhao Lao thought it over and nodded in agreement—this really is the best choice.

He immediately decided to wait until after the meal to act.

As mealtime approached, the Immortal Chefs came one after another into the Fire Room to get busy.

And watching the bustling crowd, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple in the corner stared wide-eyed.

"What are these humans doing? What are they holding in their hands? Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons?"

He was truly dumbfounded—these humans were actually processing the corpses of Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons.

Moreover, from their conversation, this Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple learned a shocking truth.

"These guys actually eat Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons?"

He blurted out involuntarily.

"You guys eat Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons?"

Upon hearing that, someone lifted their head and glanced at him; they already knew what situation this Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple was in.

He had been sent specially to the Fire Room for punishment, so no one paid him any attention at this point.

"What's wrong with eating Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons? Who said they can't be eaten? What's the big deal?"

Everyone was busy with their own tasks; as for Ye Zhangqing, once the ingredients were mostly processed, he rose unhurriedly and went to the stove.

Watching the Immortal Chefs, they processed each Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon corpse until it was clean.

Although he didn't understand, at least it looked proper.

The Heavenly Spirit Tribe disciple fell silent; he had never seen anything so outrageous.

He had only heard of Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons eating people, never that humans also ate Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons.

"What kind of situation is this—has the feng shui turned?"

However, before he could figure it out, as Ye Zhangqing heated the pot and added oil, the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon ingredients went into the pot.

Slowly, a rich aroma began to waft through the Fire Room.

The aroma of Ye Zhangqing's cooking could be felt even from far away, let alone being under the same roof.

The fragrance inside the Fire Room is naturally the strongest.

Even the many Immortal Chefs who have already smelled it who knows how many times cannot help but drool upon smelling this aroma.

Even after smelling it so many times, every time Ye Zhangqing cooks, it still makes people famished.

"I can't hold back again."

"Who said it's not the same?"

"Just hold on a little longer, we'll be able to eat soon."

The many Immortal Chefs gathered together of their own accord, drooling splish-splash.

Each pair of eyes stared fixedly at the pot on the stove, as if looking at some peerless treasure.

This has already become the regular routine for the many Immortal Chefs, after all, being on the front line, each Fàn diǎn is the hardest for them.

Others just need to wait for Fàn diǎn and then line up slowly.

But from the moment Ye Zhangqing stepped onto the stove, they began to suffer.

They have to wait until the dish comes out of the pot before they can take a bite to relieve their hunger.

Of course, where there is effort there is reward; these Immortal Chefs in the Fire Room certainly eat better and more than others.

As for this, Ye Zhangqing is not stingy.

But compared to those Immortal Chefs, that Heavenly Spirit Tribe youth in the corner at this moment is as if struck by lightning.

His Adam's apple rolled continuously, frantically swallowing saliva.

Fragrant, it's making me dazed—how can it be this fragrant?

The Heavenly Spirit Tribe and the Human Race are different, after all—the Human Race has those so-called Immortal Chefs, but the Heavenly Spirit Tribe does not.

Compared to the Human Race, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe can be said to have almost no desire for gastronomic pleasure.

But now, this Heavenly Spirit Tribe youth simply cannot hold back.

That aroma practically seemed to hook his soul away; as he opened his mouth, saliva splashed out uncontrollably.

"Th-this... what is this?"