Chapter 2560: I said, I said it all

That tempting aroma was practically like some immortal technique, bewitching the mind, making people's hearts itch.

Especially when the first dish came out of the pot, the moment this Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator saw the food in the pot, he was instantly stunned.

It looks delicious.

For the Immortal Chefs present, the visual impact was less tempting; at least it wasn't as hard to bear as that aroma.

After all, they've seen it too many times.

But for this Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator seeing it for the first time, it was absolutely an explosive shock.

He even understood this, trying to force himself not to look, but the next second he couldn't help turning his gaze back.

Repeating like this almost drove this Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator to collapse.

This is an Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon? How could it be made into this?

At this moment, the food in this pot looks so appetizing that one can't even imagine it's actually made from an Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon.

Saliva had already pooled on the ground beneath his feet.

This Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator didn't even know how he had endured it, watching Ye Zhangqing finish cooking pot after pot of food, then being carried out of the Fire Room by several Immortal Chefs one after another.

This Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator finally breathed a sigh of relief, glad he had made it through.

Just now it was sheer torture; I don't know when, but a cold sweat poured out, yet he managed to get through it.

"Hmph, thinking you can take me down? Not that easy."

The Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator thought viciously, he would never be so easily taken down; it was absolutely impossible.

But just as this Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator thought everything was over,

The few who had previously brought him to the Fire Room strode in again.

First, they respectfully saluted Ye Zhangqing.

"Young Master Ye, we're here to take the person out."

"Do as you please."

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing, who had just rested and taken a sip of immortal tea, replied without lifting his head.

He had no interest in this Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator at all; although the other party shared the same status as Yuheng Shen, it failed to spark much interest in Ye Zhangqing.

Seeing Ye Zhangqing nod, these few swiftly brought the Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator out of the Fire Room.

Along the way, this Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator deliberately kept a stern face, said nothing, and put on a show of having strong integrity.

As a Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator, he would never yield so easily.

He had endured that cruel punishment earlier, saliva pooling on the ground without even furrowing his brow—what other methods could there be now?

Until he was brought onto the deck outside the Fire Room, amidst the crowd of Human Race cultivators.

This Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator still hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation.

Until the Human Race cultivators had served their meals, then formed a circle around him and began to eat heartily.

Only then did this Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator shout, his eyes nearly bursting.

"You bunch of beasts, take me back."

That tempting aroma wafted over again, and this time, watching everyone eat, it was torture upon torture.

Watching others eat, oil dripping from their mouths, he could only stare helplessly here, smelling the fragrance but unable to eat.

Beasts, you living livestock.

I thought I had already endured the worst, but who would have thought those earlier ordeals were merely appetizers.

Still thinking he had backbone, yet seeing the Human Race cultivators eat so comfortably.

With oil all over his mouth, this Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator finally couldn't hold back.

Regardless of who it was, he shouted at the Human Race cultivator beside him who was eating.

"Give me a bite, just one bite."

"Please, I just want one bite, a tiny bite, really."

"Your bowl is so big, you won't even notice if I take a small bite."

"Give me a bite, I'll agree to anything you want."

"My Heavenly Spirit Tribe has plenty of treasures; really, give me a bite and I'll give you whatever you want."

But faced with this Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator's words, the people present didn't pay him any heed at all.

What a joke, what time is it now? It's Fàn diǎn.

At Fàn diǎn you must eat; when eating, how could you be distracted?

They only get three meals a day, and this is the time; afterward they don't even know where they'll get their next meal.

If they don't cherish it, then they really deserve to die.

So, facing this Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator's pleas, no one paid any attention, not even glancing up at him.

The more the crowd acted this way, the more this Heavenly Spirit Tribe cultivator felt tormented and hungry.

It wasn't just drooling anymore; his stomach rumbled like thunder.

He could swear this was absolutely the most cruel, inhumane punishment he had ever seen in his life.

These Human Race people are utterly vicious—how could they devise such a vicious method?

Which hero could withstand such a trial?

His eyes were already red, bloodshot, yet no matter how he begged, the people around simply ignored him.

Each one buried his head, just eating.

Zhao Lao also walked over with a big bowl; although he had his own private stove, he naturally wouldn't miss Fàn diǎn—who said you can't eat twice?

Like the others, he casually found a spot, sat down to eat, and while eating, asked the person beside him.

"Did this kid say anything?"

Zhao Lao's question was naturally about that Heavenly Spirit Tribe spirit child; hearing it, the Wushen Palace cultivator, his mouth full of food, replied somewhat indistinctly.

"No, no."

"Then keep grinding, see how long he can last."

As for that, Zhao Lao seemed completely unconcerned, speaking calmly: "If you don't want to say, then don't; it's just a meal, no need to rush."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe spirit child immediately shouted.

"I said, I already said, you damn well ask."

"I said, give me a bowl of food, okay? Please."

He was truly frightened by these humans; what does 'keep grinding' mean? I damn well didn't say I wouldn't speak.

"Give me a chance, do you understand threats and inducements?"

"Threats are present, but what about the inducement? At least come and draw me a pie; you just skipped straight over—what's the point?"

At this point, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe spirit child had no other thoughts; as long as he could eat a bowl of rice and taste what it's like, he would be content.

As for saying anything else, we can talk after eating.

Hearing that, Zhao Lao and the Wushen Palace cultivator glanced at him, then lowered their heads and continued eating heartily.

Seeing that, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe spirit child's face instantly darkened, becoming extremely gloomy.

"What the hell do you guys mean? I'm willing to speak, so come ask me."

"I said, you ask, hurry up and ask me; I'll say everything, I'll tell you all."

Now anxious, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe spirit child jumped up; seeing Zhao Lao and the other ignoring him, he couldn't help but shout loudly.

He indicated his willingness to speak, to say anything, to answer whatever was asked.