Chapter 217: You're being way too disrespectful to the Peng, aren't you!

I didn't expect awakening divine communication to actually be real—this memory isn't false, it's as natural as instinct.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng clearly knows that as long as he wishes, he can display this divine communication anytime.

He merely ate a roasted lamb leg, yet he directly awakened divine communication?!

Although he saw the Peng Demon King's divine communication, he remained doubtful—after all, this is too absurd.

He originally thought only divine objects like innate spiritual root immortal apricots could awaken divine communication upon consumption, but he didn't expect it to be just a roasted lamb leg!

Although this roasted lamb leg has an indescribable deliciousness, after all, the essence of the ingredients hasn't changed at all!

This is too absurd!

His eyes unconsciously glanced cautiously at Chen Nuo, his heart filled with uncontainable excitement—just what kind of divine being is this shopkeeper Chen?

With such immense power, why has he never heard his name in the Three Realms?

Is this a reclusive master?

His fame may be obscure, but his power is profound and unfathomable—if someone blindly provokes him, a single slap would kill them, no reasoning needed.

Frankly, such an existence is deeply troubling.

Thinking back to his earlier plan to steal a magic treasure, the Golden-Winged Dapeng broke out in a cold sweat.

If he had actually taken it, he'd likely have been reduced to ashes before even stepping out the door!

Fortunately, the Peng Demon King dissuaded him—how could he not think more? Someone who places prepared saint-level magic treasures as shop decorations couldn't possibly be weak!

Fortunately, Shopkeeper Chen didn't hold a grudge!

If the Golden-Winged Dapeng once feared Chen Nuo, now he feels reverence plus gratitude.

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Chen, for granting me the divine communication." Thinking this, the Golden-Winged Dapeng shifted uncomfortably, sprang to his feet, and bowed respectfully to Chen Nuo.

Clearly, he also regards this as something Chen Nuo bestowed upon him.

"Hmm, rise." Chen Nuo lightly nodded, already accustomed to it.

Anyway, although this divine communication isn't something he can decide, it's only possible because of him.

Upon hearing Chen Nuo speak, the Golden-Winged Dapeng could only comply and sit down, but his attitude toward Chen Nuo is now vastly different from when he first arrived.

"Golden Peng, what divine communication have you awakened?" The Peng Demon King, sitting across, smacked his lips twice and asked curiously.

Hearing this, the Golden-Winged Dapeng also shed most of his restraint, gazing at the Peng Demon King, his eyes flashing with excitement: "I've obtained a remarkably powerful speed divine communication!"

"You awakened a speed-type divine communication?!" The Peng Demon King stared in shock.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng nodded confidently: "That's only natural!"

After speaking, he spring-winded proudly and boasted at length.

Since the Peng Demon King could speak of his divine communication, he saw no need to hide anything—appearing as if the Golden-Winged Dapeng lacked all taste.

The Peng Demon King gasped, then promptly added another slice of meat to his plate.

This is too short, isn't it!

It's astonishing that both awakenings are of the same divine communication type—what a twist of fate!

After sighing, regaining his composure, the Peng Demon King chewed the meat in his mouth and mumbled: "Putting aside this speed, this yin-yang dual qi seems far superior to your broken bottle!"

Capable of clearing skies, summoning rain, and invoking wind—compared to that bottle that can only wait to be stuffed with people, it's undoubtedly far higher in level.

"That refers to... a fart!" The Golden-Winged Dapeng, nodding and swaying his head in agreement, suddenly realized.

Eyes wide: "What do you mean 'broken bottle'? That's a magic treasure I carefully crafted!"

Even if it's trash, at least it contains innate yin-yang qi!

Straightening his posture, his gaze turned sharp with battle intent, he declared firmly: "This time, if we compare speed again, I will definitely not lose!"

His current speed surpasses his previous by far more than a little bit,

He has confidence!

"Hmm-hmm." The Peng Demon King casually nodded in response, calm and composed, his hand movements while picking vegetables never ceasing.

Having a speed divine communication—so what? Can it surpass his Heaven-Shaking Cloud Wings? Still unknown. Even if it's truly fast, he still has another divine communication as a trump card!

The Peng Demon King twisted his mouth, revealing a Dragon King smile—true speed extremity isn't about how fast, but spatial leaps!

"Then let's wait and try later." Saying this, the Peng Demon King again lifted a chopstick of meat to his mouth.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng furrowed his brows, somewhat displeased. This is too disrespectful to people, isn't it!

He was discussing a serious matter, yet this kid!

The Golden-Winged Dapeng's gaze shifted to the ingredients on the table.

"Damn!"

The Golden-Winged Dapeng's pupils contracted, his face instantly flushing with anxiety.

Only then did he see the table—originally piled high with ingredients, now less than half remained, while the Peng Demon King's mouth never stopped.

"You brat, leave me some!" the Golden-Winged Dapeng shouted urgently.

He clearly said the hot pot would give him half, yet now the brat secretly ate so much—what a thief!

"This isn't giving you beef, is it!" the Peng Demon King mumbled with a mouth full of meat, pointing at the ingredients in the spicy pot that could no longer cook further.

After finally swallowing, the Peng Demon King tapped the table's ingredients, casually remarking: "I didn't stop you from eating—it's you who forgot to come eat."

After speaking, he shoved another shrimp meat into his mouth.

Now, the Golden-Winged Dapeng could wait no longer, hastily grabbing his chopsticks to grab from the spicy pot, not even bothering to clear the soup water, directly mimicking horse-to-tiger, sauce-coated and shoved into his mouth.

In the next instant, the Golden-Winged Dapeng's face flushed red, and he leapt up.

Feeling the explosive sensation in his mouth, the Golden-Winged Dapeng wanted to cry but had no tears—this is too spicy, isn't it!

This brat set him up!

The Golden-Winged Dapeng wanted to spit it out, but meeting Chen Nuo's calm gaze, he shrank back.

Covered in sweat from the spice, his entire mouth ached, with tingling numbness—truly agonizing!

But gradually, the Golden-Winged Dapeng found that he seemed to have adapted a little, chewing lightly, it was flavorful and satisfying!

With the spice adding a touch, the flavors of these ingredients rose to another level; after chewing a few more times, the Golden-Winged Dapeng swallowed it down.

Although his mouth still felt intensely spicy, numbing, and crisp, for some unknown reason he felt an indescribable sense of refreshment.

What deliciousness is this?!

Unconsciously, the Golden-Winged Dapeng picked up a few more pieces of meat to eat.

Seeing this, the Peng Demon King looked somewhat dazed—this golden peng actually had no major issue?!

From the moment the shopkeeper added the base ingredients, the Peng Demon Lord knew it was definitely not simple.

Just by looking at the color of this pot base, one could tell it was extraordinarily spicy.

Having learned from the Sauce Board Duck incident, he was still very cautious, and this one might even be spicier than the Sauce Board Duck.

One Sauce Board Duck was already enough for him to endure; he still preferred not to invite suffering.

But now this Golden-Winged Dapeng actually took the initiative to pick up vegetables,

This is too brave, right? Or is it just that this spicy pot only looks spicy?

Thinking this through, the Peng Demon King also felt somewhat moved—why not, have a taste?

As soon as the thought arose in his mind, the Peng Demon King acted on it, picked up a slice of meat, shook it off, tried to shake off the juice, and slowly inserted it into his mouth.