Chapter 141  : Chapter 141  : Throwing up, throwing up, coughing up blood!

Sizzle!

A sound of lard crackling filled the air, the enticing aroma quickly spreading. “Oh, boy, bring the food to me, can’t bear it anymore, aargh, how is there such delicious food in this world?”

Yang Zhen slapped away the paw of the mischievous cat and reprimanded: “What’s the rush? We’ve just started!”

The mischievous cat scoffed, looking at the three Void Cultivation Stage powerhouses seated underneath, waist akimbo, pointed at them, saying- “Hear that? We’ve just started. You guys better start vomiting blood soon, otherwise when the food gets cold, it won’t taste good. The sin would be all yours.” Ohyo!

Yang Zhen looked up in surprise at the mischievous cat, couldn’t help but praise: “Naughty cat, 666, that’s some slick move, you rascal!”

He wasn’t interested in infuriating the three old men further, he was genuinely hungry and wanted to eat, but to his surprise, the naughty cat was quite in sync with him, volunteering to handle it.

Very well, very well!” said the mischievous cat shamelessly: “Huh? Although I don’t know what 666 means, but boy, hearing this, I feel so damn good, you’re not an ordinary person!”

Yang Zhen played with the mutton and said, “Good, good, naughty cat, how about a bet?”

The mischievous cat looked suspiciously at Yang Zhen and asked cautiously: “What bet?”

Yang Zhen glanced at the three Void Cultivation Stage powerhouses downhill, and said, “If you could provoke them to vomit blood, if one vomits I’ll make one dish. If two vomit, two dishes. If all three vomit blood, I’ll make a whole table of dishes, and you and I will drink and make merry till we’re drunk, how about that?”

“Eh ha, boy, do you have wine?” The mischievous cat’s eyes lit up.

Clang!

A bottle of fine wine appeared in front of everyone, everyone shuddered collectively, looking shocked at the mischievous cat. Seeing the hostile gaze the cat returned towards the three Void Cultivation Stage powerhouses, they suddenly felt a chill.

Damn it… why does this cat seem more outrageous than Yang Zhen?

Patriarch Wang was trembling with anger after hearing the dialogue between the two, pointed at Yang Zhen and the mischievous cat and said: “You you guys…good! Good!”

Before the third ‘good’ could be spoken, suddenly a golden glow flashed across the sky, followed by a yellowish stream sweeping down from the sky, drawing a perfect arc, falling towards Patriarch Wang’s head.

Patriarch Wang even stared blankly at this sudden stream, dumbfounded mouth wide open.

“Quick, close your mouth!” Elder Qu was horrified and tried to pull Patriarch Wang quickly.

Patriarch Wang snapped out of his dumbfounded state, almost kicking Elder Qu-

Damn, is this the time to keep my mouth shut, shouldn’t I dodge it as fast as possible?

Hum!

Patriarch Wang quickly moved, avoiding the stream. It fell with a splash onto the ground. “Oh yo, boy, I can’t, as soon as I ran, I sprayed a little, but there’s not much left Otherwise, I’d definitely spray it on this old guy’s face, and perhaps if I’m lucky, I can even get it into his mouth.”

The mischievous cat uttered regretfully to Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen was stunned, this damn cat, actually peeing in the public, that’s too despicable.

Astonished, Yang Zhen retorted, “This young and already kidney deficient, what a disgrace, watch me, Sao Saint, I’ll surely spray it on the three!”

What?

Upon hearing this, everyone darted away. A cat peeing was somewhat tolerable, but Yang Zhen dared to shamelessly pee in public?

“Ah ha, boy, I doubt you, pee, if you dare pee, be careful not to wet your own shoes.”

“Damn it, naughty cat, don’t degrade me, believe it or not, Sao Saint will use a stream to rinse off the faces of these silly-looking old men?”

“Hmph, you pee then!”

“Oh yo, the mutton is ready!”

-It’s ready? It’s ready?” The mischievous cat drooled, his eyes spinning round and round. Suddenly he turned around and a stream of crystal clear, light yellow liquid, sprayed out, splashing Patriarch Wang’s face with a ‘pa’ sound.

“Ah ha ha, aargh, I hit the target, boy, look quick, I hit it!”

Yang Zhen bewilderedly turned and looked at the smug mischievous cat hopping around triumphantly, then turned to Patriarch Wang who was desperately wiping his face, his mouth agape.

“Awesome… Awesome!”

“Sure is, do you know who I am? Huh, this old man is so disgusting, isn’t he going to vomit blood yet?”

The mischievous cat pointed at Patriarch Wang and complained: “Old fellow are you hell-bent on preventing me from having a decent meal today?” Puff!

Patriarch Wang’s face turned red, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, pointing at the mischievous cat and saying: “You…you…you…wretched cat ’ you’ll meet a violent end!”

“Ahahaha, he vomited, he vomited, kiddo, you got to keep your word, this old fella vomited.”

With that, Mischievous Cat’s malicious gaze shifted to Elder Qu.

Elder Qu shivered all over, hastily dodging backward.

Mischievous Cat wasn’t giving up, pointing at Elder Qu, he said, “Old man, as the saying goes, filling a man’s belly wins over creating seven Buddhist temples. You’re quite the bad old man, how about doing some good and spit a little, just for the sake of it, okay?”

Not to mention Elder Qu, even the stupefied onlookers almost choked on their blood upon hearing this.

Filling a man’s belly wins over creating seven Buddhist temples?

Where on earth did this damned cat hear such nonsense?

So, you have to spit blood to do good after being fed, abandoning the dignity of a Void Cultivation Stage practitioner?

Yang Zhen, dumbfounded, was looking at Mischievous Cat and suddenly admired him. He gave a thumbs up, saying, “You’re quite a shameless one, but you’re right, filling someone wins over creating seven Buddhist temples, nothing wrong with that!”

A smug look flashed across Mischievous Cat’s face as he nodded at Yang Zhen, saying, You flatter me, you flatter me. I’m quite ashamed. Today I’ve truly been enlightened. So, there are masters among shameless, and you’re not bad either, you have a bit of my style.” Puff!

The whole crowd sprayed their drinks, dumbfounded, staring at Yang Zhen and Mischievous Cat, looking at Elder Qu and the others with some pity.

Elder Qu snorted coldly, glanced at Yang Zhen and Mischievous Cat, then retreated ten feet and sat down, closing his eyes in meditation.

Before long, Elder Tie too silently came to sit next to Elder Qu, the two looked at each other, their eyes blazing with fire, obviously furious.

Patriarch Wang was infuriated, breathing heavily, his eyes reddened as he glared at Yang Zhen and Mischievous Cat, his aura wildly turbulent and restless.

“Good, good, you two, better always stay up there, don’t fall into my hands.” Yang Zhen and Mischievous Cat were oblivious, one handling the cooked mutton, the other busy wiping his drool:

“Kid, although your strength is lacking, your cooking skills are really something, I approve!”

“Of course, wait till you taste it with some vinegar!”

“Vinegar?” Mischievous Cat’s eyes lit up and excitedly asked, “What is vinegar?” Sizzle!

Yang Zhen poured the well-boiled aged vinegar into the oil pan, immediately sending out a rich aroma of vinegar.

Mischievous Cat sniffed non-stop, his eyes glowing, “This is good, this is good I’m salivating.”

“Such a disgrace!”

“Kid, don’t look down on people, oh shit, what’s that on your mouth, saliva?”

“This is digestive juice!”

“Damn, you’re more shameless!”

“Do you still want to eat?”

“Ah, it’s not that I don’t want to eat, it’s those two old bastards playing dirty, not vomiting blood, what can I do?”

Elder Qu’s and Elder Tie’s eyes twitched as they heard the sound of swallowing from their surroundings.

Too shameless, these two bastards are too shameless, yet they produce such an irresistibly delicious aroma, people can’t help but drool.

Especially that vinegar flavored lamb chop, simply a lethal weapon, as Yang Zhen carefully poured the hot oil vinegar onto the chop even Hua Youyue couldn’t help but swallow saliva.

Yang Zhen and Mischievous Cat took a sip of wine, took a bite of meat, and ate happily. Thousands of people were like stunned chickens, staring blankly at the smoking heads of the three Void Cultivation Stage practitioners. Mischievous Cat suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked, “Kid, how did you manage to climb up here unhurt?”

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, “Talented exceptional, can’t I?”

“Guess if I believe that?”

“Probably not, but what’s happening here?”

“Well, that’s a long story.”

Upon hearing this, everyone on and below the mountain was taken aback and perked up their ears..

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