Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 222: Paper-Thin Barbecue! You Can Only Eat This Much—Any More Is Too Much for Your Body!

Chapter 222: Chapter 222: Paper-Thin Barbecue! You Can Only Eat This Much—Any More Is Too Much for Your Body!

A moment later.

The group led by Su Die arrived at the villa entrance, and before they could take any action, the villa’s door automatically opened.

Simultaneously, a calm voice sounded in everyone’s ears.

"Come in! I’m in the backyard!"

This caused a slight change in their expressions.

Though filled with questions in their minds, they didn’t show it.

Forming a team, they walked smoothly towards the backyard.

This wasn’t because they were regular visitors, but most villas have similar structures, differing only in size.

Because of this, even if they had never visited before, they could still find their way.

A few minutes later.

The group approached, only to see Lin Ping’an calmly barbecuing, with the aroma growing stronger at this distance.

Although his cooking skills aren’t great, sometimes the most delicious food requires the simplest preparations.

No need to add anything, just roasting with fire; the meat of the Ninth Grade Beast King fully brings out the food’s natural flavor.

Su Die stepped forward with a smile, leading the group and speaking.

"Junior Lin, I heard you’ve been cooped up for a long time, so I came to see you!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Ping’an nodded calmly, his tone as tranquil as water, conveying a sense of being sparing with words.

"Hmm! Sit!"

They saw five chairs perfectly placed opposite him, seemingly ready beforehand.

This act appeared somewhat enigmatic in their eyes.

Among them, Song Changkong’s eyes brimmed with confusion as he gazed at the meat roasting on the grill.

It felt peculiar.

Sizzling...

This meat quality, why have I never seen it before?

It’s much stronger than any other ingredient I’ve encountered.

What kind of Exotic Beast’s meat is this?

Could it be...

Additionally, Xiong Xiaoxiao, Hao Yong, and Qin Yu, who initially clamored to challenge Lin Ping’an again, obediently walked over and sat down.

Ever since they arrived, their thoughts of challenging him had unknowingly vanished.

There was a feeling of reluctance to speak, or hesitation to harbor such thoughts.

In any case, the challenge was simply unspeakable.

Meanwhile, the food was almost ready, and a burst of rich fragrance suddenly spread, causing the group’s stomachs to rumble.

Then, with a thought, Lin Ping’an made several trays appear out of thin air, floating in mid-air.

Next, he gently moved his index finger downward a few times.

Thin slices of meat, like cicada wings, were sliced from the large roast.

Each tray held one slice, looking somewhat translucent.

A breath later, they floated before the group.

Witnessing this, Song Changkong’s eye twitched, and he spoke, somewhat speechless.

"Ah, this... Even a miser would knock twice for you, is this a show of culinary skills or..."

Before he finished, a light remark sounded from beside him.

"More than enough, you can’t eat more."

Upon hearing this, Song Changkong couldn’t resist his nature to protest.

"What? Who’s being underestimated here! I can eat..."

With that said, the thin slice of meat was instantly forced into his mouth.

In the next moment.

He widened his eyes, shocked by the changes within his body.

The slice melted upon entering, unleashing massive Qi Blood Energy that filled his body, continuously emerging.

Thus, he quickly dashed to the side to cultivate.

Midway, his face turned red, and his nose bled slightly, a sign of overcompensation.

"Heh ha ah ha..."

Nearby, Song Changkong frantically cultivated to consume excess Qi Blood, not daring to stop for a moment.

And the others were completely stupefied, glancing first at him and then at the slice on the tray.

Thoughts swirled through their minds like a storm, leading to a terrifying conclusion.

What Lin Ping’an had just said was entirely true.

And this reasoning vaguely revealed a glimpse of his mysterious and terrifying nature.

Yet before they could think more, the slice on the tray shot into their mouths with lightning speed.

A moment later, they understood Song Changkong’s earlier sensations, unable to withstand the rush of Qi Blood, running to practice nearby for breakthroughs.

In response, Lin Ping’an lightly shook his head, his lips forming a faint smile.

Subsequently, he began eating in large mouthfuls by himself.

To them, the Beast King Level ingredient, which was overwhelming with just one slice, merely increased his foundation and energy.

After half an hour, Lin Ping’an finished the roast, and yet the others hadn’t fully absorbed it.

He didn’t plan to wait, instead leisurely returning to the villa for his daily routine of cultivation and creating new techniques.

This time, he considered it a small opportunity for them, a gesture towards old acquaintances.

Several hours later.

The backyard surged with powerful energy; whether Su Die or Song Changkong, their cultivation levels increased significantly due to that slice.

After all, it was Beast King Level, Ninth Grade Flesh, benefiting even Middle Tier Martial Artists like them was expected.

Once they advanced, faint traces of joy appeared on their faces, with Su Die showing slight melancholy.

The gap... The gap was just too vast!

This time, they didn’t disturb Lin Ping’an, bowing towards the villa before departing.

This encounter, although Lin Ping’an seemed to say nothing, he spoke everything.

At the gate, the group separated, Su Die and Liu Yanran on one path, the other four on another.

On the way back, Su Die seems troubled, slightly dejected.

Behind her, Liu Yanran sighed, spoke calmly to comfort her.

"Xiaodie’Er, you were never meant to walk the same path; it’s natural if you can’t keep up. His existence is the most dazzling of this era, while we remain distant silhouettes behind him."

"Let it go! Don’t..."

Before she could finish, Su Die stopped, firmly speaking one word at a time.

"No! If one year isn’t enough, then ten years! If ten years isn’t enough, a hundred years! Someday, we’ll meet at the Martial Arts Peak!"

With these words, she strides forward, her spirit reigniting.

Witnessing this, Liu Yanran shook her head, her face filled with helplessness, softly murmuring to herself in lament.

"Alas! Sometimes, meeting someone too extraordinary leaves the rest of life in unfulfilled desires!"

Meanwhile, the other four began discussing after they left.

"Just how strong is Talent Lin now! It’s truly terrifying! I thought I caught up, but it’s still so unfathomable."

"Say no more, that ingredient was definitely from a High Tier Exotic Beast; Talent Lin isn’t just a High Tier Civilization Master, his strength surpasses the Grandmaster Level."

"Terrifying! To exceed Grandmaster Level right upon admission, not just the Great Xia’s first talent, but the greatest talent of all ages."

"Alas! Not even in the same realm anymore! Can’t catch up, simply can’t catch up!"

"From now on, this generation will likely be overshadowed by Talent Lin’s brilliance, truly bleak!"

"Indeed! Sharing an era with him poses a sorrowful plight for those of us considered talents."

"What a joke, compared to Talent Lin, are we still talents? Just slightly better than ordinary people! The gap is too massive, unbelievably so!"

"Alright, alright! Let’s return to cultivate! Consider this as an opportunity!"

"..."