manynovel Chapter 112 The New and Old Generations of the Shrek Seven Monsters
Chapter 112 The New and Old Generations of the Shrek Seven Monsters
Xuanzi stood by the table, watching with a look of satisfaction as the children wolfed down their food and were overwhelmed with emotion (actually, they were too pained to speak). She would occasionally comment, "Eat slowly, don't choke."
"I've been studying the cooking time and temperature of this dish for a long time, and it seems to be working well."
"Hmm, judging from your active soul power fluctuations, you're absorbing it very well!"
That meal took a full hour to eat.
For the seven people present, however, it felt like an eternity.
At the end, everyone looked as if they had just survived a life-or-death battle, slumped in their chairs, exhausted, with varying expressions, vacant eyes, and their senses of taste and souls having suffered an unprecedented shock.
Xuanzi looked at the empty plates (no one dared to actually leave any under his gaze), and stroked his beard with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, it seems you all like it. If you behave well in the future, I'll make it for you again!"
"No! No need! Elder Xuan!" The seven of them spoke in unison, a chorus of unprecedented fear and pleading.
From then on, "Master Xuan personally cooks" became one of the most terrifying unspoken codes among Ma Xiaotao's generation of Shrek Seven Devils.
At this moment, upon hearing Xuanzi mention "cooking personally" again, the sealed, terrifying memories surged back into his mind like a tidal wave.
The memory ends.
Then Dai Yueheng said decisively, "Elder Xuan, you have worked hard in your training, so today I must treat you!"
Please give us a chance to show our filial piety!
"Yes, yes, yes!" Ma Xiaotao immediately chimed in, her tone more eager than ever before. "We know there's a new restaurant that just opened in Shrek City, and the food is absolutely amazing. We've been wanting to invite you to try it for ages!"
"Elder Xuan, that family's signature Soul Beast Feast is said to nourish soul power, which will also benefit you!" Gongyang Mo quickly added.
"It's on us!" the seven members of the new generation exclaimed in unison, realizing what was happening.
Although they hadn't experienced the full "feast," the reactions of the senior students just now indicated that it wasn't a good thing.
Seeing the children suddenly become unusually "filial" and "united," and their faces filled with "please don't cook," Xuanzi was taken aback at first, then seemed to understand something, and touched his nose somewhat awkwardly: "Ahem... that restaurant, I've heard of it. Since you're all so filial... then let's go."
"Yay!" someone exclaimed softly, then immediately swallowed it back down.
The fourteen people breathed a sigh of relief as if they had survived a disaster.
Xuanzi walked slowly ahead with his hands behind his back, but a subtle, mischievous smile appeared on his lips.
The newly opened restaurant was bustling with activity, and everyone enjoyed their meal. Xuanzi truly lived up to his name as a "glutton."
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Xuanzi left first, leaving a group of young people to continue their conversation.
As soon as he left, Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, and others started talking about Xuanzi's "creative dishes," leaving Huo Yutong and the others stunned.
That's terrifying.
In Huo Yutong's spiritual sea, the Ice Emperor only briefly imagined: Tianmeng's poetry recitation in her ears, the demon spirits singing, the Evil Eye Tyrant clan dancing before her eyes, holding a cup of tea brewed by Poison Undying in her hand, and eating Xuanzi's cooking in her mouth... No, just imagining it was torture.
The other spiritual guests were also shocked: This was no enjoyment, it was a series of poisons.
Afterwards, Dai Yueheng and the others chatted about interesting things from the previous Soul Master Competition, creating a cheerful and relaxed atmosphere.
Over the next few days, the new and old generations of the Shrek Seven Devils gathered at the training ground for intensive sparring and guidance.
Dai Yueheng, Ma Xiaotao, and others shared their competition experience and cultivation insights without reservation.
As fellow fire-attribute soul masters, Wu Feng received the most direct guidance.
Ma Xiaotao's phoenix flames are domineering and intense, but her control over the fire element has reached a state of perfection.
After their exchange, she called out to Wu Feng, who was still panting, and a solid, glass-like crimson-gold flame rose from her palm: "Your fire, though fierce, is also restless."
Flame doesn't only erupt; try to feel its 'breath,' allowing it to expand, contract, and take shape as you please.
As she spoke, the wisp of flame effortlessly transformed between her fingers into birds and fish, finally settling into a single, warm spark. Wu Feng gazed at it for a long time, seemingly understanding something.
On the other side, the battle between Dai Yueheng and Bei Bei appeared to be thunderous and powerful.
The clash between the White Tiger Martial Soul and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul was full of power.
Dai Yueheng's fighting style is bold and unrestrained, full of battlefield sharpness, often overwhelming others with sheer force; while Bei Bei's Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex is more agile and controlled, with lightning weaving into a net, integrating offense and defense.
After a fierce battle, Dai Yueheng wiped the sweat from his brow and smiled at Bei Bei, "Your control over lightning has improved considerably since we last met. However, perhaps you could be a little more decisive when unleashing your power."
Beibei nodded in acceptance, her eyes flashing with lightning as she seemed to be processing the advice.
The contest between Ling Luochen and Huo Yutong was a dialogue between ice and ice.
Ling Luochen's control over ice elements was skillful and extensive, but when faced with Huo Yutong's extremely high-quality ice, he always felt a kind of suppression from the source.
Her icy mist would often involuntarily freeze and slow down when it came within a few feet of Huo Yutong. "The ultimate ice, truly deserving of its name."
Ling Luochen put away his martial spirit and looked at Huo Yutong with a complicated expression. "It's not a matter of different levels of soul power, but a fundamental difference."
Fighting you has shown me a new level of mastery that ice element can achieve.
Gongyang Mo was very curious about the evolution of Ning Tian's martial spirit.
Although his Rainbow Dragon Martial Soul is hailed as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda among Beast Martial Souls, it is also limited by the seventh ring.
Ning Tian did not say it explicitly, but only hinted that it was related to the opportunity of the "Spirit Transmission Tower".
Upon hearing this, Gongyang Mo's eyes flashed with determination, and he said in a low voice, "After the competition, I absolutely must enter this Spirit Transmission Tower."
Xi Xi's speed gave Xiao Xiao a headache. Every time Xiao Xiao's cauldron landed, Xi Xi's figure would appear on the other side like a ghost, its sharp leopard claws lightly touching her shoulder.
"If it were a competition, you would have lost countless times already." Xixi retracted her claws and stood up.
Xiao Xiao smiled wryly, knowing full well that she needed to work harder on her reaction and prediction skills.
Despite the overwhelming firepower of He Caitou's soul-guided cannon, it was unable to shake Yao Haoxuan's mountain-like defense after he transformed into a giant.
Yao Haoxuan laughed loudly, strode through the soul-guided beam, and displayed the aesthetics of pure power.
He Caitou was not discouraged; instead, he became even more excited and began calculating how to optimize the artillery combination and attack angles.
As a reward for He Caitou becoming one of the Shrek Seven Devils, Zi Ji directly selected a soul bone for him from the Spirit Pagoda's storage, which He Caitou absorbed after expressing his gratitude.
Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass tried to entangle Chen Zifeng, but it was easily severed by the Soul-Chasing Sword. Wherever the sword light passed, the vines were shattered.
Chen Zifeng sheathed his sword and said to Tang Ya, "For control-type Soul Masters, positioning and timing of attacks are more important than the speed of the vines." Tang Ya nodded seriously and pondered silently.