The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Chapter 193 Provocation

As the sky gradually darkened, the warm yellow firelight illuminated the people gathered around it, and the golden barbecue on the rack was sizzling with oil.

Meng Chun sat beside Di Qi, leaning his whole body on her, looking at the disciples vaguely.

The injuries on their bodies had long since healed, but their cyan-green tribal uniforms were still the same as before.

There were still some tatters on it.

Perhaps they noticed Meng Chun's gaze, and although they were alert in their hearts, their expressions remained calm.

Feng Qian and A Shu, who were far away, took some rare elixirs and quickly returned to Di Qi and Meng Chun.

"Master, these are the only spiritual herbs worth picking around here."

Feng Qian handed over the elixir, and Di Qi glanced at it indifferently.

After seeing one of the spiritual medicines that was crystal white with a golden pistil, he reached out and took it.

"Keep the rest for yourself."

"Yes."

Feng Qian put away the elixir and handed it to A Shu for safekeeping.

Emperor Qian looked at the elixir in his hand, and before he could make up his mind, he heard the voice of the system.

[Wow, it's actually the thousand-year-old Chalcedony grass!?]

Emperor Qian lowered his eyes and asked, "Do you know him?"

[Of course! This system is an encyclopedia. There is nothing in this world that this system doesn't know!]

But if you don’t know it, then it’s definitely worthless. 】

Hearing its smug voice, Diqian poured cold water on it without hesitation, "Don't you recognize the tree we met on Wuliang Island?"

The system immediately felt awkward, a cold electronic sound slightly stuck. [Then, then it can't be found in the database...]

Having said that, it felt that it was simply not in the database, and it was not its fault at all.

I immediately defended myself: "Perhaps that tree is not valuable at all, so my creator didn't put the corresponding information in the database."

Emperor Qi sneered and said, "I wonder what the Creator you mentioned was thinking when he created you."

The system didn't understand the hidden meaning in her words, but just said it as a matter of course.

[Of course, he's thinking about how the host can fall in love with the destined person. After all, this system is the Nine Lives Only Beloved System! It seems normal for the Creator to think about romance, right?]

Emperor Saka: “…”

Meng Chun, who was leaning against her, saw that she was staring at the spiritual medicine, so he asked doubtfully, "Senior, is this spiritual medicine poisonous?"

"No, I just think it's rare." Di Qian put the elixir away, preparing to use it to make medicine for Meng Chun after returning to his family.

Meng Chun tilted his head and looked at her, his eyes full of curiosity, "What kind of elixir is this? Even seniors rarely see it?"

Seeing his curiosity, Emperor Qian explained to him softly, "There's a kind of elixir in the world called the Marrow Cleansing Pill. It cleanses the meridians and improves one's talent for cultivation."

Meng Chun poked the ground with a wooden stick and said, "If it can improve physical fitness and enhance cultivation talent, then isn't this pill too amazing?"

Emperor Qi lowered his eyes to observe his small movements and said, "Well, but such a pill not only requires an alchemist of the eighth rank or above, but also requires a variety of extremely rare and precious spiritual herbs as auxiliary ingredients."

"Eighth-rank alchemist?!"

Meng Chun's eyes were filled with shock as he said, "The most common alchemists in the mortal world are only second-grade alchemists. How high a talent does an eighth-grade alchemist have to have?!"

His look of disbelief instantly made those disciples chuckle.

Even though their voices were very small, they were still heard by Emperor Taisho.

She glanced at a few people with cold eyes and said in a bad tone: "Is it funny?"

The expressions of several disciples froze. After meeting her gaze, they suddenly felt an oppressive feeling of being interrogated by the elders of the clan.

Seeing her so fierce, Meng Chun turned around and looked at the few people in surprise.

Seeing them standing there in a daze, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, no, no...we're fine!"

Several disciples instantly came to their senses and shook their heads in panic. After hearing Emperor Qi's sneer, they quickly whispered, "Not funny, not funny... Not funny at all."

This...Isn't he stupid?

Meng Chun thought.

He turned to look at Dizha, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Emperor Zhao just smiled at him, and at this moment a mocking voice came from the woods not far away.

"You guys didn't die?"

A familiar voice reached the ears of several disciples, and they immediately stood up and looked at the person who spoke.

A young man in a dark red robe walked out from the shadows, followed by four followers.

"Fang Yuan!? It's you!" One of the disciples of the Biluo Divine Clan shouted angrily.

Fang Yuan glanced at him with disdain, his narrow, upturned eyes fixed on the other leading disciple.

He asked jokingly, "Master Chang Jing, you guys really make it difficult for me to find you."

Chang Jing didn't shy away from his gaze and said coldly, "You deliberately angered the Red Flame Bird, didn't you just want to kill us? Where did you get this from?"

Fang Yuan chuckled softly, his words filled with ridicule, "You're just stupid. When someone said there was something unusual going on in that place, you rushed over to check it out."

When he said this, he opened the feather fan in his hand with a swish and sighed, "What? You from the Biluo God Clan are still looking for that young master who died who knows how many years ago?"

When these words were spoken, not only Feng Qian and the others were shocked.

Even the usually calm Emperor Qian couldn't help but look up at Fang Yuan.

"Who are you cursing?" The disciple beside Chang Jing immediately refused to listen.

He pointed at Fang Yuan and cursed, "I'm telling you! Even if you're dead and turned into ashes, our young master will definitely still be alive!"

"Puchi, hahahaha."

Fang Yuan waved the feather fan in his hand, "After so many years, you still don't want to accept reality, and... uh!"

Chang Jing and the others were stunned to see Fang Yuan being strangled by a spiritual force.

They all turned around and saw Dizha sitting by the fire. He said indifferently, "Shut up!"

Fang Yuan's face flushed red as he desperately tried to break free from the invisible spiritual power with his hands.

Seeing this, the follower behind him was about to take action, but found that he could not move.

Emperor Zhao slowly stood up and walked towards Fang Yuan.

"Since the tongue is useless, just cut it off."

Fang Yuan's eyes widened upon hearing this, and he saw a flash of light, and the entire tongue was cut off from the root.

Everything happened so fast that Chang Jing and the others didn't even have time to react before Fang Yuan was thrown far away by Di Qi.

And where he was originally, there was only a bloody tongue.

Chang Jing and the others stood there in a daze, and there was a hint of fear in their eyes when they looked at Di Zha.

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you throw these trash away?" Emperor Qi said coldly.

Chang Jing and the others finally came to their senses and hurriedly dragged Fang Yuan and his followers away.

Emperor Qian sat back down by the fire. Meng Chun was holding the meat that Feng Qian was grilling for him, and he handed it to her generously.

"Senior, are you having barbecue? It smells delicious!"