Fantasy: Empress Wife, Cute Kids Cause Havoc in Jiuzhou

Chapter 143 Not Everyone Is as Twisted as That Brat

Chu Xin dealt with the ingredients of the multicolored Kui Ox and, while waiting for the meat to roast, took a bite of a Purple Thunder Fruit.

Crackle!

Purple arcs of lightning spread from her mouth to her entire body.

However, this level of Purple Thunder couldn't harm her.

"So sweet!"

Delighted, Chu Xin took a few more bites, then looked up at Long Shaoyu and asked, "Big brother, do you eat fruits?"

"No need, the roast meat is enough for us."

Long Shaoyu shook his head—the Five Thunder Fruits contained powerful energy, but they were of no use to him.

He had no Thunder Cultivators among his subordinates to give them to. Although selling them at an auction would fetch a high price.

But there was no need for that.

"We don't eat them either."

The square-faced youth and the bow-holding youth, seeing the Purple Thunder enveloping Chu Xin, waved their hands in fright.

Though the Five Thunder Fruits were good, they were not Thunder Cultivators, so the fruits were useless to them, and with their Level of Cultivation, they dared not eat them directly.

"That's too bad, such tasty fruits."

Chu Xin murmured softly, taking another couple of bites, her eyes slightly squinting with pleasure, "Truly sweet."

While roasting meat, Chu Chen busily devoured a Red Thunder Fruit.

Soon, the siblings had eaten two Thunder Fruits each, leaving only a Black Thunder Fruit.

"Sister, you eat this black fruit."

Chu Chen glanced at the Black Thunder Fruit and said with a chuckle.

Chu Xin shook her head, making a face of disgust, "I won't eat it, it's too ugly."

Ugly?

Long Shaoyu and the others turned to look at the Black Thunder Fruit. Although it was dark and not particularly appealing, it didn't seem ugly enough to be refused.

Moreover, this brat had eaten Rune Characters and Ancient Treasures before, she was a real glutton, so she shouldn't refuse food just for being ugly.

"Then I'll chop it up and throw it into the Black Thunder Bull Blood Soup to cook."

Chu Chen's eyes twirled, and with a chubby hand, he chopped the Black Thunder Fruit into pieces and threw them into the pot. He then covered the pot, sealing in the energy.

Crackle!

Indistinctly, everyone could hear the sound of lightning striking the pot lid from within.

Long Shaoyu looked at Chu Xin and then at Chu Chen. He seemed to suddenly understand why neither wanted to eat the Black Thunder Fruit—they simply wanted the other to have it.

Being ugly was just an excuse.

He silently marveled at how great the affection between the siblings was.

"Sister, the grilled steak is ready."

A moment later, Chu Chen handed over a grilled steak bigger than the rest to Chu Xin.

Chu Xin wasn't afraid of the heat as she hugged the large steak, opened her small mouth, and took a big bite with an "aowu" sound.

"Wow! So delicious. Little brother's roasting skills are getting better and better."

Chu Xin praised, her words muffled as she ate.

"Of course."

Chu Chen proudly held his little head high, caring more about the praise for his roasting skills than his Sword Dao Cultivation.

"Ai Kaorou, can we have some too?"

Long Shaoyu swallowed and asked with anticipation.

"Sure."

Chu Chen nodded, handing out a grilled steak to each of the three, Long Shaoyu and the twin-headed piglet.

Listening to the endless praise from everyone, along with the grunting of the twin-headed piglet, Chu Chen finally nodded in satisfaction and began gnawing on a grilled steak himself.

By the time everyone finished their first steak, the Blood Soup was ready.

Chu Chen lifted the lid of the pot, and immediately, a fragrant aroma greeted their noses, along with black lightning that filled the air.

"Sister, for you."

Chu Chen said, as he ladled out a bowl for Chu Xin, then turned to Long Shaoyu and the others and asked, "Big brother, would you like some soup too?"

"No need, the grilled meat is enough for us."

Long Shaoyu shook his head.

The soup contained the power of a whole Black Thunder Fruit, not to mention whether they could directly withstand it, the important thing was they were not Thunder Cultivators, and drinking it would not only be useless but also require a lot of time and energy to assimilate or expel that Lightning Power, a loss not worth the cost.

"Oh!"

Chu Chen nodded, and ladled out two bowls for the twin-headed piglet.

The piglet looked at the two bowls of soup, and the black electric arcs swirling within them, with a hint of hesitation in both pairs of piggy eyes.

It was not a Thunder Cultivator either and didn't know if it could withstand the two bowls of Black Thunder Bull Blood Soup.

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After hesitating for a moment, a hint of determination flashed in its eyes.

It was well aware of its own aptitude, and without a special opportunity, breaking through to the Seventh Rank, let alone the peak of the Seventh Rank or even reaching the Eighth Rank, would be impossible in its lifetime.

Since being captured by these two little demons, by consuming high-grade Demon Beast meat and blood, its Cultivation had soared to the late stages of the Seventh Rank.

But its innate Talent had not improved, and it was nearly impossible to continue advancing on its own through cultivation.

The only way forward was to keep devouring high-grade Demon Beast meat and blood, as well as Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures of higher levels.

This Black Thunder Bull Blood Soup, containing the essence of the Black Thunder Fruit and the blood of the Five-Colored Bull, could be described as a Top Grade treasure.

As long as it could endure it, its Cultivation would surely break through.

Therefore, it decided to gamble once.

The two little pig heads buried themselves into the bowls, gulping down the Black Thunder Bull Blood Soup greedily.

Crackle!

Black lightning arcs swiftly spread over its entire body, and the piglet let out a painful dragon-like howl, its body instantly reverting to its true form, rolling on the ground.

"Yikes! What's going on with the piglet?"

Chu Xin, who had just finished a bowl of soup, was startled and asked with a puzzled face.

Chu Chen shook his head, his eyes also filled with bewilderment, "I don't know either. It just drank two bowls of soup, and then this happened. Could it be my soup wasn't cooked properly and it got a stomachache?"

While saying this, he looked at the pot of Blood Soup, shaking his head and muttering, "But it was cooked well, it shouldn't cause a stomachache."

Chu Xin nodded, saying, "Definitely not a problem with the soup; it's something with the piglet itself. Hmm, perhaps its stomach is too small and ate too much, causing it to overeat."

"Hmm, that makes sense."

Upon hearing this, Chu Chen nodded repeatedly.

Listening to the siblings' conversation, Long Shaoyu found himself at a loss for words. He explained, "That Black Thunder Bull Blood Soup contains the Lightning Power of the Black Thunder Fruit and the innate energy of the Five-Colored Bull. It's a rare opportunity for most Cultivators and Demon Beasts. The prerequisite is to withstand the surge of energy within the soup. If one cannot endure it, they might explode and die; if they can survive, their Cultivation is bound to rise sharply."

The square-faced man also chimed in, "That's why we didn't dare to drink that soup. Even those Thunder Cultivators who come across the Thunder Fruit usually use Secret Techniques to slowly refine and assimilate it. No one dares to consume it directly like you did."

"I see."

Chu Chen came to a realization, then followed with a puzzled comment, "But I didn't feel any great surge of energy. Sister, did you feel it?"

Chu Xin shook her head, replying, "There was a bit of energy surge, but it disappeared after I drank it. I don't know why the piglet had such a strong reaction."

Long Shaoyu and the other two exchanged glances, speechless. Not everyone and every Demon Beast can be as abnormal as you two, okay?

They moved their lips but ultimately did not express the thought that was in their minds.

Instead, they couldn't help but speculate in their hearts about the origins of these two unruly children, secretly guessing about the identity of their parents. What kind of being could raise such freakishly talented children?