Chapter 347 Teaching Ma Hongjun a Lesson, Intending to.
"Crackling..."
As night fell over this secret realm, Xuan Mo ignored the silent Ma Hongjun and the Great Black, who, having absorbed numerous dragon clouds, didn't need to eat and had entered deep meditation.
He simply gathered some branches and dry grass, lit a campfire, and after setting up the fire stand, took out an iron pot and water from his soul tool and boiled the water.
Actually, for Xuan Mo and the others, with the energy-rich dragon clouds, they didn't need to eat at all. However, stopping eating would be cruel for a foodie.
Afterward, as the water in the iron pot gradually boiled, Xuan Mo took out noodles and put them into the pot to steam.
After a while, the noodles were cooked.
Next, Xuan Mo added some dried beef and cured meat to the iron pot. Soon, the aroma of the still-cooked meat broth wafted from the iron pot, instantly filling the surroundings.
And with Xuanmo's already impressive culinary skills, how could Ma Hongjun, who also loved food, resist?
But knowing his current situation, he could only remain silent…
At this moment, the boiling broth was bubbling in the pot, the beef and cured meat already tender and infused with the soup.
When Xuanmo saw that it was almost done, he leisurely took out a porcelain bowl, ladled out the noodles and broth together, and the fragrant, steaming meat noodle soup was ready.
"Glug—"
Just then, a soft sound came from beside Xuanmo. Ma Hongjun, clutching his stomach, glanced awkwardly at Xuanmo. After all, for him, without a martial spirit or soul power, hunger was an incredibly powerful "enemy."
"Here you go!"
Xuanmo remained calm upon seeing this. He then directly handed the bowl of meat soup noodles to Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun was taken aback. "Is this really for me?"
"Of course. Do you think I'd let you go hungry?" Xuanmo snorted irritably and retorted.
"And do you want it or not? If not, forget it."
He then made a move to take the bowl back.
"No way! Who said I wasn't going to eat!"
Seeing Xuanmo about to take it back, Ma Hongjun didn't care and quickly snatched the bowl of meat soup noodles away.
"Slurp..."
"Glug... Glug..."
"Fatty, eat slower."
Xuanmo frowned slightly, but Ma Hongjun was in no mood to pay attention and ignored him, munching on the meat soup noodles like a starving ghost.
Xuanmo shook his head helplessly and decided to ignore him. As for what he wanted to say, he would wait until Ma Hongjun finished eating...
After a while...
"Brother Mo, your cooking is still as good as ever!"
After swallowing the last mouthful of soup noodles, Ma Hongjun patted his stomach without any regard for appearances, almost giving a thumbs up and suggesting that Xuan Mo become a chef.
"Hmph! Some things you don't need to say. Also, since you've finished eating, we need to talk about what just happened."
Xuan Mo didn't give Ma Hongjun a good look, coldly glancing at him before letting out a cold snort.
Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun immediately lowered his head.
Because his behavior just now was really inappropriate. To be precise, it was a major taboo that cannot be committed in battle.
"Do you know how dangerous that situation was just now!"
Xuan Mo no longer suppressed his anger, and began to scold Ma Hongjun harshly, "You dared to be distracted when attacked! You actually chose to wait to die at that time? What have you been doing these past few years?! If I hadn't intervened in time, you would probably be the ghost of that energy dragon!"
"I..."
Ma Hongjun was speechless, but even though he knew he had really done wrong, he was still stubborn.
So even in front of Xuan Mo, he still believed the main reason was that he couldn't use his Martial Soul.
Otherwise, this wouldn't have happened.
"Oh? You really think so?"
After hearing Ma Hongjun's words, Xuan Mo didn't give him a good look and said coldly.
"Of course! If I had a Martial Soul, I could definitely do it!"
"Very good."
Looking at the arrogant Ma Hongjun in front of him, Xuan Mo sneered, and an idea immediately appeared in his mind.
So he clenched his fist and walked up to him.
"Then I'll help you release your Martial Soul. But before that, I want you to know something very important."
"Something very important?"
Ma Hongjun muttered, and after glancing at Xuan Mo's clenched fist, a bad feeling immediately surged into his heart.
"Brother Mo, what are you going to do? "
"What am I going to do..." "Boom!"
Xuan Mo stomped his right foot, and under the powerful force, the ground beneath his feet cracked. Then, his figure leaped high into the air, his right fist raised high and his left fist behind his back.
"I will fight you without using my martial soul or soul power, just by binding my right fist, and all for... to make you face yourself!"
*Thump!*
The next second, the fist slammed into his head.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
"Hmph! Now you can."
Xuan Mo straightened his disheveled clothes and sleeves, then coldly glanced at the now sweaty and disheveled Ma Hongjun, and said, "Go absorb those dragon clouds. It will help you recover from your injuries."
He pointed to the red dragon clouds.
"Those dragon clouds are selected based on affinity, and your martial soul is a fire phoenix, so the flame aura is very compatible with the red dragon clouds. It can enhance your bloodline. Although the improvement isn't significant at first, it accumulates over time and will also help with future cultivation."
He paused, then turned to look at Ma Hongjun.
"By the way, the creature that attacked you just now was probably a dragon soul, which can enhance your physique, so if you encounter it, try your best to kill it. After all, our purpose here is to improve our strength. So seize every opportunity here. And we won't stay in this area for long, so hurry up."
Ma Hongjun kept nodding as he listened, his eyes even becoming increasingly fervent.
Because according to this, the speed of strength improvement would definitely be fast; it was truly a treasure land for cultivation.
However, when he heard the second half, he couldn't help but pause, clearly unsure of Xuan Mo's next plan.
So he asked, "So, after we leave here, what do we do next?"
"What's next?"
The image of the Ice Dragon King shooting out and disappearing into his mind gradually surfaced in Xuan Mo's mind—information about this place.
Clearly, the Ice Dragon King had learned something about this Dragon Graveyard after entering.
And their next destination was a place provided by the Ice Dragon King…
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