The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 21 Longan Stewed Fierce Beast Meat

Wow, the former Prison Chief actually ripped out his own Divine Soul to forge a Magic Artifact. Just hearing about it makes her think that must have hurt terribly! This guy's grudge must be as firm as gold—could it be that he harbors hatred that would persist until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble?

She rolled her eyes. Men are all vulnerable to being goaded; time to give this trick a shot! "So that means he is stronger than you, huh? Look at him, he only used a few strands of his Divine Soul, and yet he's trapped you here for 30,000 years without the ability to move an inch!"

Changtian, as expected, fell for the bait and furiously replied, "Ignorant! If it weren't for the fact that I was unwilling..." He suddenly realized something and stopped talking abruptly.

"Unwilling to do what?"

"Nothing!"

"So, that means you are now the 'Artifact Spirit' of the God Demon Prison?" She had heard in the Chi Xiao Sect that some Magic Artifacts possessed Artifact Spirits, which were originally living beings that could greatly enhance the power of the artifacts. Now he couldn't leave the Demon Prison, but could control everything in this prison; aside from those two restraints on him, wasn't this exactly like the Artifact Spirits she heard about?

"..."

In fact, her analogy was quite apt, and with his pride hurt, Changtian quickly changed the subject: "The Cloud Fragrant Rice is already harvested; aren't you going to take it now?"

Alas, what a pity! She was just a little bit away. That "unwilling", was really too intriguing. With her curiosity clawing at her like a cat, how could she possibly sleep tonight?

"No rush. Where is that Fierce Beast?" After all, it was the first prisoner she personally sent to this big jail, she should go and have a look.

"Dead. It's currently on the fourth floor. Given its level, it's hardly qualified to be on the fourth floor." The closer to the bottom level in the God Demon Prison, the higher the rank of the prisoners, so Changtian, the big boss here, was locked in the basement. She rolled her eyes; even in jail there's a pecking order, caring about which level they were on. Where did men get this strange sense of pride?

She transported to the fourth floor and, with the guidance of the "Artifact Spirit" classmate, found the compartment where the Fierce Beast was caged.

It was already severely injured when it was thrown in here, and then the God Demon Prison drained all of its demonic power, and somehow it didn't survive. Remembering the fierceness it exhibited when it harmed people at the Chi Xiao Sect, Ning Xiaoxian couldn't help but fall silent.

"It's really weak, many Great Demons have suffered injuries many times heavier than it and still managed to live on in the end." He had no respect for such weakling demons.

In her opinion, the injuries that this Fierce Beast suffered were already serious enough... Just what kind of terrible injuries had Changtian seen?

"What should be done now?"

"Who knows when we will capture another demon next time, the essence of this beast's flesh should not be wasted." No sooner had he spoken than the God Demon Prison started up, apparently about to suck away all the flesh of the Fierce Beast, leaving only its bones.

"Wait!" She quickly called out to stop it. Then she drew out a shining, cold Dagger, which was a gift previously given her by the Teaching Elder of the Chi Xiao Sect.

The prison door opened automatically. She darted inside and crouched to slice a piece of meat from the tiger's waist. After all, as a Fierce Beast when alive, its hide was very tough; fortunately, the Dagger was sharp enough that she could still cut it with some effort.

"It's done." She said, panting with exertion.

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Stepping out of the God Demon Prison, it was already the end of the 9 p.m. to 11 p.m. hour (Hai time). Villagers tend to go to bed early, and most inhabitants of Shallow Water Village were already lost in dreams.

She returned to her own little hut. Thankfully, this small house had a stove. Mrs. Song knew she liked to boil water at night, so had her husband set it up for Ning Xiaoxian early on.

Located on the outermost edge of Shallow Water Village, she could now use her little stove without disturbing anyone around.

She took out the Cloud Fragrant Rice from her brocade bag, washed it clean, soaked it briefly, added a few drops of oil, and then placed it in an earthenware pot on the stove to simmer. Rice cooked in an earthenware pot is incomparably fragrant; Shallow Water Village did not originally have such utensils, and she had to request a potter to make one, eventually, this cooking method quickly spread throughout the whole village.

While waiting for the rice to cook, she quickly cleaned up a few vegetables and then took out the Fierce Beast Meat to examine for a while.

When was the last time she ate meat? It seemed to be when Dahu was accepted as an outer disciple by the Chi Xiao Sect. Mrs. Song's family wasn't wealthy, and the diet at the Chi Xiao Sect was plain, so she hadn't smelled meat for three months already. To say she wasn't craving it would be a lie.

Among the people she knew, no one had ever tasted this kind of wild game, so she could only rely on her own exploration.

The Fierce Beast resembled a tiger in appearance, so she surmised that the taste might be similar. In that case, it would be appropriate to cook it in a similar manner. The "Qianjin Food Treatment" described tiger meat as "sour in flavor, warm and non-toxic." Given this, steaming seemed to be the safer method of cooking.

First, she put green onions and ginger in the pot to stir-fry until fragrant, then added rice wine. The rice wine brewed in the countryside was not strong, but it was fragrantly overwhelming and very suitable for removing the gamey taste when added to dishes.

Then she added clear water, ginger juice, and the whole piece of Fierce Beast Meat. Once the water boiled and the scum was skimmed off, she took a large bowl, cut the beast meat into slices, and put them in, then added the peeled dried longan and sugar cane together.

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At this time, dried longan and sugar cane were in season, delicious and juicy. Most importantly, using them in meat dishes could remove the gamey taste while enhancing the freshness and adding a bit of fruit flavor, making the food non-greasy.

After setting everything up, she covered the large bowl with a lid and placed it in a steamer over water. All that was left was to wait. After all, this wasn't the kitchen of the Chi Xiao Sect; her ingredients were limited, so she could only do her best to make it taste a little better.

It seemed like it had been a long time since she felt so peaceful.

She sat there blankly, staring at the stove, lost in thought. In the whole small kitchen, only the sound of the steam in the steamer was gurgling.

She didn't know how much time had passed when Changtian's voice suddenly rang in her ears:

"Wipe your tears away."

Only then did she come back to her senses and realize that she had indeed been crying.

Since the day she came to this world, Ning Xiaoxian had not shed a single tear. Neither the shock of arriving in this Otherworld, the disdain of the people of Shallow Water Village, the pain of being rejected by the Chi Xiao Sect during the Spirit Root test, the fear of Hu Laoqi's ill intentions, the loneliness of waking from countless nightmares, nor the guilt of seeing Dahu injured could hurt her enough to make her cry or show her weakness.

She protected herself very well. She always reminded herself to remember that she was so different, a stranger in this Immortal World, and that one day she must find her way home.

But reality was so cruel. She was just an orphan with no one to turn to, lacking that damned Spirit Root in her body. Before meeting Changtian, her only option was to hide in this small mountain village under the shelter of an immortal sect. She was so afraid that she would lose herself in the dullness of day-to-day life until one morning she woke up as a true farmer girl, no longer remembering that she was Ning Xiaoxian, no longer remembering that she came from Earth, from a land where everyone is equal and opportunities are boundless.