Legend of the Great Sage

o understand why all the demon kings in all those stories would have a group of clever and powerful supporters despite their viciousness and violence.
Now, it made a little sense.

However, he did not think Li Fengyuan had let him down in any shape or form regarding the matter with Xiao An.
Even as father and son, they were still individuals.
They had their own judgements and choices to make.
There was no need for them to be a loving father and a dutiful son and copy that heart of gratitude like mortals.

He patted Li Fengyuan on the head gently.
“Who told you to accompany me in destroying the world? Go start the fire!”

“Huh!?”

“I need to conserve my strength.
This meat doesn’t cook easily, so you need to use your phoenix flames, just in case it doesn’t turn out well.” Li Qingshan explained the matter seriously.

Li Fengyuan asked in disbelief, “You summoned me to cook meat for you? I’m still a divine bird, the phoenix, the Featherfolk King…”

“So much nonsense.
Do you want to eat or not?”

“I do.” Li Fengyuan immediately refined the cauldron and unleashed his phoenix flames, stewing the meat.

A while later, the water began to bubble.
As it gurgled, a special fragrance permeated the surroundings.

“Switch to a small flame.”

“Yes.” The noble phoenix simply served obediently as the dog meat cook, and he even peered inside the cauldron greedily.

Li Qingshan stroked his chin and sank into his thoughts.
Li Fengyuan dared not disturb him, but he did hear him murmur, “As the great demon king, how can I go without my four heavenly kings…”

“I know!” Suddenly, he slapped his thigh and pointed at Li Fengyuan.
“I name you the Meat-stewing Heavenly King!”

Li Fengyuan.
“…”

“Do you have an issue with that?”

“I don’t, I don’t.”

“Then what heavenly king am I?” Gu Yanying abruptly appeared on the top of the mountain, strolling over gracefully.

Even Li Fengyuan was frightened by her.
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he really struggled to believe a person could move that quickly.

“You are the Lookout Heavenly King,” Li Qingshan said confidently.

“Oh, so I’m responsible for the lookout?” Gu Yanying arrived before the cauldron and sighed glumly.
“How pitiful of my uncle wolf.
Not only has he been butchered, but he’s even forced to offer up his body.” She took a deep whiff.
“Yeah, it smells great!”

Li Qingshan smiled.
“If I die, others are more than welcome to cook and fry me into a great meal.
At least that’s better than rotting in the ground and being eaten by insects.”

“Then I’ll definitely eat every last piece, without even leaving behind a droplet of soup!”

A voice rang out from afar.
By the time he finished talking, the person had already arrived before the cauldron and sat down.
He radiated with murderousness, studying Li Qingshan as he locked his lips as if he was trying to tell which part of him tasted a little better.

Li Fengyuan shivered inside.
He felt like he was facing a powerful enemy, raising his guard instinctively.

Li Qingshan grinned.
“Look, isn’t it the Bird-shooting Heavenly King?”

“Stop giving me horrible nicknames randomly!”

Rāhu Xiaoming glared at Li Qingshan.
His murderousness froze the winds and snow.
He had already undergone the third heavenly tribulation, having grown taller yet again.

He was truly a natural god, and he had truly been a god in the past.
His cultivation speed was basically as fast as a feral dog freed from its leash.

Li Fengyuan felt all of his blood freeze as if he saw endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Just from the aura alone, he could tell he definitely was not his opponent.
Since when did the nine provinces possess such a powerful existence?

Li Qingshan was completely unfazed.
He dug into his ear with his small finger.
“You’re late.
Oh you.
Stop getting in the way of the Meat-stewing Heavenly King’s job.
Do you want to eat or not?”

The clear ringing of a bell, hollow and penetrating, pierced the frozen murderousness, right towards Rāhu Xiaoming.

“About time I get something proper to eat.”

Rāhu Xiaoming immediately erased his murderousness as if it had never existed in the first place.
Whether it was this guy right before him or that successor of white bone, Li Fengyuan could not overwhelm any of them through his presence alone.
However, he would not be seated here either if it were not for that.

Li Qingshan let out a gentle smile.
“My last heavenly king has come.”

Xiao An drifted over and landed beside Li Qingshan gently.

Li Fengyuan gazed at the three heavenly kings and suddenly discovered it was actually an honour to be the Meat-stewing Heavenly King.
On top of that, he had only earned this title through the back door.
If it were not for his father, he would have no right to be here.