The night owl was filled with despair.
What kind of freak was this person?
His physical strength was terrifyingly powerful, and his body seemed capable of breaking through all techniques. After being grabbed, it felt limp, completely unable to use its spiritual power, with no room for resistance.
The opponent's strength was definitely at the Mortal Immortal realm, and perhaps far beyond.
At this moment, the night owl was filled with hatred.
Why did it have to get worked up and try to avenge Zhu Changwu and Kong? Now it was completely finished.
Moreover, judging by the opponent's words, he clearly intended to roast it and eat it.
"Zhu Chang, Wu Kong, you two bastards, I won't let you go even as a ghost..."
The night owl's face was filled with sorrow, and then it truly became a ghost.
Ji Mo, seeing that it had been smashed enough, directly snapped its neck with a "crack."
A peak demon emperor was killed like a chick.
Ya Zi gasped, feeling a chill of fear. Fortunately, Song Weiqian had pleaded for it back then, otherwise, it would have met the same fate.
This Ji Mo was too ferocious, too terrifying!
Lin Mengmeng and the other two were so shocked they couldn't speak.
The Treasure-laden Serpent crawled out and happened to witness this scene, its tongue hissing in fright.
"What are you all standing around for? Get firewood."
Ji Mo acted as if he had done something trivial, asking the three students to find firewood and start a fire to showcase his true culinary skills.
The three of them moved quickly, piling up wood, starting a bonfire, and setting up a barbecue grill.
Ji Mo then plucked, gutted, and cleaned the night owl, smeared it with plenty of sauce, and skewered it on the rack to roast.
Watching Ji Mo's smooth movements, Ya Zi felt a bit uneasy. How many demon beasts had this guy eaten? It felt like a habitual offender.
Perhaps one day, it would also be eaten by this Ji Mo.
However, before long, it cast aside its chaotic thoughts, sniffing the rich aroma of meat wafting through the air, its mouth watering.
The night owl's meat was quite good, white and crystal clear, emitting a faint glow. As the flames continuously seared it, golden oil flowed out, releasing a mouth-watering aroma.
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Lin Mengmeng seemed to have the potential of a foodie, her eyes as clear as autumn water, constantly swallowing.
The Treasure-laden Serpent was already impatient, slithering around the bonfire. Whenever oil dripped down, it would pounce and swallow it whole, its face filled with bliss.
Its body emitted streaks of auspicious light, clearly benefiting greatly.
Wang Wenjian and Xuanyang stared, their throats bobbing. If Ji Mo hadn't stopped them, they would have started eating before it was even fully cooked.
"Look at you all, as if you've never eaten meat before. Wait a moment, it will be ready soon."
Ji Mo turned the night owl to ensure even heating, sprinkled some salt and spices, and finally smeared a thick layer of honey.
The aroma became even more enticing, and it contained surging vital energy. Just taking a breath made one feel invigorated, comparable to days of arduous cultivation.
"Mr. Ji, what are you guys doing? It smells so good."
Song Zhenwei walked out of the darkness. He had sensed the ground shaking in this area earlier and thought some ignorant fool was bothering Ji Mo again, so he came to check.
"Dean, it's better to arrive early than on time. Come join us for a late-night snack."
Ji Mo warmly invited him.
"Then I won't be polite."
Song Zhenwei couldn't resist the tempting aroma and walked over.
He saw the night owl being roasted on the bonfire and found it somewhat familiar. Then, seeing the black feathers on the ground, he immediately recognized what it was.
The night owl, the battle pet of his adversary Zeng Qiyan, was now being made into a late-night snack by Ji Mo!
Song Zhenwei's eyelids twitched. Zeng Qiyan treated the night owl like his own son. If he knew it had been eaten, he would probably go mad.
"Dean, what's wrong? Is this bird some kind of protected animal?"
Seeing Song Zhenwei's expression change, Ji Mo quickly explained, "This bird made the first move, it wanted to eat my cat. This cat is my precious darling, so I had no choice but to kill it."
Ya Zi rolled its eyes beside him, "Your precious darling? You've never even looked at me properly."
"It's just a bird, Mr. Ji can eat it with peace of mind."
Song Zhenwei's expression returned to normal. He had already roughly guessed what had happened. The night owl must have wanted to avenge Zhu Chang and Wu Kong, but ended up falling into Ji Mo's hands.
This was the night owl's own doing, its own misfortune.
"Then let's dig in."
Ji Mo directly tore off a wing and took a big bite.
The others cheered, and one after another, they cut large pieces of meat from the night owl and wolfed them down.
The Treasure-laden Serpent also joined the fray. Despite its small size, its appetite was not small at all. With each bite, it gnawed down pieces of meat several times larger than its body, swallowing them whole without chewing.
Ya Zi no longer maintained its arrogance, baring its teeth and grabbing a thigh of the night owl, gnawing on it fiercely. It was finally starting to integrate into this small group.
The night owl's meat was delicious, melting in the mouth. And because it was brushed with honey, the skin was sweet and crispy, with an excellent texture.
Everyone ate with greasy mouths, completely intoxicated and full of satisfaction.
Even more incredibly, the night owl's meat was incredibly nourishing. After eating it, their blood surged and vital energy flowed, bringing immense benefits.
Lin Mengmeng, Xuanyang, and Wang Wenjian all had auspicious light flowing from them, their realms continuously improving, and their bodies were also cleansed and strengthened considerably.
The Treasure-laden Serpent and Ya Zi also gained immense benefits, their faces filled with enjoyment.
Song Zhenwei beamed with joy, benefiting greatly. Then, with Ji Mo's permission, he quickly sent a message to his old daughter, asking her to come and share a piece of the meal.
"You old man, why are you calling me this late?"
Song Weiqian appeared, groggy with sleep, and somewhat impatient, clearly having morning grumpiness.
Song Zhenwei quickly hinted, "Daughter, come and have some late-night snack. Mr. Ji's cooking is excellent, try it quickly."
"Eating roast meat so late? Do you want me to get fat?"
Song Weiqian refused directly. Moreover, seeing the night owl on the barbecue grill, which had been ravaged by everyone, she lost all appetite.
"That's right, girls shouldn't eat greasy things before sleeping, it will make you gain weight."
Lin Mengmeng said while stuffing meat into her mouth, like a little hamster.
"Teacher Song, your figure is flawless, so you really shouldn't eat meat."
Wang Wenjian, this incorrigible straight man, actually praised someone for the first time.
Xuanyang blinked his eyes and was about to say something when he was interrupted.
"You guys are acting very strange."
Song Weiqian was not stupid; she saw the clue, then wrinkled her delicate nose and sniffed. Immediately, her eyes lit up.
Then, very unladylike, she squeezed over, pushed Wang Wenjian and Xuanyang aside, tore off a small piece of roasted meat, and took a bite.
"So delicious!"
Song Weiqian exclaimed, and without regard for her image, she picked up the night owl's skeleton and began to gnaw on it.
"Hey, old daughter, take it easy, watch your eating posture!" Song Zhenwei covered his forehead, looking embarrassed.