Chapter 97 Top-Tier Demon King Becomes the Household Pig! Invitations Received by Residents of Qingyun City

The northern outskirts of Qingyun City, Mortal Dwelling.

The sunlight in the courtyard was just right.

"Bang! Bang!"

Demon Venerable Wanhua pushed open the courtyard gate, drenched in sweat. Tucked under each of his arms was a plump, white domestic pig weighing over four hundred pounds, which he threw heavily onto the bluestone floor.

These two pigs had their eyes closed, huffing and puffing. They looked docile on the surface, but it was actually because they were being held down by Demon Venerable Wanhua's Mahayana Stage pressure, not daring to move a muscle.

"Young Master, this old servant went deep into the mountains and bought the two fattest domestic pigs from a farmer at a high price!" Demon Venerable Wanhua wiped his sweat and loudly claimed credit.

Lin Yuan walked forward holding a scroll with a drawing of a barbecue grill and patted the thick backs of the two pigs.

"Bang, bang."

The sound was dull, and they felt very firm to the touch.

Patted so casually by Lin Yuan, the two sixth-rank Great Yao disguised as domestic pigs, Earth-Shaking Demonic Dragon Pigs, were scared to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, nearly losing control of their bladders on the spot.

They could clearly feel that contained within that seemingly Mortal palm, which lacked any fluctuations of spiritual energy, was a terrifying power capable of crushing them into meat paste at any moment.

"Not bad, not bad." Lin Yuan nodded in satisfaction. "Old Wan, your eye for picking ingredients is improving. These two pigs look plump and sturdy; the meat will definitely be firm, and they'll surely drip with oil when roasted."

The two Demonic Dragon Pigs wept bitterly in their hearts.

Nonsense! They fought with high-level Yao Beasts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains every day; how could their meat not be firm!

"Luo Xue, Jinyue," Lin Yuan turned and instructed. "Go get the cumin and coarse salt from the kitchen and mix more barbecue seasoning. Old Wan, go to the backyard and chop some fruitwood charcoal. These pigs are too big; we need to start the fire and roast them in advance."

"This old servant obeys!"

Lin Yuan then looked at Xiao Bing, who was flying in mid-air. "Xiao Bing, spit some cool water and wash these two pigs thoroughly, inside and out."

"Alright, Master!"

Xiao Bing happily did a barrel roll in mid-air and transformed into a tiny, crystal-clear ice-blue dragon. She opened her mouth and spat out a stream of pure Primal Ancient Ice Dragon Origin water, drenching the two Demonic Dragon Pigs.

The bone-chilling cold, accompanied by the pressure of a pure-blood dragon, caused the two Demonic Dragon Pigs, who possessed a thin Dragon Clan Bloodline, to fall into utter despair.

A pure-blood Dragon Emperor was giving them a bath!

Beside them was a black dog staring intently, drooling, with eyes like it was looking at a snack. The aura emanating from that black dog was clearly that of an Ancient Devouring Beast!

Just what kind of King of Hell's courtyard was this?!

The two Yao Kings who had once awed the Hundred Thousand Mountains could now only lie obediently on the ground like two truly stupid pigs, letting themselves be scrubbed without daring to let out even an extra grunt.

While the courtyard was busy preparing the roasted whole pigs,

the marketplace of Qingyun City was filled with a festive atmosphere.

The scrawny old man selling candied haws stared blankly at the bright red invitation in his hand.

The one delivering the invitation was none other than Demon Venerable Wanhua, who had just run into the city to buy spices.

"Old man, my Young Master said that Mortal Dwelling is hosting a Housewarming Banquet tomorrow evening to thank the neighbors for their usual care. Please do us the honor of coming with your grandson for a simple meal."

The old man held the invitation, moved to tears.

"That supreme lord of the Nine-Dragon Carriage... is actually inviting an old candied haw seller like me to a Housewarming Banquet?"

The auntie selling wontons and the butcher selling pork nearby had also received the same bright red invitations.

These ordinary Mortal neighbors had no idea about the intricacies of the cultivation world. In their eyes, although Young Master Lin who lived in the northern outskirts had a terrifyingly grand manner, he paid for what he bought and spoke kindly; he was a rare and wonderful man.

"Young Master Lin is truly too polite!"

The butcher slapped his thigh and said loudly, "Since someone is inviting us to dinner, we can't go empty-handed. I'll go back right now and cut that half-side of good pork I have at home to bring as an extra dish for Young Master Lin tomorrow!"

"I'll go wrap more shepherd's purse wontons too!"

The Mortals in the marketplace were simple-minded, only thinking about how to return the favor.

They couldn't possibly imagine how many peerless old monsters, capable of making the Shenhuang Continent tremble, would gather for that seemingly ordinary 'simple meal' tomorrow night.

Meanwhile, back in Mortal Dwelling,

the barbecue grill was set up, and the red fruitwood charcoal fire was burning.

Lin Yuan held a brush and evenly applied the prepared secret sauce to the two 'domestic pigs' that had already been cleaned and prepped.

"Sizzle—"

Fat dripped onto the charcoal, sending up a rich and domineering aroma of meat.

Xiao Yuer and Xiao Lian squatted on either side of the grill, staring expectantly at the roasting pigs, swallowing their saliva with audible gulps.

"Don't be in a hurry; these pigs are big, so they need to be roasted slowly to soak in the flavor."

Lin Yuan smiled and turned the grill, feeling in a great mood as he looked at the lively atmosphere of daily life filling the courtyard.

"Tomorrow night's Housewarming Banquet will definitely be very lively."