Demon, Really Nothing.

After getting these new tasks, Yi Feng became completely busy in the days that followed.

While practicing calligraphy, he also carved some small gadgets. After all, carving was still a blank for him, and his obsessive nature made him feel uncomfortable without making some progress.

Of course, he was also busy with his cooking skills.

He felt this skill was the most useful. After all, he had to eat too. After the mission was activated, Yi Feng felt the food he made tasted even better.

However, remembering that frequently changing types would lead to faster promotion, Yi Feng was no longer limited to cooking. He also wanted to recreate some famous foods from his previous life.

The first snack he wanted to make was the world-famous god-level snack—hot strips!

This stuff was a bestseller in his previous life. There was even a saying that circulated, nothing can't be solved with a bag of hot strips, and if there really is something that can't, then two bags.

After transmigrating for so long, Yi Feng still had a soft spot for this flavored food.

Of course, more importantly, he grew up in the hometown of hot strips before transmigration, the place where hot strips originated.

What a coincidence, it was also called Pingjiang!

As someone who grew up here, he was very familiar with how to make hot strips.

When Yi Feng stirred the first batch of hot strips in the pot by hand, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and showed a satisfied smile.

"Doggy, come taste it!"

Yi Feng grabbed a few strips and threw them to Doggy.

"Woof!"

Doggy rushed over and gobbled down the hot strips in a few bites. Then his eyes instantly widened.

As soon as these hot strips entered his mouth, they unexpectedly stabilized his realm that had just entered the Demon King level and was not yet fully consolidated!

Not only that, he found that these hot strips also had the effect of temporarily improving his strength. After eating these few strips, he found that he could even briefly contend with a mid-stage Demon King.

Seeing Doggy's excited expression, Yi Feng also hurriedly tasted one.

Awesome.

Delicious.

Taste of home.

Great!

"Is anyone there?"

At this moment, an inquiring voice came from outside.

"Who is it?"

Yi Feng put down the hot strip in his hand and walked outside.

Going outside, he saw an old man with yellow teeth peering around.

"Who are you?" Yi Feng was about to ask when Ao Qing suddenly rushed out. He signaled the old man with his eyes and said in a voice transmission, "Uncle Yun, hurry up and leave. This is not a place you can come. I'll come find you outside the city later."

Seeing this, the old man immediately understood and said to Yi Feng, "Sorry, I came to the wrong place."

After speaking, he left quickly.

Yi Feng looked at him curiously for a moment, then returned to the martial arts hall and resumed practicing calligraphy.

Doggy came over, lowered his head to Yi Feng, and barked twice.

"Go by yourself!"

Yi Feng waved his hand and rolled his eyes at him. He just wanted to poop. Doggy usually handled this himself. How could he want him to sneak out this time?

Hearing this, Doggy hurried out of the martial arts hall.

He understood that his master must know the relationship between Uncle Yun and him.

But his master would certainly not point it out directly since he was comprehending life.

Uncle Yun, who had been waiting outside the city, came to greet him.

"Third Prince."

While speaking, his eyes were filled with tears.

"Uncle Yun, why did you come?" Ao Qing said softly. He had a special affection for this Uncle Yun. He was the only one who didn't look down on him since childhood and had always been close to him.

"Something happened in the tribe."

Uncle Yun was worried and recounted what had happened in the tribe.

But Ao Qing was completely unmoved.

"Third Prince, that is your home after all!" Uncle Yun said solemnly.

"Uncle Yun, stop talking. That place is not my home. This martial arts hall is!" Ao Qing said, "No matter what the reason, that old man knew I was falsely accused and still expelled me from the tribe, almost causing me to die outside. I have no feelings for that place anymore!"

"You, Prince, how can you say that? After you subdued Ao Qingcheng, the Wolf Emperor has looked at you differently." Uncle Yun said softly, "Besides, what's so good about staying in this broken martial arts hall?"

"Shut up!"

But as soon as Uncle Yun's words fell, Ao Qing, who had been close to Uncle Yun just now, suddenly changed his aura and erupted with a strong killing intent.

"I warn you, say another bad word about the martial arts hall and you die!"

Ao Qing hissed through gritted teeth. The aura of the demon wolf was completely unleashed at this moment.

Uncle Yun was so scared that he was forced into a corner, trembling as he looked at Ao Qing. What shocked him even more was Ao Qing's cultivation level. He stammered, "P-Prince, I was wrong, I spoke out of turn. It's just that y-you, your cultivation..."

Seeing this, Ao Qing suppressed his killing intent and calmly said, "Just Demon King, no big deal!"

"Demon King?"

"How is that possible?"

Uncle Yun gasped. He stammered, "Third Prince, isn't that a bit... hmm, arrogant to say?"

"Heh!"

Ao Qing sneered.

Being by Yi Feng's side, he didn't know when his state of mind had also undergone great changes.

In the past, Demon Kings were indeed like heavenly existences in his eyes.

But now...

Demon King.

It really doesn't count for much.

If you want to talk about true power, it would be like his master and Skull Bro.

Seeing Uncle Yun's incredulous expression, Ao Qing spoke in awe about the existence of Yi Feng and Skull Bro, and how it was because of Yi Feng that he attained the Demon King realm in such a short time.

Ao Qing's words shocked Uncle Yun speechless once again. He also didn't expect that the one he saw at the door just now was such a powerful being.

After the shock came a deep excitement.

"No wonder Elder Jin said you are the savior of the royal clan. Young master, please come back to the tribe with me. As long as you make a move, the Red Sun clan will be finished!" Uncle Yun said expectantly.

"I said I won't go back!" Ao Qing said coldly.

"Young master, you..."

"That place is your home after all. Your father is there, your friends are there, and your mother is there..." Uncle Yun anxiously said.

Ao Qing's expression remained unchanged until his mother was mentioned, and he was slightly moved.

"I won't go back, but I'll ask my master for something to help you get through this difficulty."

After saying that, Ao Qing hurried back to the martial arts hall.