Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

But in Jiang Ning's mouth now, it seemed like just roadside chicken or duck, casually slaughtered and brought back to cook and eat.

This gave him a somewhat surreal feeling.

Liuu Wanwan immediately wiped her hands, "Ah Ning, leave this electric eel to me. I'll prepare a sumptuous dinner tonight."

"Wait a moment!" Jiang Ning raised his hand to stop Liuu Wanwan.

Then, he extended his hand and used his Inner Breath to sever a palm-sized piece of meat from the electric eel.

The meat was translucent, resembling jelly, and full of elasticity.

He had just thought of the White Dragon Fish that was close to becoming a demon.

That White Dragon Fish that was close to becoming a demon was also a great tonic, but because it was too potent, ordinary people could hardly digest much of it.

And now, this electric eel, a creature that had fully transformed into a demon and possessed more than two hundred years of Dao,

whether ordinary people could eat it, he was not certain.

So he wanted to try it first.

The next moment.

Flame rose out of nowhere.

The palm-sized piece of fish flesh floated above the flames.

At the same time.

Little Dumpling fished out a palm-sized Old Turtle from Jiang Ning's pocket, their four eyes staring at each other, big eyes glaring at small eyes.

"Dudu, did you catch this turtle to give to me?"

Little Dumpling looked up at Jiang Ning with immense joy.

"You're the turtle! You're the turtle!!" the Old Turtle spoke, filled with resentment.

Being called Old Turtle by Jiang Ning, after witnessing Jiang Ning's strength, it did not dare to retort.

But unexpectedly, now it was being called a turtle by a little girl.

It, a proud softshell turtle, was called a common green turtle.

Uncles could tolerate, but aunts couldn't!!

Hearing this, Jiang Ning looked down at the Old Turtle.

"Hmm?" There was an audible nasal sound in his voice.

The Old Turtle immediately shivered.

Having just been brought back by Jiang Ning, it had witnessed Jiang Ning's speed in the water and knew of his strength, far beyond what it could compare, and it knew very well that its master could not tolerate.

At this time.

Everyone heard the Old Turtle's voice.

Little Dumpling's eyes widened with surprise.

Jiang Li and Liuu Wanwan both had shocked expressions, faces showing disbelief.

Based on the content of the conversation and the origin of the voice, they instantly realized that the sound was coming from the small softshell turtle in their daughter Little Dumpling's hands.

They could hardly believe it.

How could a small softshell turtle speak human language?

Just then.

Little Dumpling wrinkled her nose.

"It smells so good!"

"Slurp—"

Saliva immediately started to secrete from her mouth, and she looked up at the fish flesh in front of Jiang Ning that had been roasted.

Jiang Ning's gaze also returned to the fish flesh in front of him.

Smelling the aroma of the roasted fish, his eyes immediately brightened.

Living in the world, pleasures are few.

Culinary enjoyment is undoubtedly a key pleasure.

If there were no culinary delights, in his view, there would be far too few moments of happiness in life.

"Dudu, I want to eat!" Little Dumpling let go of the Old Turtle in her hands, and then tugged at Jiang Ning's clothes, looking pitifully adorable with eyes full of longing.

"That won't do!" Jiang Ning shook his head.

He grabbed the roasted fish flesh, habitually blew on it twice to cool it down, and then took a bite.

"Mmm—" His eyes immediately lit up.

Even without any seasoning, it was the most delicious food he had ever eaten, hands down.

Once cooked, the meat's firmness was similar to beef, but the taste was exceedingly delicious.

"Slurp—" Seeing this, Little Dumpling sucked in hard, drawing back the drool that had just escaped.

Jiang Ning quickly finished the palm-sized fish flesh, devouring it all in just a few moments.