I’m Really Not A Supreme Master!

Before long, the girl in the white dress and the White Tiger Immortal King had already appeared in the Cangli Mountain Range.

“Master, this way!”

Since leaving the small mountain village, the White Tiger Immortal King had used his “Tiger’s Nose.”

People who had left that terrifying small village would naturally have carried with them the unique Taoist charm of the village, and his nose could smell it.

Thus, he led the girl in white, moving forward.

Soon, they walked into a forest, and on one side of the forest, there were faint sounds of waterfalls and mixed bursts of cheers and laughter.

“Master, it should be right ahead.”

The White Tiger Immortal King was extremely solemn.

“Don’t be afraid.”

The girl in white said, but her face also revealed an involuntary look of nervousness at this moment!

After all, it was very possible that they would encounter her own kind here…

Listening to the sounds of joy and laughter ahead, she took steps forward.

Finally, they passed through the forest and saw the scene by the waterfall pool and on the grassy clearing ahead.

There was a group of young people, both male and female, who had set up a campfire and were grilling various kinds of delicacies.

There were chicken drumsticks, chicken wings, slices of baked potato, and so on, and moreover, there were several iron racks. The charcoal under those racks emitted a different kind of power, quickly ripening the food under the grill.

And those people were then adding all sorts of seasonings to the cooked food and continuing to cook, sending waves of tantalizing aroma wafting far away.

“Jiu Zheng ah, this is dark cooking, everything’s burnt to a crisp and inedible…”

Dugu Yuqing and Lin Jiu were grilling chicken wings, but they failed to manage the heat, and one of the chicken wings was charred. Dugu Yuqing looked at the chicken wing with tears in his eyes.

“Don’t be afraid, Senior Brother, I’ll use the techniques of Tiānshī Dào for the next one, it definitely won’t be a problem!”

Lin Jiu Zheng, however, was grinning, saying, “Let’s throw this burnt one away, our beggar’s chicken should be ready!”

“Don’t throw it away, I’ll eat the burnt stuff if people won’t, dogs will!”

Wu Dade, gnawing on a chicken leg on the side and shouting, immediately let out a wail, as the “woof woof” barks of Little Black Dog rose again, and the man-dog battle started anew!

“Dead Dog, it’s one thing that you bite me, but give me back my chicken leg!”

Wu Dade’s struggling voice could be heard.

A burst of laughter arose in the field.

Meanwhile, Long Zi Xuan looked at a piece of fish grilled to a golden sheen and struggled for a long time:

“No, I can’t eat it, I can’t eat it… Even though this is just an ordinary spirit fish, not a dragon… If I eat it, it would be disrespectful to the ancestors of the Dragon Clan…”

“Zi Xuan, are you going to eat it or not? If you’re not eating it, I’m gonna have it, haha!”

At this moment, Lu Rang grabbed the grilled fish and was about to dig in.

“Stop!”

Long Zi Xuan couldn’t resist, snatched it away and gritted his teeth:

“I don’t care anymore!”

He started to eat voraciously, his eyes shone with happiness as he said, “Delicious!!”

“Zi Xuan, you actually ate fish, you’re done for, I’m going to nag you about this every day at the pond!”

Qing Chen was feasting on half a roast pig, oil smeared all around his mouth, and at this moment, he suddenly teased.

Lu Rang then said, “Ahem, just a friendly reminder, Qing Chen, aren’t you supposed to be a monk?”

Upon hearing this, Qing Chen froze for a moment but then shook his head vigorously, saying:

“Master said, Buddha is in the heart, and meat and wine will pass through the gut! Not afraid, not afraid!”

He continued to eat ravenously!

On the other side, Nan Feng, Zi Ling, and Xinning were gathered around Li Fan.

Li Fan was wearing an apron, holding a palm fan, looking as professional as a street vendor selling lamb skewers.

Li Fan was far more meticulous than Dugu Yuqing and the others in his grilling. The meat he grilled on a special barbecue rack was golden and crispy, just right. The duck sprinkled with cumin and other spices was so aromatic it filled the air!

Jiang Li followed by his side, assisting him and handing him skewers of meat.

“Master, it’s my turn, my turn~~~”

Zi Ling was drooling.

Li Fan smiled and handed her a duck leg, and she feasted gleefully.

“I want one too!”

Nan Feng also got another duck leg.

Xinning might be small, but she had an appetite, chewing on half a roast chicken by herself.

Even the always dignified Gong Ya couldn’t resist joining in and kept eating meat!

Watching everyone scrambling happily, Li Fan also felt deeply joyful, rediscovering a long-missed happiness.

“Woof!”

Just then, Little Black Dog, in the midst of scrapping with Wu Dade, suddenly sensed something, abruptly raised its head, and looked towards one side of the forest.

“Woof… woof woof woof!”

In that moment, Little Black Dog seemed to be very afraid, backing away repeatedly!

Wu Dade picked himself up, holding a brick in his hand and muttered, “I’m gonna smash your dog head…”

But then he also saw the girl and the old man coming from the other side.

“Hmm?”

Wu Dade was instantly startled; he felt something was amiss and hurried over, saying:

“Master… there are people coming!”

He pointed at the old man and the girl in white.

In his words, there seemed to be a trace of urgency, causing the disciples who were enjoying their feast to turn their heads and look.

“Hmm?? The aura of the Immortal King?”

Xinning’s gaze swept over the White Tiger Immortal King, and she was the first to flash a vigilant look in her eyes!

She then looked at the girl in the white dress, her expression growing even more solemn:

“Completely unfathomable, who is she…”

“The Immortal King… be careful, everyone!”

Dugu Yuqing also immediately sent a telepathic warning, fixating his gaze on the White Tiger Immortal King!

“Is it an enemy? If it’s an enemy, I shall get ready to fight… Shame that I didn’t bring my blade!”

Lu Rang directly sent a telepathic message.

“Master… what do we do?”

Nan Feng then looked at Li Fan.