"Inside, isn't it stewing the flesh and blood of that Peak Realm Flood Dragon?"
Chen Zhixing remembered very clearly that the flesh and blood of the Flood Dragon were toxic. If one wanted to consume it, a large amount of Spirit Medicine was needed to neutralize the poison contained within the flesh and blood. The problem was that using a pot of random herbs to stew a piece of meat made it truly difficult to create a delicious dish!
But this willow tree now...
Without waiting for Chen Zhixing to speculate, the willow tree, which had been motionless, directly provided an answer.
"Let Little One come over, the stewing Cyan Wood Horn inside the cauldron is prepared for him."
A haunting female voice sounded in Chen Zhixing's ear, accompanied by the swaying of the trunk, making the skin and shed of the Flood Dragon on the tree appear even more hideous.
