My Xiuxian painting style is not right

Chapter 310 Secret Treasure

"Okay, okay, I won't mention the Hot Pot Emperor." Chen Yu raised his hands in surrender. "But this cloth bag does have some background."

"Tell me quickly." La Xiaohong moved closer, her big round eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Chen Yu was about to speak when he suddenly felt something strange. The bag began to vibrate slightly, and a faint purple light emanated from the bag's opening.

"This is..." Lin Qingxue frowned, "Demonic energy?"

"No." Huo Xiaoling shook her head, "This aura is very strange, it doesn't seem like ordinary demonic energy."

At this moment, a crisp ringing sound came from the bag. Chen Yu was startled. Wasn't this the electronic alarm clock he bought from the small commodity market?

How come it rings by itself?

"Ring sound?" Liu Ruyan's eyes lit up. "Could it be the legendary 'Nine Nether Demonic Bell'?"

"What is the Nine Nether Demon Bell?" Ye Xiaoqi asked curiously.

"It's a treasure from the Demon Realm." Zui Xiaozi put down the wine jar and said seriously, "It is said that it can summon powerful people from the Demon Realm."

Chen Yu was inwardly delighted. This lousy alarm clock had actually been mistaken for some Nine Nether Demonic Bell. What a misunderstanding!

But since that’s the case, why not take advantage of the situation?

"As expected of Miss Liu," Chen Yu said mysteriously, "this ringtone is indeed unusual."

"Is it really the Nine Nether Demonic Bell?" Xiang Xiaoman said in surprise, "Doesn't that mean..."

Before he finished speaking, the bell in the bag suddenly became rapid.

The purple halo became thicker and thicker, and actually condensed into a strange symbol in the air.

"This is..." Huo Xiaoling's eyes widened, "Demon Realm text!"

Chen Yu's heart skipped a beat. This was not part of his plan.

Why was that damn alarm clock making such a noise? Was something truly sinister happening?

At this moment, an old voice came from outside the yard: "Sure enough, it's here."

Everyone looked back and saw an old man in a gray robe standing at the gate of the courtyard.

He had white hair and beard, and was holding a bamboo stick. He looked ordinary, but his eyes were frighteningly deep.

"Senior Xuanjizi!" Lin Qingxue and Liu Ruyan saluted at the same time.

"Xuanjizi?" Chen Yu's mind moved, "Is he the reclusive master of alchemy?"

The old man walked slowly into the yard and his eyes fell on Chen Yu's cloth bag: "My friend, did you get this cloth bag from the ruins of the Demon Realm?"

"This..." Chen Yu was about to make up an excuse when the ringing of the bell in the cloth bag suddenly stopped and the purple light dissipated.

"Interesting." Xuanjizi stroked his beard and said, "It seems the rumors are true. The Demon Realm's most precious treasure, the 'Qiankun Bag', has indeed appeared."

"Senior." Huo Xiaoling couldn't help but ask, "What is the origin of this Qiankun bag?"

Xuanjizi glanced at Chen Yu and said meaningfully, "This item was carried by the ancient Demon Lord. It is said to be able to contain all things in the world, and..."

"And what?" the women asked in unison.

"It can also transform ordinary objects into spiritual treasures," Xuanjizi said. "Anything placed inside will be contaminated with demonic energy and gain incredible power."

Chen Yu was shocked. So, could it be that the strange effects of his modern gadgets were really due to the cloth bag?

"However," Xuanjizi changed the subject, "Although this thing is magical, it also hides dangers.

It is said that improper use will attract the covetousness of powerful beings from the Demon Realm."

"Those men in black..." Lin Qingxue thought thoughtfully.

"That's exactly why they came here." Xuanjizi nodded, "But their cultivation is still shallow, so they are not a cause for concern.

The real trouble is..."

Before he could finish his words, the bag began to vibrate again, this time even more violently than before.

The purple light became so bright that it formed a huge vortex in the air.

"Not good!" Xuanjizi's face changed, "It's the Demon Realm Teleportation Array!"

"What?" The girls were shocked.

Chen Yu looked at the scene before him and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Why was this little cloth bag he carried with him becoming more and more mysterious?

The vortex spun faster and faster, and a powerful suction force emanated from it. Tables, chairs, and benches in the yard flew up and flew towards the center of the vortex.

"Stand back!" Xuanjizi waved his bamboo stick, and a green light protected everyone.

"Senior." Chen Yu hugged the bag tightly, "What on earth is going on?"

"The powerful one from the Demon Realm is coming." Xuanjizi said solemnly, "It seems that he has sensed the aura of the Qiankun Bag."

As soon as the words fell, a burst of wild laughter suddenly came from the vortex: "Hahaha, I finally found it!"

A tall figure in a black robe emerged from the vortex. His face was ferocious, his eyes bloodshot, and he exuded a strong demonic aura.

"Demon Lord?" Xuanjizi's pupils shrank. "No, it's the Demon Lord's clone."

"You have a good eye, old man," the black-robed man sneered, "I didn't expect that a great master of alchemy would be interested in my Qiankun bag."

"The Demon Lord's clone?" Chen Yu's heart was beating fast. "Isn't this plot moving too fast?"

"Boy, hand over the Qiankun bag." The black-robed man held out his hand. "A treasure like this is beyond your control."

"Why should I give it to you?" Chen Yu hugged the bag tightly. "The Hot Pot Emperor said..."

"Shut up!" Lin Qingxue grabbed him and said, "It's such a time and you're still talking about this!"

"Demon Lord." Xuanjizi stepped forward. "You've been sealed for a thousand years, why don't you give up?"

"Give up?" The black-robed man laughed wildly, "With the Qiankun bag, I can reunite with my true form.

By then, this world will prostrate itself at my feet!"

"Dream on!" Liu Ruyan unfolded her folding fan. "If you want to touch Master Chen, you'll have to get past us first!"

"That's right!" The fire dragon in Huo Xiaoling's hand roared, "My Tianhuo Sect's hot pot hasn't been served to Master Chen yet!"

The other female cultivators also formed their battle formations and protected Chen Yu in the middle.

"A bunch of ants." The man in black robe looked at them with disdain and waved his hand, sending a black light sweeping across.

"Be careful!" Xuanjizi pointed his bamboo stick, and the green light became stronger, barely blocking the black light.

But his face turned pale, obviously he had internal injuries.

"Senior!" the women exclaimed.

"How dare you, a mere clone, be so arrogant!" Lin Qingxue raised her jade hand, and the icy sword energy whistled out.

"You don't know your own limitations." The man in black robe sneered and raised his hand to attack.

At this moment, Chen Yu took out a bag from his cloth bag and shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"Hmm?" The black-robed man paused. "What do you want to say?"

"This." Chen Yu shook the package in his hand. "This is the Demon Realm Supreme Spicy Strips. Are you sure you want to buy it?"

"What?" The black-robed man was stunned. "The Supreme of the Demon Realm... spicy noodles?"

"That's right." Chen Yu said seriously, "This thing was made by the ancient Demon Lord himself. Eating it can enhance your magic power."

"Nonsense!" the black-robed man angrily said, "When did I..."

Chen Yu tore open the package and a pungent smell wafted out.

The man in black robe suddenly stopped talking, his nose twitched, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"How is it?" Chen Yu said with a smile, "Does this taste familiar?"

The black-robed man was silent for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Give me one."

"Demon Lord!" The people in black behind him were stunned.

"Shut up!" The black-robed man glared at them. "It's not your turn to tell me what to do."

Chen Yu generously handed over a spicy strip. The man in black robe took it and tasted it cautiously.

"This taste..." His eyes suddenly became dazed, "I feel like I've eaten this somewhere..."

"Of course." Chen Yu patiently said, "This is your special recipe."

"A unique recipe?" the black-robed man muttered to himself, "Yes, it seems to be true..."

Everyone stared at this scene in amazement. How could a dignified Demon Lord clone be intimidated by a spicy noodle?

"And this." Chen Yu took out another pack of instant noodles. "Look at this logo. Does it look familiar?"

The black-robed man took a closer look and his expression changed drastically: "This... this is not mine..."

"Your Demon Realm Royal Chef's emblem." Chen Yu said, "You used this to win over many of your subordinates back then."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The black-robed man became excited, "I remember now!

In order to make my subordinates loyal to me, I specially developed these delicacies..."

The women looked at each other in bewilderment. Was this still the Demon Lord who wanted to destroy the world?

"Come on," Chen Yu said enthusiastically, "let's eat and talk at the same time.

The hot pot is still hot, would you like to have a bite?"

"Okay, okay." The black-robed man actually sat down. "I haven't tasted any delicious food in the world for a thousand years."

Just like that, a shocking battle inexplicably turned into a hot pot party.

The man in black robe sighed as he ate, and from time to time he would give Chen Yu some tips on how to make delicious food.

"Oh right," he suddenly asked, "is this cloth bag of yours really my Qiankun bag?"

"Well..." Chen Yu blinked, "What do you think?"

The man in black robe looked at the bag carefully and suddenly laughed out loud: "Interesting, really interesting!

I want to see what other tricks you can come up with."

After saying that, he stood up and said, "That's all for today. I have something important to attend to, so I'll come back another day to learn about cooking."

"I'm always at your service." Chen Yu said with a smile, "Next time I'll take you to try the Hot Pot Emperor's secret sauce."

The man in black robe nodded, turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the vortex.

The vortex dissipated and the yard returned to peace.

"Just leaving...just like that?" Lin Qingxue looked confused.

"Mr. Chen," Huo Xiaoling couldn't help but ask, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​using spicy strips to subdue the Demon Lord?"

"Well..." Chen Yu touched his chin, "The Hotpot Emperor said..."

"Stop!" the women said in unison.