Lethal Stunner: Kicking Off with Five Beast Husbands

Chapter 270: Chapter 270 I See You Have the Talent for Demon Cultivation

Thinking back, Xiao Jinsheng deliberately annoyed me that time so much that I didn’t even eat dinner.

This time, Mo Jiao brought the plate back again and called her over: "Get downstairs for breakfast if you’re awake."

"Coming~" Xiao Jinsheng responded, ready to dash downstairs.

Then she paused and reconsidered.

She stopped at the stairs, looking down at him.

Intentionally showcasing an expression of 30% coldness, 30% sarcasm, and 40% nonchalance: "Man, what kind of food requires this CEO to personally come downstairs?"

To be honest.

When people feel helpless, calling the cops often crosses their minds.

It’s the same for snakes.

Mo Jiao, wrapped in black mist, directly scooped Xiao Jinsheng off the stairs.

He pressed her shoulders gently and made her sit obediently at the dining table.

Then, he grabbed a steamed dumpling and brought it to her lips: "CEO, please eat."

"Now this feels right." Xiao Jinsheng nodded in satisfaction.

After taking a bite, she kept chewing and suddenly noticed something was off: "This isn’t made by Huaiqing."

"No," Mo Jiao replied with a cold chuckle.

Xiao Jinsheng savored it carefully.

It was meat-filled, but she couldn’t tell what kind.

The flavor was unfamiliar.

"Who made it?" Xiao Jinsheng asked.

"Me," Mo Jiao answered.

"Aren’t you more into dishwashing than cooking?" Xiao Jinsheng said in surprise.

"Stop asking." Mo Jiao held the remaining half of the dumpling to her lips: "Are you going to eat this or not?"

"Of course I’ll eat." Xiao Jinsheng opened her mouth and bit into the remaining half.

She took her time, tasting it more carefully this time around.

Still, she couldn’t figure out exactly what kind of meat was inside.

Suspicious, she glanced at Mo Jiao: "Li loves feeding us pre-made dishes. What kind of filling is this? Don’t tell me it’s pre-made meat?"

"Fiddler crab." Mo Jiao replied, picking up another dumpling to feed her: "Tasty?"

"Fiddler crab? Sounds familiar." Xiao Jinsheng pondered.

She remembered seeing it in one of Su Ye’s confiscated recipe books.

A creature that looked a lot like a crab.

Its cleaned and mashed juices could be used to create chewy, fresh food akin to fish tofu.

"I learned it from Su Ye’s recipe book." Mo Jiao said, his violet gaze landing on the panther ears amidst her black hair. He spoke softly: "The recipe book was something you left behind in the living room. When I couldn’t find you, I decided to take a look."

Seeing Xiao Jinsheng clearly enjoying the fiddler crab dumplings he had made.

Mo Jiao casually remarked: "Cooking isn’t that hard—I tried it, and it turned out to be simple."

"Is it that difficult to learn?" he wondered aloud: "Doesn’t just reading something teach you everything?"

"I saw the book titled ’Culinary Mastery in One Day.’ It was written so well."

Xiao Jinsheng listened and immediately gave Mo Jiao a thumbs up.

But the moment Su Ye, after cleaning up his room, came downstairs, he shot a frigid glare toward Mo Jiao.

Mo Jiao’s cold stare returned the favor.

Previously, Li was the one who always broke the rules.

Now there’s a new troublemaker, Su Ye, who also starts bending the rules.

Fine, fine—if that’s how we’re playing.

Mo Jiao contemplated, deciding he wouldn’t follow those stupid rules anymore either!

Xiao Jinsheng didn’t even care about the simmering tension between the two men as she continued enjoying the newfound flavor of the dumplings.

When Que Zelian and the others trickled in, Xiao Jinsheng initially thought she’d stir up some drama.

But, they had serious matters to tend to during the day.

The real action always came at night.

When Xiao Jinsheng had just appeared in the Demon Territory from the Realm Core, she ran into Lou Yan Zhi climbing in through a window.

"You disappear the moment night falls," Lou Yan Zhi grumbled.

In the Demon Territory, at the castle where Li lived.

The population here consisted only of them.

Come nightfall, Xiao Jinsheng and her nine Beast Husbands would enter the Realm Core.

Even Caicai and the Cannibal Flower joined them.

Leaving Lou Yan Zhi alone, stuck in a castle eerily quiet as if haunted.

Now that he was no longer system-bound, at least he didn’t have to adhere to his set character anymore and could speak freely.

But with no one to talk to, even Lou Yan Zhi felt lonely.

He ended up seeking Mist Continent’s current rare species—an interstellar cockroach.

The last remaining Star Level cockroach alive on Mist Continent.

Word spread that Lou Yan Zhi spent his nights chatting with the cockroach until the poor thing foamed at the mouth and passed out.

Xiao Jinsheng frowned and asked: "What gender is your cockroach?"

"Male, of course," Lou Yan Zhi replied, puzzled, looking at her.

Only to see Xiao Jinsheng’s gaze sharpen as she said: "Neuter it."

Interstellar Insect Clans reproduce far too quickly.

These species are challenging to deal with and not easygoing.

Xiao Jinsheng had no intention of leaving such a risk around.

"What? Castrate it?" Lou Yan Zhi exclaimed in shock.

Watching Xiao Jinsheng, he backed away fearfully: "Isn’t that going too far?"

"If it really bothers you, we can always kill it instead—electrocute it or something," Lou Yan Zhi suggested.

"Just sterilize it. It’s the last surviving interstellar insect—might still be useful," Xiao Jinsheng decided firmly.

"Fine..." Lou Yan Zhi said, his expression odd.

Xiao Jinsheng glanced at him with suspicion: "Why that face?"

"I see potential in you for Demon Cultivation," Lou Yan Zhi replied.

Xiao Jinsheng went stone-faced, staring at him, only for Lou Yan Zhi to explain: "All things in existence have their purpose by virtue of being here."

"Even in the Cultivation World, killing is tolerated, but not like this..."

"This... this deeply disrupts the harmony of insects," Lou Yan Zhi sighed, tossing an elixir into the cockroach’s mouth.

Straight-up chemically castrating it.

"Only insect harmony is disrupted," Xiao Jinsheng said, observing his decisive action. She consoled him: "It doesn’t affect human harmony after all."

The cockroach tied to the tree outside the window was utterly bewildered.

What on earth had that hateful human fed it?

The insect had swallowed too quickly to taste it properly.

But upon reflection, it seemed... sort of delicious.

With Mist Continent’s last surviving insect now dealt with.

Xiao Jinsheng turned her attention to observing the insect warships stationed outside Mist Continent.

Only to discover the Insect Clan was pulling back.

The insect warships were initiating space jumps and leaving in an orderly manner.

"The Insect Clan is retreating," Xiao Jinsheng frowned: "Could they be planning some other scheme?"

"Mist Continent is too far from their main battleground; they’re fleeing," Lou Yan Zhi explained.

"I still haven’t figured out a strategy to counter them," Xiao Jinsheng said.

"It’s not because of Mist Continent—it’s because interstellar people are almost here," Lou Yan Zhi stated.

The battlefields of the Interstellar World and the Insect Clan, divided by starlit voids.

Mist Continent lies in an outlying corner behind the Interstellar World.

Typically, interstellar people don’t come here because of the lack of resources.

The Insect Clan rarely comes either, as crossing into Interstellar World’s monitored space isn’t easy.

This time, their excursion to Mist Continent was driven by signals from the insect brain and the allure of the Continent’s resources.

Who would’ve guessed they’d encounter Terminal—an oddity that consumed many of their battle bugs.

And then ran into Xiao Jinsheng, a cheat-mode queen who obliterated the rest of the bugs.

Now, with the leading insect brain devoured by Terminal, and the intelligent worms destroyed by Xiao Jinsheng.

Interstellar people intercepted the signal sent back by the insect brain to the main Insect Clan, learning about Mist Continent’s unique resources.

Multiple factions began converging on Mist Continent.

The Insect Clan naturally wouldn’t stick around.

With no insect brain to lead them, they’d pointlessly die once interstellar people arrived.

"The Insect Clan is hard enough to handle; interstellar humans are even tougher," Lou Yan Zhi cautioned, looking at Xiao Jinsheng: "Be prepared—the Interstellar World’s factions are mixed, some good, some not-so-good."

"I figured as much." Xiao Jinsheng opened up the Star System Map, inspecting Mist Continent’s defenses: "Happiness is always fleeting."

She began to suspect she’d caught the same Long Aotian vibes as Lou Yan Zhi.

She didn’t want to interact with too many people, yet trouble always found its way to her doorstep.

The Insect Clan had fled; couldn’t interstellar humans do the same?

Reality rarely meets expectations.

As soon as the insect warships departed, Mist Continent’s skies darkened with countless glowing specks. noveldrama

If the Insect Clan’s ships uniformly glimmered dull red.

The warships from interstellar factions burst in an array of colors, lights flashing in every hue imaginable.