Then, the ripples faded, and the lava lake returned to a state of tranquility, as though nothing had ever happened.
“Rest in peace, my remains!”
Ol’ Amos stared at the lake surface that was now tranquil again in a daze, his eyes rather forlorn. That body had accompanied him all the way till this moment; now that he was leaving, it was inevitable that he would have complex feelings about it.
It’s gone! My dragon core, dragon scales, and dragon sh*t are all gone!
Meng Lei’s heart was bleeding, but there was nothing he could do except to watch helplessly. He even had to console the old man at the same time. “Ol’ President, cheer up. You can still come back here and take a look in the future!”
“Yeah!”
Ol’ Amos gave a small sigh. His eyes swept across the surroundings as if he wanted to imprint everything here deeply in his heart. It was only after a brief moment that he adjusted his frame of mind and said, “Let’s go!”
“Alright!”
After Meng Lei responded, he looked at Ol’ Amos and began to speak but then hesitated.
“If there’s something you want to say, then just spit it out. There’s no need to hum and haw,” said Ol’ Amos dryly as he glared at Meng Lei.
“Cough, cough! Ol’ President, are you leaving just like that?” asked Meng Lei meaningfully as he glanced about.
Ol’ Amos had a ghost of a smile on his face. “How else am I supposed to leave if not like this? This old man here is all alone in the world. Apart from this remnant soul, I have nothing else. If you’re hoping to gain some kind of benefit from me, I’m afraid I’m going to have to disappoint you!”
Disappoint me?
Didn’t you say just now that your entire lifetime’s worth of wealth and assets are in this place? Yet you’re “all alone in the world” now?
Meng Lei almost wanted to flip a table, but he could only give up obediently when he considered the gap in their battle capabilities. “What are you saying, Ol’ President? I was just giving you a friendly reminder!”
After he spoke, Meng Lei picked up the Gods-Slaying Spear. A stone platform rose from underneath his feet, and he slowly flew toward the magic barrier.
After they left through the magic barrier, Ol’ Amos got Meng Lei to cast an earth-elemental spell and bury the exposed magic barrier in order to prevent anyone from discovering it.
“I’m finally out!”
Ol’ Amos floated above the water surface. As he gazed at the pitch-black canyon, a hint of agitation flashed across his eyes. After being trapped underground for over 20,000 years, he had finally broken the seal and emerged today.
One could easily imagine how agitated he was!
Meng Lei could understand how Ol’ Amos must feel, so he didn’t bother him. Instead, he dragged that Crocodile-Backed Ox Python’s carcass to the shore and took out his dagger, condiments, and roasting rack, intending to make something to eat.
After a day of rushing about in the forest and suffering for so long underground, his stomach was already growling by now. He was so hungry that his chest was practically connected to his back now, and he desperately needed to eat something.
Meat cut!
Meat cleaned!
Meat arranged!
And then, he cast Fireball Technique to roast the meat!
“Little fellow, you have both earth-elemental and fire-elemental magic talent?”
[1] The term jokingly used here is a third-person term of address that royal consorts use to refer to themselves when replying to the Emperor
[2] Refers to the common saying among the Chinese that people will be struck by lightning as a form of divine punishment if they are unfilial to their parents and elders in the family
Chapter 69: The Astonished Ol’ Amos, An Eliminated Clan
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The luminous moon hung in the sky while the stars twinkled brightly.
The canyon bathed in moonlight in the night looked as if a black veil was draped over it. The cries of Magical Beasts occasionally rang out, making the canyon seem even quieter and tranquil.
Water vapor rose into the air, and campfires blazed!
Beside the pool, golden, glistening Magical Beast meat gave off an aroma that assailed the senses. Big, fat drops of grease dripped into the campfire and produced loud sizzling sounds, whetting Meng Lei’s appetite and making him swallow his saliva.
“Setting up a fire by the lake and eating in the wilderness!” Ol’ Amos floated in mid-air and gazed at the scene before him. He couldn’t help but sigh emotionally. “Campfire, roasted meat, and ale... Tsk, tsk. What a nostalgic scene!”
“Haha!”
Meng Lei let out a laugh. He could understand how Ol’ Amos felt. After being trapped in the same place for over 20,000 years, anyone would find every little thing in the outside world novel upon their release.
“Hehe, the meat’s done!” Meng Lei’s knife rose and fell. He cut off a piece of shank meat and passed it to Ol’ Amos before saying, “Ol’ President, you haven’t had meat for a very long time, right? Here, try my cooking!”
“Brat, are you out to aggravate me?” Ol’ Amos glared at him. “Can’t you see that this old man is in soul-state now?”
“Uh...”
A sweat droplet formed on Meng Lei’s forehead as he replied in embarrassment, “Sorry, I forgot about that! Hehe, I won’t hold back anymore, then!”
After he spoke, he picked up the fragrant roasted meat and tucked in happily. The saying that anything would taste wonderful when one was hungry made a lot of sense. At the very least, Meng Lei was certainly eating very happily!
In addition, the Seventh-Grade Crocodile-Backed Ox Python meat itself contained an abundant amount of magic elements. And since it lived in a hot spring like this, the meat texture naturally tasted even more delicious.
“This feels great! Absolutely great!”
