"Achoo!"
In Liangzhou, within Heavenly Gate Pass, at the campsite of Cangya City.
In the firewood house covered with thick snow on its roof, Feng Boping, who was adding new firewood, suddenly sneezed so hard that the fire in the hearth nearly went out.
He rubbed the tip of his nose and mumbled to himself in confusion, "Why does my nose suddenly itch? Could someone be talking about me?"
Li Hao was nearby, kneading dough. Once the dough was ready, he tossed it onto another piece of warm stone to ferment.
Then he waved his hand calling over the Dragon Soar Sword and started chopping the selected demon flesh alongside it, swiftly cutting it into mince with sword chops.
"Such a good sword, and you're using it as a kitchen knife."
Feng Boping shook his head as he watched.
"Make the most of what you have."
Li Hao said with a smile. After preparing all the ingredients, he started to cook.
