Chapter 50

Taking down the ingredient tag, the record would appear on the identity token, and it was not allowed to put the ingredient tag back. Unless the ghost servant was injured or even died during the material collection, there would be a ghost servant specifically responsible for collecting the tokens and hanging them back on the notice board.

Xingqing’s intestines were almost regretting to the point of turning green. Since he had taken down the ingredient tag, he had to toughen up and go through with it.

"Wait, a lizard dragon, a giant dragon from the West, I wonder how it tastes?" It was unclear what Xingqing’s brain was made of, but saliva was already dripping from the corner of his mouth. The thought of having meat to eat made him seem like a completely different ghost.

"There’s meat to eat, all of this is meat!" Xingqing’s eyes gleamed, and his mood soared. The other ghost servants who came to collect materials found him more terrifying than a fierce beast.

Thinking of this, Xingqing tightly gripped the tag, fearing that other ghost servants would snatch his token. Snatching the token was the same as snatching the meat!

"Roar~~~!"

A roar suddenly came from the iron chains, followed by a scream. Another ghost servant might have been swallowed alive. In the ingredient area, the roles of ingredients and diners were often reversed, and such incidents were common.

Xingqing was not the least bit afraid as he walked between the tall iron cages. The blood mist was so thick that his hair was almost sticking together. Finally, he found the location of the lizard dragon.

"Lizard dragon, second-level dangerous ingredient!"

A wooden tag hung on the iron bars as thick as a baby’s arm, with special red paint, which was quite terrifying.

"Second-level? Then there must be first-level and even special-level dangerous ingredients? I really want to eat them!" Xingqing looked at the tag, and saliva was about to drip from the corner of his mouth. He quickly wiped his mouth with his sleeve, feeling like he was about to turn into a foodie or a human-shaped glutton.

Xingqing crossed the danger zone line and approached the iron cage where the lizard dragon was confined. The thick blood mist became thinner, and the massive figure gradually became clear.

A pair of fierce horns and a spine, as if white bones had broken through the skin, huge dragon claws with a cold gleam, covered in hard scales that shimmered with a green light, and broken wings hanging down, indicating it could no longer fly, with a weak aura.

"This is a lizard dragon, isn’t it just a giant lizard with wings? What an insult to the word 'dragon'!" Xingqing, seeing the lizard dragon’s front, sneered.

"Roar!"

The green lizard dragon seemed to sense Xingqing’s contempt. Its emerald green eyes narrowed, and it roared fiercely at Xingqing.

The stench of the wind blew Xingqing’s hair back. Wiping his face, his hand was covered with green, sticky saliva.

A lean camel is still bigger than a horse. The lizard dragon instantly burst with the cultivation of a ghost official, and a breath of dragon almost blew Xingqing away.

Unfortunately, it was now locked in the city god’s iron cage, its fangs long removed, unable to be fierce!

Xingqing squinted his eyes, looked at the lizard dragon, and suddenly smiled warmly: "Brother Lizard, I’ll borrow your heart!"

"Roar!"

The green lizard dragon roared angrily again, its broken wings flapping, and its dragon claws scratching the ground, making the iron chains as thick as an adult’s arm rattle.

It understood Xingqing’s words and was extremely angry. If it could speak, it would have shouted at Xingqing: "You damn fool, borrow my heart?!"

Of course, the green lizard dragon’s vocal cords were not refined, and it had not reached the level of speaking. Xingqing, not understanding, treated it as consent.

"Thank you, Brother Lizard, for your understanding!" Xingqing’s face broke into a radiant smile. Using the ingredient tag to record the lizard dragon, he opened the iron cage and walked in.

Standing in front of the lizard dragon, which was over ten feet tall, Xingqing looked up, as if he were in a zoo, having climbed into a cage to see lions and tigers.

"Roar!" "Roar!"

The green lizard dragon roared angrily, its dragon claws swatting at Xingqing. The iron chains tightened, pulling it into the air. Its fierce head tried to bite Xingqing but was restrained by the iron collar around its neck.

Xingqing strutted around the green lizard dragon, which turned its head left and right, but was restrained by the iron collar, feeling both angry and frustrated.

"Where should I cut?" Xingqing circled the green lizard dragon, his eyes scrutinizing the place to cut.

The green lizard dragon’s scales were hard and thick, and ordinary knives couldn’t cut through them. Xingqing was afraid that a butcher’s knife would become blunt, which would make him cry.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar"...

Hearing Xingqing’s words, the green lizard dragon’s emerald eyes moistened, and it was about to cry in pain.

What kind of ghost servant was this, so cruel, wanting to borrow its heart and being so picky about where to cut?

Xingqing was too unique, different from other ghost servants. The fierce lizard dragon couldn’t do anything about him. Stimulated by his sharp words, it roared angrily, but its throat became hoarse, and it was exhausted.

"Hehe." Xingqing laughed wickedly, seeing the green lizard dragon exhausted, knowing his goal was achieved. He then approached the green lizard dragon, having stayed at the edge of the iron cage for safety.

"I can cut now!" Xingqing looked at the green lizard dragon, his eyes gleaming. Now it was just meat on a chopping board, to be cut by Xingqing.

Xingqing patted his ghost bag, took out the butcher’s knife, and the blade flashed coldly, like a new moon. In a flash, the scales on the green lizard’s heart area were cut open, and the rough lizard meat peeled back on both sides.

"I see why the tag only mentions the heart!" Xingqing frowned. With his expertise as a top chef in his previous life, he could tell that the green lizard dragon’s meat was not good.

"Well, it’s still meat!" Xingqing frowned, and the butcher’s knife continued to cut, carefully, finally digging out a heart the size of a basketball.

"Who would have thought the lizard dragon’s other parts were rough, but the heart was so tender and firm, like gem meat. In the human world, it would be top-notch meat!" Xingqing held the lizard dragon’s heart, couldn’t help but praise, and saliva dripped from his mouth, feeling an urge to eat it.

The lizard dragon’s heart meat was indeed top-notch, with the essence of its massive body concentrated in it. The meat fibers were tightly packed, like steel bars twisted together, a deep red and transparent, like a red gem.

Xingqing put away the lizard dragon’s heart meat, afraid he might eat it. He then looked at the lizard dragon’s body.

"While the meat is still warm, let’s eat it quickly!" Xingqing said, and there was a clatter as he took out pots, pans, and kitchen utensils from his ghost bag, preparing to cook the lizard dragon in the iron cage.

The lizard dragon’s other parts were rough and not good to eat, with no culinary value, but they contained a certain amount of yin energy, equivalent to several ghost qi pills.

"Even a small fly is meat. Brother Lizard, I’m not picky!" Xingqing said solemnly, walking to the lizard dragon’s thigh, slicing off a piece of thigh meat, and starting a fire to cook it.

Soon, the aroma filled the air. Xingqing sniffed, looking at the golden-brown dragon leg meat, and couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.

He couldn’t wait to pick up the leg meat and take a big bite.

"I... endure!" Xingqing’s eyes widened, tears streaming down his face, but not because it was delicious. On the contrary, it was like chewing leather, with all the essence concentrated in the heart meat.

The aroma was due to Xingqing’s culinary skills, but the remaining meat of the lizard dragon was too poor in quality, and Xingqing couldn’t turn it into something magical.

"Let’s make do with it." Xingqing swallowed a mouthful of meat, feeling the pure yin energy inside, immediately running the *Niraya Sutra* to refine the meat.

Xingqing chewed hard, and no ghost servant had ever collected ingredients like him. His ghost bag couldn’t hold it all, so he had to eat and refine it as he went.

Although the lizard dragon’s body was massive, Xingqing ate it quickly. In no time, he had eaten half of the lizard dragon.

"The rest..." Xingqing’s eyes flashed. He had no habit of wasting and ate the better parts of the lizard dragon, with other plans for the rest.

Xingqing patted his stomach and took out another tag.

"Two-headed bird’s wings?" Xingqing muttered, "It seems to have the bloodline of a pure-blooded nine-headed bird. I wonder if it likes lizard meat!"

Thinking of this, Xingqing put away his kitchen utensils, picked up a large piece of lizard dragon meat, and looked for the iron cage where the two-headed bird was confined.

"Second-level dangerous?" Xingqing muttered to himself, glancing confidently at the lizard dragon meat. With the lizard meat in hand, all dangerous ingredients were just meat!

Xingqing saw the two-headed bird through the iron cage, similar in shape to a nine-headed bird but with only two heads.

Xingqing didn’t go inside but stayed outside the cage.

"Are you hungry?" Xingqing waved the lizard meat in front of the hungry two-headed bird, as if he had turned into a demon with two horns on his head.

"Wow!"

The two-headed bird responded to Xingqing.

"What, you want to eat me too!" It was unclear if Xingqing really understood the two-headed bird’s words, but he said angrily.

"Here!" Xingqing swung his arm, throwing the meat over.

"Wow!"

The two-headed bird let out a loud cry, and the two heads fought over the meat, allowing Xingqing to benefit.

A moment later, Xingqing sat on the two-headed bird’s body, cutting the meat. Except for the wings, the rest of the meat was also hard to eat and had no culinary value.

"Ah, big bird, look how thin you are. There’s no meat left. What am I supposed to eat?" Xingqing shook his head in regret, broke the two-headed bird’s bones, and made a soup.

After that, Xingqing took out another tag and went to find more dangerous ingredients, which he then ate fiercely.

Xingqing had a secret weapon. When dealing with dangerous beasts, he didn’t need to exert much effort, just throwing a piece of lizard meat.

"Ah, life, no, ghost life. Ghost life should be like this!" Xingqing patted his round belly, lying on a chain, sighing. He had just eaten a crocodile, the rough meat almost choking him, but he still swallowed it, running the *Niraya Sutra* to refine it, suffering but enjoying it.

Xingqing didn’t know how long he had stayed in the ingredient area. After obtaining the ingredients, he would turn them in at the edge of the area for rewards, take some seasonings, and continue to collect ingredients, eating meat every day.

Outside the ingredient area, the "mountain delicacies and sea flavors" were already cooked. The delicate meat slices were attached to the ice mountain in the Arctic, with realistic mountain flowers, a complete meal, and a faint silver-blue glow, a perfect work of art.

The "sea flavors" were unknown, but they were certainly no less than the "mountain delicacies." After the fish gill yin official ate, he praised it highly and almost dug out the head chef of the main kitchen, but was stopped by the city god of Fengdu.

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