Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 88 Called an Evil God at First Meeting
Before the minotaurs could say anything, Du Yi had already quickly cleaned up the sheep and thrown them into the stone pot.

Given Du Yi's current size, it's probably impossible for him to get a normal iron pot. In fact, even the stone pot that he dug out on the spot is only the size of a small bowl to Du Yi. However, Du Yi doesn't have many requirements for the pot. As long as it can boil water normally, that's fine.

As for the mutton, Du Yi had already skinned and deboned it, and cleaned it. Through long practice, Du Yi had become skilled at using his tail tip to do some delicate tasks.

Just like now, he can even use a single, raised snake scale to precisely slice the mutton into pieces.

As for the offal, Du Yi didn't waste it either. Properly processed, the lamb offal was also a delicious delicacy, especially when used to make soup, the taste was absolutely superb.

"It's been a long time since I've had mutton soup."

Du Yi was already quite impatient.

Heaven knows how long he'd been eating open-fire barbecue. Although mammoths and saber-toothed tigers weren't bad, eating the same things for too long inevitably made him crave something different. Du Yi remembered that he had once asked that savage called the Radiant One to make him a pot, but he still hadn't seen it.

So, driven by his craving, he had no choice but to do it himself, even if it was just making soup in a small bowl, at least he could taste it.

Of course, Du Yi has never been the type to keep everything to himself.

Du Yi was happy to share soup with the minotaurs who brought the sheep.

"Give it a try, it should taste pretty good."

Du Yi extended an invitation to the minotaurs, and also to the savages—or rather, the Ignis.

Of course, Du Yi also remembered that these savages seemed to have called themselves Ignivas again. It seemed like they had changed their names, but it also seemed like they hadn't. However, considering that these savages kept changing the way they addressed him, Du Yi could understand it.

However, while Du Yi was still pondering just how obsessed these Ignivas were with changing their names...

The Ignivas and the minotaurs looked at each other, but none of them reached for the large pot of mutton soup.

This made Du Yi even more puzzled.

"Although this is my first time making a soup, I don't think my cooking skills are bad..."

Thinking this, Du Yi looked at the Ignivas and minotaurs once again.

"Don't you like the soup I made?"

"I...I like it!"

The minotaurs and the Ignivas in the front row immediately bowed down, practically gritting their teeth as they squeezed out those words.

They definitely liked it; how could they not? Just yesterday, they had been intimate with these divine caretakers, still feeling the warm, moist, and supreme pleasure they brought.

And now, in the blink of an eye, their beloved Divine Feeders have all been stewed into the pot, turning into this big pot of hot soup.

"I didn't even have a chance to tell her I loved her, how could this be..."

Looking down at the ground, the Thirty-Sixth Generation Akakage's eyes immediately reddened.

The minotaurs on the other side were much calmer. Coming from the other side of the Great Snow Mountain, they all knew very well that the mission of the God Feeders was to serve the gods. They only needed to enjoy the pleasure brought by the God Feeders. As for developing feelings for the God Feeders, that was completely unnecessary.

But even if you say that, is it really necessary to stew the God Feeder into soup?
"The Taiyi God that these monkeys worship is probably far more brutal than they describe."

The leader of the minotaurs had already silently made a conclusion in his mind.

The Hennu had seen people enjoy the services of the God-feeders before, and they had also seen people have children with the God-feeders. They had even seen some God-feeders who were so badly served that they were slaughtered. But to start by stewing the God-feeders and then forcing the Hennu to drink the stew was truly a first for them.

But right now, even if they wanted to refuse, they probably couldn't. Those enormous snake eyes were staring at them expectantly, and if they didn't drink it, they might not have the chance to see the sun rise tomorrow.

Or perhaps, they will become part of the soup.

Just like those who feed the gods.

"I...will drink!"

Gritting his teeth, the leading minotaur was the first to step forward.

The containers used to hold the soup were bowls carved from wood. For the Ignivas, who could manipulate fire, making these things was extremely easy. After obtaining the wooden bowls, the leader of the minotaurs also ladled out a bowl of hot soup.

Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes tightly and drank the hot soup down in one gulp, as if it were poison.

However, this hot soup was not poisonous at all. The milky white soup had an unexpected sweetness. Although it was only seasoned with salt, it left a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.

As he savored the aroma of the broth in his mouth, the leading minotaur was almost in a daze. The familiar scent reminded him of the pleasure he had shared with the divine feeder the night before. It was a warm, comforting sensation, just like the hot broth in his mouth, and he could even hear the melodious, uplifting voice in his ears.

"This……"

The leading minotaur couldn't resist extending his wooden bowl once more.

Although he himself knew very well that he should not drink the soup made by the God-feeders under any circumstances, there was nothing he could do about it; the soup was just too delicious.

"Perhaps, this is the true purpose of those god-feeders?"

The leader of the minotaurs even had such thoughts.

But immediately, he suddenly realized just how utterly depraved he had just been.

He actually thought it was right to drink these soups, and he actually thought it was right to stew the God-breds in the pot. You know, he had just spent time with several God-breds yesterday, but now he even wanted to drink another bowl.

"What's wrong with me?"

The lead minotaur trembled and was about to throw away the wooden bowl in his hand.

But at that very moment, fresh hot soup was poured into his bowl.

"You still want to drink? Sure, you can drink whatever you want."

In the minotaur's view, the enormous serpent looked quite happy.

But the minotaur himself was anything but happy.

"An evil god! This is definitely an evil god!"

Recalling how he had almost lost control just now, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

However, under the watchful eye of the evil god, he still had to continue drinking the soup in his hand.

"I……"

After finishing a bowl of hot soup, the minotaur's hand once again rose uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)