Protect Our Clan Leader - Chapter 1627: 107 "Conquest"! Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom_2

Chapter 1627: Chapter 107 “Conquest”! Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom_2

“You, go roast the Spirit Cow.” The Golden Eyed White Tiger King casually pointed at a tiger-type Great Yao and instructed.

This was his trusted subordinate, usually quite clever and deeply trusted by the White Tiger King.

The tiger-type Great Yao roared in acceptance and promptly carried the Spirit Cow away.

Once outside the cave, he threw the Spirit Cow in front of a Level Five ferocious tiger and said, “This is the midday meal for the Golden Eyed King. Go roast it.”

“Awoo~~!”

The Level Five ferocious tiger picked up the Spirit Cow, accepted the order, and left.

Before long, it found a Level Three ferocious tiger and tossed the Spirit Cow in front of it. “Awoo awooo~ awoooo awooo~~~”

The Level Three ferocious tiger crouched low and repeatedly nodded. Once its superior left, it found an emaciated Level One old tiger…

Much time passed before the Golden Eyed White Tiger King finally received the “roasted Spirit Cow meat” he’d been dreaming of. Its efficiency was at least a hundred times slower than Wang’s Hotel.

Taking a casual glance, he nearly spat out a mouthful of tiger blood. A perfectly good Spirit Cow had been roasted into a lump of charcoal!

Taking a bite, the taste made him spit it out immediately, roaring in anger, “Awoo awooo!! What the hell is this garbage? Even pig yao wouldn’t stomach this!”

Faced with a crowd of trembling, incompetent tiger subordinates, the Golden Eyed White Tiger King was furious but helpless against their stupidity.

Inferior barbecue skills are inferior, no amount of yelling would fix the problem.

Left with no choice, he procured another Spirit Cow and, relying on his “experience,” attempted to roast it himself.

After toiling for half a day, the Golden Eyed White Tiger King once again made himself sick and threw up.

The disparity in barbecue skills was utterly staggering.

In truth, the Golden Eyed White Tiger King was unaware of just how vast the difference truly was between his efforts and professional techniques.

Currently, the high-grade Spirit Cows raised by the Wang Clan were originally breeds provided exclusively to the Imperial Household of Da Qian. These Spirit Cows were top-tier breeds from the pastures of the Wu’s Family within the Immortal Dynasty—known for their tender and flavorful meat.

Th𝙞ṡ 𝒸h𝗮pƚ𝗲r 𝕀ѕ pՕ𝐬𝙩𝑒ⅆ b𝓎 𝘬ɩ𝑡𝖾пℴ𝓋ҽ𝑙

During its cultivation process, the Wang Clan further enhanced these Spirit Cows by combining their own scientifically innovative breeding systems. Through constant selection and refinement of rearing techniques, they created today’s proprietary Wang Clan Spirit Cow breed.

Every piece of barbecued meat tasted by the Golden Eyed White Tiger King was painstakingly selected from the freshest and tenderest cuts of Spirit Cow. After going through processes like acid removal and aging, the meat was grilled to perfection by the hotel’s specialized chefs using proprietary marinades and seasoning formulas.

How could this possibly compare to catching any random wild Spirit Cow and roasting it haphazardly?

Beyond barbecue, the quality of life between White Tiger Hill and the Wang Clan presented an enormous disparity. It’s one thing not to compare, but once you do, everything seems unbearable—the king’s cave felt utterly insufferable.

The first day upon returning, he began to long for his days at Wang Clan’s Welcoming Building.

And it wasn’t just the Golden Eyed White Tiger King; other dignitaries returning from their mission at the Wang Clan were also grappling with severe discomfort.

It was said…

The Nine Tailed Fox Demon Emperor had stormed in anger three times and felt sullen more than a hundred times within just ten days of returning. She’d mentioned the name of a girl called “Xiaoman” 306 times.

Even Emperor Xiu, known for his zen-like detachment, could not adapt; his sighs were constant, and his thoughts always circled back to Liuxian’er—this long, that short.

A group of dignitaries feeling unsettled inevitably affected their subordinates.

The entire Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom seemed to have fallen into a peculiar mood.

In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.

On one early morning.

In the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox’s settlement, Green Hillock.

On a flower-filled meadow, an Eight-tailed White Fox was playing and frolicking with a group of colorful little foxes. They chased each other in turns, occasionally tumbling into a heap, emitting joyous “ying ying” sounds—it was the picture of carefree happiness.

Suddenly.

The Eight-tailed White Fox’s ears pricked up, and she abruptly halted her chase, looking toward the sky.

In the ethereal sky, a caravan of flying carriages appeared out of nowhere, stretching into a long line.

The carriages were clearly custom-made, far larger than standard flying carriages, capable of carrying more goods but moving much slower.

However, this wasn’t the most crucial detail.

The most crucial detail was that the sides of those carriage compartments bore a glimmering golden emblem, illuminated by sunlight.

The fox’s golden eyes lit up in excitement.

She recognized that emblem!

Some of the exquisite clothes brought back by the Old Ancestor from the human race had this emblem on them. According to the Old Ancestor, it was the emblem of the “Wang Clan.”

The Old Ancestor mentioned that humans excelled at enjoying life, and staying at the Wang Clan’s Welcoming Building was like living in paradise—so much better than here at Green Hillock.

Under the Old Ancestor’s vivid tales, she had long harbored an admiration for the Wang Clan.

“Old Ancestor! Old Ancestor!”

The Eight-tailed White Fox grew exhilarated, abandoning the little foxes to dash like the wind toward the Nine Tailed Fox Demon Emperor’s fox den.

As she ran, her body glowed white, transforming into a radiant, finely-featured young maiden dressed in white. Running all the while, she spread the news far and wide.

Soon, the entirety of Green Hillock was stirred to excitement.

The Nine Tailed Fox Demon Emperor noticed something immediately.

Master Shouzhe’s statement about establishing trade wasn’t just idle talk—he truly intended to commence commerce between the two nations.

Having exhausted her stock of cosmetics and skincare products brought back earlier, the Nine Tailed Fox Demon Emperor—feeling long devoid of gratification—could no longer remain composed. Following the trajectory of the flying boat convoy, she hurried impatiently toward Valley of Demons.