"Ah! Big brother, what are you doing?"
"Yes, young master, what kind of meat is this? Why do I smell the scent of a mythical beast?"
The Black Dragon Saint and Xu Tianxing asked in confusion.
"Hehe! The secret of heaven must not be revealed!" Zhang Xiaohao replied with a smug smile.
Right away, he picked up the two pieces of meat and walked over to the pool to start washing them.
A moment later.
Zhang Xiaohao cleaned the two pieces of meat, then, holding the Fish Intestine Sword, caught the two large pieces of meat with one hand, tossed them into the air, and swung his Fish Intestine Sword.
Swish, swish, swish...
Only to see silver-white glimmers flash through the air; the thousand-year-old turtle meat and tiger meat were cut into evenly-sized slices, landing precisely in two basins.
"Big brother, what kind of weapon is that in your hand? How is it so sharp?" the Black Dragon Saint asked curiously.
