In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a 50/50 relationship with anyone

"Are you qualified to negotiate terms with Li now?"

Li Zhoujun smiled slightly, "Or do you want to stay here forever?"

Upon hearing this, the remaining soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

In his peak state during his lifetime, he was a cultivator of the Eternal Twelfth Stage. Even though he was crushed to pieces by Qin Tianyi, he was still a truly powerful Eternal Twelfth Stage warrior.

If I really roast a chicken for someone else, no matter who that person is, I would lose face, right?

"Do you think that Li used his full strength when fighting with you?" Li Zhoujun asked the remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon with a smile.

"I don't think so." The remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God said in a muffled voice. He was not a fool. Li Zhoujun could suppress him with one move and make him unable to move. If the opponent used his full strength, he would definitely die on the spot!

At this moment, in the heart of the remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God, Li Zhoujun has become an eternal twelfth-level cultivator.

Because even if he is just a remnant soul now, no Eternal Eleventh-Level cultivator can challenge him, let alone suppress him.

From level one to level twelve of the Eternal Realm, each level is like an insurmountable chasm, and the difference is like heaven and earth!

Seeing that he had frightened the remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God, Li Zhoujun smiled and said, "So do you still think you are qualified to bargain with me here?"

"No! Can I help you roast the chicken? Let me go!" The remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God roared. At this time, the remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God made up his mind that a wise man would not suffer a loss in front of him. Now that his wisdom has recovered and he has escaped this disaster, he will have a chance to get back at him one day!

Li Zhoujun smiled slightly and waved his hand, and the shadow of the chess piece pressing on the head of the remnant soul of the demon god on the eleventh throne dissipated.

The remaining soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he felt heavy-hearted. Li Zhoujun actually dared to let him go on the spot. This showed that Li Zhoujun did not take him seriously and could control him at any time.

"Where's the chicken?" The remnant soul of the eleventh throne demon god felt heavy in his heart, and he spread his hands towards Li Zhoujun and snorted, "Let me light a fire and roast a chicken. You can't just not give me the chicken and ask me to catch it myself, right?"

"Next." Li Zhoujun said, taking out two hundred and fifty chickens and throwing them to the remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God.

"So many?!" The remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon was shocked and angry.

"Hmm?" Li Zhoujun narrowed his eyes slightly, "Any opinions?"

"No, let's make a fire and roast the chicken." The residual soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God twitched his mouth, then sat aside, made a fire, boiled water, and plucked the chicken's feathers.

Li Zhoujun watched the remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God process the chicken for a while before he remembered that there was an unconscious woman in a skirt.

Li Zhoujun walked to the side of the woman in the skirt, moved her to a stone suitable for lying down, and then checked her injuries.

The remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God snorted coldly: "This woman was hit by my punch. Although she is unconscious now, her origin is not damaged. She does have some skills. However, if she didn't have a teleportation treasure in her hand, her head would have been crushed by my foot. I think she will wake up soon."

Li Zhoujun smiled and said, "Roast the chicken well."

"You!" The remnant soul of the eleventh throne demon stood up and glared at Li Zhoujun.

"Huh?" Li Zhoujun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seeing this, the remaining soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon snorted coldly and sat back on the ground to pluck the chicken's feathers.

I do not know how long it has been.

The woman in the robe opened her eyes, and the scene she saw was Li Zhoujun standing beside the remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God who was sitting on the ground and roasting a chicken, and pointing at the remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God.

"Turn it over, it's almost burnt!"

"Sprinkle some salt, sprinkle some salt!"

"Cumin, don't forget!"

At this time, Li Zhoujun was beside the remnant soul of the 11th throne demon god, constantly instructing the remnant soul of the 11th throne demon god to roast a chicken.

"Am I still awake?"

The ferocious remaining soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon is roasting a chicken at this moment?

Is it this world that is crazy, or am I crazy?

Thinking of this, the woman in the skirt slapped herself on the face, making a crisp "pa" sound.

It hurts, that's the reality...

The woman in the skirt looked at the busy figure of the remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon with a confused look on her face.

Li Zhoujun heard the noise and looked back. He found that the woman in the skirt had woken up, so he smiled and said, "Awake?"

"Didn't you suppress the remaining soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God just now?" The woman in the skirt looked confused, "Why is he roasting a chicken now?"

"I love roasted chicken, I enjoy roasting chicken, what's it to you? If you dare to talk nonsense everywhere, I will kill you!" The remnant soul of the eleventh throne demon turned around and snorted at the woman in the skirt.

"Shut up and finish roasting these chickens." Li Zhoujun frowned.

"Hmph!" The remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God snorted coldly, turned around and continued to roast chicken for Li Zhoujun.

The confused woman in the skirt was even more confused at this moment.

It seems obvious that the remnant soul of the 11th Throne Demon God is roasting chicken here because he is oppressed by the man in green.

The man in green must be an eternal twelfth-order cultivator who could suppress the roasted chicken of the remaining soul of the eleventh throne demon.

"I am Ye Qingxian, a junior, nice to meet you, senior!" The woman in a skirt stood up and bowed to Li Zhoujun, trying to endure the pain in her body.

Li Zhoujun waved his hand: "If you are injured, don't force yourself to do these things. Just sit there quietly."

"Thank you, senior." Ye Qingxian said.

"Two hundred and fifty chickens have finished their exams. Please order them." The remnant soul of the eleventh throne demon god stood up and said to Li Zhoujun in a muffled voice, "Can I leave now?"

"Don't be in a hurry to leave." Li Zhoujun smiled, then came to the side of the remnant soul of the 11th Throne Demon God and said to him with a smile, "I can let you go, just smile."

Are you sick?

Although the remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon was cursing Li Zhoujun in his heart, his face still had a ferocious smile on his face.

At this moment, Li Zhoujun smiled and took out a photo stone, which recorded the smile of the remnant soul of the 11th Throne Demon God, as well as himself and the 250 chickens placed around him.

The smile on the face of the Eleventh Throne Demon God's remnant soul froze at this moment: "What is this for?"

"What do you think would happen if this thing was sent to the Temple of the Seventy-two Demon Gods?" Li Zhoujun put away the photo stone and asked with a smile towards the remnant soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God.

"Asshole, you plotted against me?!" The remaining soul of the Eleventh Throne Demon God was horrified. If this photo stone went to the Temple of the Seventy-two Demon Gods, he would definitely end up in a miserable state!

The seventy-two thrones of the Seventy-two Demon God Temples may appear to be united on the surface, but they are not united behind the scenes.

But it is full of calculations.

Because everyone wants to be valued by Lord Yuanzhu.

Therefore, the other remaining thrones in the Demon God Temple may appear to very much hope that their restored souls will return to the Seventy-two Demon God Temples because the Source Lord once advocated working together.

But in reality, they would never allow themselves to return to the Temple of the Seventy-two Demon Gods to compete for their favor.

If this photo stone was seen by the other thrones of the Seventy-two Demon God Temples, they would definitely take advantage of the situation and would not care whether he was innocent or not. They would label him a traitor and make his revived soul disappear completely!