Everyone was eagerly watching to see what kind of specialty food Zhang Menglong would bring out. Some were already salivating, those who knew understood that Zhang Menglong didn’t have many hobbies, except for enjoying good food.

Even the Inner Sect Disciples of the Sunset Sect curiously gathered around. What exactly was the specialty Gu Xiao mentioned that could make the other trainee disciples drool so much?

"What I respect the most about Gu Xiao is his courage. Once you finish eating my stuff, I’ll let you go!"

"Are you serious?" The disciples of the Divine Profound Hall’s eyes lit up. They originally thought their days were numbered, but now it seemed like there was an unexpected turn of events.

"I, Gu Xiao, swear on my spit, if I say I’ll let you go, then I will."

"Huh?" The people of the Shenxiao Empire looked at each other. How many of these Divine Profound Hall disciples had they killed, and now he wants to let them go and even treat them to a meal? How could there be such an easy thing in this world?

But according to what the trainee disciples knew about Zhang Menglong, this matter definitely wasn’t that simple. They categorized Zhang Menglong into two labels.

One was in martial arts: mysterious, powerful, genius, monster, prodigy—no compliment was out of place for him.

The other was about his character: despicable, shameless, insidious, vulgar, sleazy, vindictive. No matter how malicious the description, it wouldn’t make him blush.

Letting those Divine Profound Hall guys go, how could that be possible? Unless he had been body snatched!

They saw Zhang Menglong take out a gas stove, set a pot on top, and then took out some stuff that looked square.

This thing looked incredibly soft in texture, but for some reason, the white squares were covered with black mold spots, like something spoiled over a long time, giving a bizarre feeling just by looking at it.

And yet, looking at these things, they noticed there appeared to be some crystalline liquid at the corner of Zhang Menglong’s mouth... it almost looked like drool!

Zhang Menglong lit the stove, poured half a pot of oil into the pan, and used Strange Fire to heat it. The oil in the pot quickly boiled.

Then, he took out a long pair of chopsticks and carefully placed the white squares into the oil one by one.

"Sizzle!" As a cloud of white smoke spread, the white square’s surface slowly developed a crispy golden crust.

"What a magical thing?"

"Whoa, what’s that smell!"

"It stinks! Ugh!"

"Is the Clan Leader cooking poop? Ugh..."

"Back off! Back off!"

The people in the front immediately smelled the stomach-churning odor, reminiscent of something wafting from a mortal’s outhouse, making them feel utterly uncomfortable.

Even though martial artists had a strong resistance to toxic gases, they were helpless against this odor, which was not poisonous but could not be described in words for its foulness.

Yet, Zhang Menglong, clearly in the core of this smell, showed a calm expression, even somewhat intoxicated, as if it were the best scent in the world.

"Hmm, the marination time is perfect, quite remarkable!"

Zhang Menglong took out a bowl, poured in various seasonings, added a bit of cilantro, and then placed a piece of crispy stinky tofu in the bowl.

"Hmm~ the taste is not bad!"

"This... Senior Brother Gu Xiao is actually eating poop!?"

"How can he have such a strong taste!"

"Ugh!"

"To kill a thousand enemies while hurting eight hundred oneself!"

"No, even if he eats it like a delicacy, other people’s noses haven’t malfunctioned!"

Zhang Menglong’s appetite caused everyone to shudder with a chill. He didn’t intend to kill the captives; he wanted to disgust them to death!

The captives’ stomachs churned; no wonder Zhang Menglong said he’d release them after eating this. There couldn’t be such a generous offer in this world; it was just like eating poop!

"Wait a moment," Zhang Menglong lit another stove, then opened a bag of snail noodles. When he added the stinky bamboo shoots, the smell once again spread, and the two odors mixed, making it unbearable.

"Ugh!"

"What... ugh!"

"Slurp!" Zhang Menglong cupped a bowl of noodles and began to slurp it up, presenting a sight hard to look directly at.

"Senior Brother Gu Xiao is really a ruthless person!"

"I was actually envying those captives. I’d rather die than eat this kind of thing."

"Yes, torture is just pain, but this thing torments not just the body but the spirit too."

"Let me have you try the surströmming." Zhang Menglong opened something he’d never dared to eat before. Even though he was prepared, he couldn’t hold back a wave of nausea when the lid was lifted.

"Ugh!"

"Wow, Senior Brother Gu Xiao made himself throw up."

"Even cooked poop he could eat, but this thing nauseated him. What on earth is it?"

"I saw some liquid in the can; could it be feces fermented for hundreds or even thousands of years?"

"Ugh, stop talking, ugh!"

...

Beijing-style fermented tofu, Thai durian, blue cheese... Zhang Menglong laid out all the world’s smelliest foods in front of the captives. With these various odors combined, the smell could probably be toxic.

"What’s that?" The Xingyu Empire warriors and the surviving Divine Profound Hall members showed puzzled looks at the military fortress, only seeing people go from vomiting to dry heaving.

Just now, they thought the Sunset Sect people were pulling out their comrades to threaten them, but it didn’t seem to be the case now.

"Everyone, start choosing which one you’d like to try first," Zhang Menglong said with a mischievous look, "Eat three kinds, and you can go."

"Just kill us!"

"What’s the point of torturing us? A warrior prefers death to humiliation!"

"You won’t force us to eat any of that!"

"Fine!" Zhang Menglong nodded, "Come, feed them two bites of each!"

"Clan Leader, we don’t dare come over!"

"Clan Leader, it’s too stinky!"

"A bunch of cowards!"

Zhang Menglong grumbled, grabbing the foods and began force-feeding them into the mouths of the Divine Profound Hall disciples.

For them, the taste was already unbearable, and when the stuff was stuffed into their mouths, they began to wail tearfully.

"Hey, try it. It’s actually very delicious. It smells bad, but it tastes good. You’ll definitely open the door to a new world."

"Hey, these are not something just anyone can eat; this is genuine snail noodles, top-notch!"

"This surströmming is indeed strong, but foreigners love it. Give it a try!"

"Brother, don’t cry. It’s just some food. Is it really that bad?"

"Hey, I haven’t even fed you yet, and you’re already throwing up? It’s really delicious! If you don’t believe me, I’ll eat it in front of you!"

...

The scene left the Divine Profound Hall members grinding their teeth. The Sunset Sect’s trainee disciple was clearly coercing them to eat some extremely disgusting food to humiliate the Divine Profound Hall and provoke them.

"This bastard!"

"Sunset Sect, our Divine Profound Hall will fight to the death with you!"

"Bear with it, your humiliation today will definitely be avenged in the future!"