Urban Cultivation with a Demonic System-Chapter 214 - 190: Wicked Feast, Demoness, Blood Pool!

"Yes, indeed, taking a bath first sounds like a good idea."

Xiong Wei nodded subconsciously, but his gaze remained fixed on the Great Cloak.

Because this Great Cloak was simply too beautiful.

Its color was a vivid red, akin to Superman's cape, and both inside and out, it had lambswool-like fur that danced gently in the breeze.

It was as if this Great Cloak was alive, its craftsmanship absolutely not cheap.

He guessed that this was a victory garment Su Yuan had prepared for himself, but due to being unable to defeat him, Su Yuan chose to step down gracefully.

"Su Yuan's quite a nice guy, huh."

For a moment, Xiong Wei felt a great increase in affection for Su Yuan.

If possible, he even wanted to host a celebratory banquet, inviting all the Preparatory Class students to witness his victory garment.

He eagerly asked Su Yuan:

"Well, there's no time to lose, let's go bathe quickly."

However, Su Yuan shook his head and smiled:

"There's no rush."

"You see, it's already lunchtime, and I specially instructed the school kitchen to prepare a table of good dishes for us. How about eating first?"

"This…"

Hearing this, Xiong Wei felt a bit hesitant.

It's not that there was anything wrong with Su Yuan's arrangement, but his actions seemed to stall for time, which made Xiong Wei slightly wary.

Seeing this, Su Yuan didn't explain, instead directly handing his Night Watcher's Token to Xiong Wei.

"Xiong Champion, we really are sincere!"

"If you have doubts, you can simply eat whatever I eat later. Wouldn't that work?"

"This is our token of goodwill, please don't refuse."

Su Yuan's tone was very sincere, and addressing him as "Xiong Champion" made Xiong Wei feel immensely pleased.

He chuckled:

"Well... then I gratefully accept."

Thinking about it, the meal was in the school cafeteria, with so many eyes watching. Could Taihua High School really poison the food?

If such a thing got out, wouldn't Taihua High School suffer complete disgrace?

Inside the dining hall.

Xiao Meng, Cloud Spirit, and Li Zhengxing were already present.

Eight Night Watchers sat in the accompanying seats, celebrating the birth of the Federation's strongest high school student.

Xiong Wei sat at the main seat, straightening his posture with effort.

The enticing dishes before him made his mouth water.

"Xiong Champion, look at this roasted goose, it's our cafeteria's signature dish."

Su Yuan pointed to the glossy red Dragon Scale Roasted Goose:

"As the saying goes, eating roasted goose lets you soar high. I'm here to wish you a swift ascent."

"Under your leadership, our Preparatory Class students will bring down those so-called Divine Sons and Saint Heirs!"

Xiong Wei nodded with a laugh and, without hesitation, grabbed a whole goose leg.

Just as he was about to take a bite, he reconsidered and offered the other leg to Su Yuan:

"You have some too."

Su Yuan accepted the goose leg and casually finished it in a few bites, the aroma of the meat overflowing.

Reassured, Xiong Wei indulged himself, practically finishing the entire plate of roasted goose by himself.

"Xiong Champion, drink this bowl of duck blood soup too. As they say, eat blood pudding and thrive every year."

Su Yuan pointed to the blood soup in front of Xiong Wei.

Xiong Wei nodded but, before drinking, distributed a bowl to everyone present. After they all drank up, he confidently finished off the entire pot of duck blood soup.

The meal lasted a good half an hour, and Xiong Wei, as a Body Cultivator, ate heartily, consuming nearly the whole table of food by himself.

After being full and sated, he urged once more to go bathe.

This time, Su Yuan didn't refuse and personally led Xiong Wei to the swimming hall.

The Eight Treasure Merit Pool was shrouded in Spiritual Mist, resembling a celestial paradise.

Having been through the preceding meal, Xiong Wei had almost let go of all his guards, quickly removing his outer garments to reveal his dark, glistening muscles, and directly dove into the Spirit Pool.

This outwardly mature young man couldn't help but display a lively side, swimming energetically in the pool.

On the poolside, Su Yuan held the blood-colored Great Cloak and said:

"Xiong Champion, this Great Cloak is invulnerable to water and fire. Why don't you try it on in the water to see if it fits?"

Before Xiong Wei could respond, Su Yuan tossed the Great Cloak towards him.

Xiong Wei instinctively caught the cloak.

Feeling the soft lambswool on the cloak's surface, he was somewhat enchanted, hurriedly draping the Great Cloak over his shoulders.

The blood-colored cloak hung over the broad-shouldered young man, its crimson fabric spreading over the water like a fungal blanket.

The title "Federation's Strongest High School Student" was extremely conspicuous.

Standing in the shadows by the pool, Su Yuan remained silent.

Xiong Wei looked at Su Yuan excitedly and asked:

"Su Yuan, does this cloak fit?"

"It fits, it certainly fits."

Su Yuan replied:

"After all, it's meant to merge with you. How could it not fit?"

Xiong Wei felt delighted at the first sentence, but Su Yuan's latter statement contained an ineffable eerie tone.

"You..."

Xiong Wei finally realized something was amiss.

But it was already too late.

In the next instant, the cloak he was wearing suddenly tightened, and the fluffy lambswool-like material on the surface seemed to come alive, writhing madly.

They were like fungal blankets of tendrils, hungrily reaching for any living being.

And Xiong Wei was the only living being in the pool.

Driven by countless crimson tendrils, the cloak wrapped around Xiong Wei's entire body in an instant.

His limbs were enveloped within, and the dense tendrils began to probe frantically into every pore of his body.

"Wha... what?!"

Xiong Wei's face displayed intense shock.

He couldn't believe it as he gazed at Su Yuan. By now, how could he not understand that this was all Su Yuan's scheme?

In the water, he couldn't draw upon the Power of Earth Veins, and even the Dissipating Force's efficiency would be greatly reduced.

He was forced to confront this living garment in his weakest state!

But after a brief shock, Xiong Wei quickly calmed down. As perhaps the strongest Body Cultivator during the Qi Cultivation Stage, he began marshaling every ounce of strength to try and burst the cloak.

Yet an even more astonishing discovery occurred.

This cloak withstood his immense power, not due to excellent material quality, but because the crimson tendrils were voraciously absorbing the Spirit Pool's energy, strengthening themselves.

As long as the Spirit Pool didn't run dry, the cloak couldn't be damaged.

"This Spirit Pool has issues too?!"

Xiong Wei became anxious.

Just as he attempted to employ other methods to break free, suddenly, the surface of the water around him surged.

One by one, breathtaking figures emerged from the pool's depths; they were the eight artists from Primordial Media.

In the Spirit Pool, they were like mermaids, each giggling as they extended slender hands to press Xiong Wei's face, forcing him underwater together.

Before submersion, Xiong Wei quickly held his breath to buy time.

Though his reaction was appropriate, the eight artists' hands were like iron pincers, wildly prying his mouth.

Even the Spirit Pool water acted as if it was alive, flooding through his nasal cavity.

The various foods he'd eaten earlier also began to churn, goose meat and duck blood behaving as though they had life, wildly twisting in his stomach.

After enduring for three long minutes, he eventually couldn't withstand the internal and external onslaught, his eyes rolled back, and his mouth fell powerless open.

In his last moments of consciousness, he faintly saw the so-called Spirit Pool turning completely crimson, like blood.