186 Creating an Immortal Art

Jiang He, however, did not expect that when he finally fell asleep when the sun rises, he eventually woke up naturally past five in the afternoon.

Sora came to him, asking sweetly, "Should I cook you lunch, master?"

Having lunch at this hour was not too appropriate, was it not?

"No need."

Jiang He waved her off with a smile. "Just cook a bit more during dinner… by the way, feed the pets with the meat in the fridge. I'm sick of Feral meat beneath king-rank."

Arriving outside, Jiang He threw the corpse of the Black King Drake on the ground.

The price of Feral Kings was actually not bad. He could also plant it now, and a creature would grow after his farm levels up.

The Black King Drake was not that powerful—grooming Dumbo and Trumbo was better than planting it.

And most importantly, what was he supposed to eat after he really planted the Black King Drake?