Chapter 90: A Fient!

The crimson red fireball was forced into the iron wok and subsequently devoured by Donghai Lin's third Divine Word, 'Tapasvi'.

Actually, the waiter cultivated the crimson red fireball as his fire essence for his culinary activities and there was also his consciousness thread imprinted on it to control it.

As soon as it was absorbed, the connection between the waiter and his essence fire was severed, even backlashing at him, causing internal damage.

The waiter shrieked in pain touching his head and then he yelled, "Bastard! What have you done to my Essence fire? Give it back!"

From inside the iron wok, Donghai Lin spoke along with a peal of hearty laughter, "Thank you for giving your Essence Fire to me. How kind of you! Hahaha,"