The Moon Laurel Immortal Palace always acted with caution; they would never use dissection as an excuse to eat a demon rabbit.
No matter what, they had to be sure the demon rabbit’s meat wasn’t poisonous before eating it.
Seeing the palace disciples volunteer eagerly to take on the dissection—washing pots, cutting vegetables, boiling water—they moved with practiced efficiency, as if they had done this a hundred times before.
“Need a cook?” The Immortal Maiden Buxiu decided it was time to show off her own skills and volunteered, eager to display immortal culinary art.
Letting the Immortal Maiden actually do the cooking was out of the question.
Barbecuing on the moon… during the Ancient Era when the Four Immortals were poisoned and carried home by the Immortal Maiden, immortal flames remained on the moon.
The palace disciples were still mortal flesh and blood; they certainly couldn’t withstand such immortal toxins.
A direct refusal would be awkward.
Lu Yang was shrewd and quick-witted—he soon thought of how to reply.