Chapter 33

Holding the intelligence collected by Yuan Kui, Feng Ye began to ponder. As he had expected, the Shibi clan was sparsely populated, and it was unlikely that they would send a high-ranking witch god. It was just a witch god of the Celestial Immortal level, right? However, the Shibi clan was skilled in controlling witch servants, and they had to defend against their own potent toxins while also dealing with their followers. This was not an easy task.

Feng Ye did not dare to touch the witch toxins of the Shibi clan. He was very self-aware; even the Great Golden Immortals and Heavenly Venerable Gods dared not easily touch the witch toxins of the Shibi clan, let alone Feng Ye. Although the witch god was also at the Celestial Immortal level, who could guarantee that Shibi had not bestowed any top-tier witch toxins? It was better for a Celestial Immortal to be cautious.

It seemed that this time, he could only act in secret. To avoid angering Shibi, it would be best if the witch god was not discovered when dealing with him. Yes, he would let Yuan Kui take the lead, and he would stay behind to cast a few talismans to sabotage. Feng Ye made up his mind and went to discuss with Yuan Kui.

However, Feng Ye always felt like he had forgotten something. Never mind, he shook his head and went to find Yuan Kui.

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Chi Yu, originally a witch of the Shibi tribe, worshipped the witch ancestor Shibi. A few days ago, Shibi, sensing his devout faith, promoted him to a witch god and bestowed him a prehistoric toxic bird, the Red Pigeon, to assist him. This time, Chi Yu's mission was given by Shibi. As a devout follower of Shibi, Chi Yu naturally put all his effort into it.

Chi Yu sat cross-legged on an unnamed mountain, planning the release of the plague demons.

Why was one missing? Chi Yu sensed it and sent out two more plague demons in that direction.

Sensing that the two plague demons did not go far before being dispersed by a divine force, Chi Yu, a believer of Shibi, fearless of heaven and earth, with a haughty air, jumped up in anger, summoned a bat witch servant, and chased in that direction.

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Yuan Kui, with a grim face, burned the two plague demons in his hand and waited for the witch god to arrive. As for Feng Ye, he hid in the dark, setting up an array and waiting for the right moment to act.

After Feng Ye's rational and emotional persuasion, Yuan Kui, though unwilling, had to put on armor and take the lead. After all, although Yuan Kui had an independent personality, he was still a part of Feng Ye. If Feng Ye's main body had any problems, Yuan Kui would also die.

Yuan Kui saw a blood-red mist floating over. The surrounding plants gradually withered and died. As for the animals, sensing Yuan Kui's dragon aura, they had long fled, escaping a disaster.

Yuan Kui coldly snorted, waved his sleeve, and summoned a dark cloud, casting a spiritual rain. Although dragons could summon clouds and rain, casting a spiritual rain was very draining of his magical power. However, he could not let the witch god turn this place into a dead zone and make it his home field.

The blood mist dissipated upon encountering Yuan Kui's spiritual rain. Chi Yu jumped off the bat, angrily pulled out a belt from his waist, which turned into a red python king with the wind. The python king had reached the level of a spirit. Chi Yu waved the python king, and it shot a stream of venom at Yuan Kui.

Yuan Kui cursed inwardly; this guy was indeed a madman, not following the usual rules, and attacked without any warning. Yuan Kui quickly spat out a dragon pearl, released a divine light, and dispersed the venom. "Where do you come from, plague god! Don't you know this area is already claimed?"

"What a fine dragon pearl! If I eat this dragon pearl, my cultivation will surely advance further. The remaining dragon blood and bones can be used as medicine, and even the dragon soul can be used to create a puppet witch servant!" Chi Yu ignored Yuan Kui and stared at him, his eyes red with greed, muttering about Yuan Kui's various parts.

Dragons, born as gods, were even more arrogant than Chi Yu. Even Feng Ye usually respected him. Now, being casually lusted after by a plague god, he could not suppress his anger. He summoned the Soaring Dragon Sword and slashed at the toxic mist.

As mentioned earlier, the Shibi clan was weak in combat, relying on toxins and servants.

But how many Celestial Immortal-level servants could a newly promoted witch god have? The Red Pigeon bestowed by Shibi was the only one with some power. However, the Red Pigeon had already gone to find the founder of medicine, leaving only a Celestial Immortal-level bone puppet with Chi Yu, which he always carried with him.

Chi Yu released the bone puppet to attack Yuan Kui, leaving the remaining servants to protect himself. He then took out a bunch of bottles and prepared to throw them at Yuan Kui.

Seeing the witch toxins, Yuan Kui's alarm bells rang. There were at least seven or eight types of witch toxins, and it would be easy to poison him. While defending against the toxins, Yuan Kui also had to fend off the bone puppet.

If this continued, Yuan Kui would be unable to defend himself and would be poisoned to death by Chi Yu.

But don't forget, Feng Ye was still there! Although he was wary of the witch toxins of the witch god and hid in the dark, he could still act from the shadows. He secretly activated the Sui Ren Lamp, releasing nine fire dragons to surround the area, using the fire to conceal himself. Then he triggered the pre-set fire array. The nine fire dragons merged into the fire array, arranged in a nine-square grid, and spewed Sui fire at Chi Yu. The blazing flames burned the blood mist.

Chi Yu struggled for a while, and after a moment, there was no more sound. When the flames died down, ashes drifted down.

Dead? So easily, a witch god was dead?

Feng Ye did not believe there was such a good thing in the world. He exchanged a glance with Yuan Kui, immediately sat cross-legged, took out the Taiji Seal, and began to draw a talisman—the Soul Gathering Spell.

The soul of a witch god was integrated with the body, and when the body died, the soul also disappeared. However, the Shibi clan had high requirements for souls when controlling puppet witch servants. Using the Soul Gathering Spell right after death could temporarily gather the soul, although it would only last for the duration of a stick of incense. This was enough for Feng Ye to check the information.

After searching the memory of the witch god Chi Yu, Feng Ye's expression changed. He finally realized what he had overlooked—only three months had passed since he first taught Feng Kui medicine.

In just three months, even if Shibi had sensed it when he first taught medicine, it was too quick for the witch god to arrive after mobilizing people and investigating the location. A Celestial Immortal-level minor god could not possibly move so fast. After all, the Sui Ren tribe was in the heart of the prehistoric land, while Shibi was far in the extreme south.

The Red Pigeon, according to Chi Yu's memory, brought him here, but even a Celestial Immortal-level Red Pigeon could not move so fast. After all, to come here quickly from the extreme south, the Red Pigeon must be more powerful than Feng Ye.

However, if so, was Chi Yu really the main person in charge this time? Chi Yu was clearly cannon fodder found by Shibi, and his realm had just been promoted to the witch god level. Was he specifically found for this investigation? To give a cannon fodder a prehistoric creature like the Red Pigeon, which was even more powerful, possibly at the Golden Immortal level, was impossible!

Moreover, the Red Pigeon was not present during the fight. Where was the Red Pigeon?

"Wrong! Yuan Kui, go to the Sui Ren tribe quickly, Feng Kui is in danger!" Feng Ye suddenly realized. Don't forget, Shibi's target was never him; the founder of medicine, Feng Kui, was the threat to Shibi!

If Shibi had given the Red Pigeon to Chi Yu, that was just Chi Yu's perspective. What if the Red Pigeon was the main person in charge? Moreover, the Shibi clan was skilled in using toxins. Why would the prehistoric creature Red Pigeon be given to Chi Yu? Wouldn't it be better for Shibi to personally train it?

Thinking this way, Chi Yu was truly cannon fodder. Using a witch god as cannon fodder was a tactic of a witch ancestor!

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Ah, the bookworm underestimated it. I thought I could write to the point of patching the sky in five chapters, but it got a bit delayed. Well, Gonggong, I'm sorry, I didn't really want to write you to death! But if you don't die, there's no way to patch the sky, right?

Hmm, I might come back late tomorrow night, but I'll pay attention to the updates. If I don't drink and get drunk, the updates won't be missing. Hmm, I'll try not to go past midnight.

Also, why isn't anyone leaving comments? Not leaving comments makes me feel so lonely!

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