Chapter 68

Zhu Lingwu looked at the white fox with some surprise. The white fox had already torn the flesh from Meng Yishi's chest, its mouth full of blood, and was chewing and swallowing it.

"Xiaonu, you really look terrible eating like that. Are you trying to eat his heart? Alright, alright, I'll get it for you! I can't stand seeing you eat like this!"

Zhu Lingwu quickly realized what the white fox was trying to do. This nine-tailed fox seemed to be interested in Meng Yishi's heart. Unfortunately, Zhu Lingwu couldn't bear to watch such a bloody scene. So he reached out, grabbed the white fox, and threw it to the side. The white fox, clearly unwilling, growled at Zhu Lingwu.

"Huff, huff!"

Although the white fox had a fair amount of intelligence, it couldn't understand why Zhu Lingwu was stopping it from eating the flesh. It felt that Zhu Lingwu was being ungrateful, considering all the help it had given him, and now he wasn't even sharing the spoils of victory.

"What's the matter, scaring me like that! Hmph, do you want to feel the taste of electricity? Alright, alright, take it and eat! I can't stand it! Sigh!"

Zhu Lingwu, seeing the white fox's angry expression, reached out and broke open Meng Yishi's ribs, digging out his heart. With the sparks from his palm, the blood vessels around the heart were scorched and sealed, preventing too much blood from spilling out.

Zhu Lingwu then threw Meng Yishi's heart to the white fox. The blood from the heart stained a large area of the ground. The white fox, seeing that Zhu Lingwu had given it the heart it wanted, stopped being angry and opened its bloody mouth to tear and swallow the heart.

The white fox's body was small, so after eating Meng Yishi's heart, it lost interest in the rest of his body. Meng Yishi's old and withered flesh was rough and dry, not at all tasty.

Satisfied, the white fox ran to a corner and licked the blood from its mouth.

"Sigh, Xiaonu, is it okay for you to eat this heart? This guy seems to have practiced some abnormal cultivation method, and there's a cold, yin energy in his body. Aren't you afraid it won't digest?"

Zhu Lingwu watched the white fox eat Meng Yishi's heart and noticed that a cold, yin energy was emanating from Meng Yishi's chest. It seemed that this was the spiritual energy Meng Yishi had cultivated. The spiritual energy in Meng Yishi's bloodline was yin in nature, indicating that he had practiced some dark cultivation method from the Xuanming Sect.

The yin and cold spiritual energy cultivated through such dark methods—could the white fox really digest it without any issues?

The white fox, however, seemed to be drowsy after eating, curling up into a ball. It appeared that such a spirit beast needed to sleep to digest the spiritual energy in the blood it had consumed.

Seeing that the white fox wasn't paying attention to him, Zhu Lingwu wiped his hands on Meng Yishi's body and then pulled up his clothes to cover his chest. Without a heart, Meng Yishi's chest was a bloody hole, which looked quite eerie, though Zhu Lingwu had dug it out himself.

However, Meng Yishi's clothes were soon soaked with blood. Although Zhu Lingwu had sealed some of the major arteries near the heart with electricity, the hole in his chest still leaked a lot of blood.

Fortunately, Zhu Lingwu had already obtained all the memories he wanted from Meng Yishi's mind, so he stood up. With his mental command, Meng Yishi's soul, now a sub-soul, moved from his body to his soul storage.

This was where Zhu Lingwu kept all his sub-souls. Here, he didn't need to provide them with soul energy to maintain their existence; they could exist as conscious entities.

It was like a person with multiple personalities, where multiple independent consciousnesses appeared in the soul storage, but Zhu Lingwu's main consciousness easily controlled these sub-consciousnesses.

Zhu Lingwu didn't immediately review Meng Yishi's memories. Since they were already in his hands, he had the patience to examine them slowly.

Perhaps Liu Ping was still worried about the nonexistent assassin threatening Zhu Lingwu's safety, but Zhu Lingwu knew that one of the most troubling threats he had encountered since coming to this world had been eliminated.

Although Meng Yishi's actions left him with many problems to solve, at least his secret of soul-snatching wouldn't be exposed for now.

As for the white fox, who would believe the words of a spirit beast, especially if they could even understand its language?

At this moment, Zhu Lingwu felt much lighter in his heart. Meng Yishi could still provide him with a lot of information about the cultivation hierarchy in this world.

So, Zhu Lingwu went to the white fox, picked it up, and retreated to a relatively intact part of the room, sitting down cross-legged. He didn't focus on restoring his depleted qi and blood but sat there, considering how to deal with the aftermath of the incident.

Many things needed to be considered: how to explain the assassination attempt, and how to face his family's questions if Liu Ping reported the incident.

Fortunately, his identity as an eight-year-old child might allow him to dodge many questions, but Liu Ping had now become a new threat. Liu Ping had saved him but had also seen too many secrets he didn't want others to know.

"Sigh!"

Zhu Lingwu sighed. Did he really have to use force to eliminate this teacher who had taught him martial arts?

Just then, Liu Ping entered the room with a few people. He quickly smelled the blood from Meng Yishi's body and looked at the corpse with suspicion. Then he saw the marks left by the white fox eating the heart.

"It insisted on eating, so I had to feed it! It was just an assassin, Master Liu. Is everything arranged?"

Zhu Lingwu naturally saw the doubt in Liu Ping's eyes and decided to speak up. As a noble's son, it was normal for him to feed his pet a human heart, or even kill a few people to feed it.

"Oh, I see! Young Master, everything is arranged. Leave this to them. Young Master, please follow me. It's getting late, and you should rest."

Liu Ping didn't dwell on the matter, just waving his people to clean up the room.

Zhu Lingwu glanced at the talismans still on the wall, blinked, and said, "Master Liu, these talismans are extraordinary and can still be used. Have someone collect them and bring them to me. If Xiaonu hadn't helped me remove one, you might not have seen me now!"

Liu Ping looked at the talismans on the wall and realized their uniqueness. Apart from himself, there were people guarding the other directions of Zhu Lingwu's room.

However, when he went to check on those people, they clearly didn't know what had happened in this room.

"Alright, I understand."

Liu Ping, though curious about the talismans, knew that such things were not for ordinary people to use. The talismans they could use were one-time use and activated with their blood. These talismans, however, were likely for cultivators and activated with spiritual energy, so they would be of no use to him.

Liu Ping then led Zhu Lingwu out of the damaged room to another one, arranged for him to sleep, and went to handle the security at the inn.

This was no longer Zhu Lingwu's concern. After placing the white fox somewhere, he began to slowly organize the information he had obtained from Meng Yishi.