Chapter 17

For a moment, all the strong ones of the Wind and Thunder Sect felt as if their sect's face had been rubbed into the ground.

"The so-called 'about to ascend to heaven' implies that the Zhenxian Sect's current situation is not good, which is a form of acknowledgment. The latter part, 'no chance to eat again,' as I don't need to say, everyone understands, is a threat to us. They are unafraid of those who are well-equipped and can resort to a lose-lose situation at any time..."

After the anger, Qin Wentian clenched his fists and said, "It seems Yao Zhan has been discovered!"

"Yes, the other party must have deliberately said it to let him hear. It's a warning and a deterrent."

The room fell into a deathly silence.

The strength of the Wind and Thunder Sect, after years of conflict, should be well understood by the Zhenxian Sect. Even so, this junior uncle dares to be so arrogant. After much thought, there is only one reason... the other party possesses extremely strong power, enough to deal with any of them present!

"The silver-winged green python is like a brother to me; this enmity cannot go unavenged!" The green-robed elder gritted his teeth.

"We cannot act rashly. Let Yao Zhan continue to observe and determine the true cultivation level of this junior uncle before making a decision!" Qin Wentian said.

"He has already been discovered; how can we investigate? I will go myself!" The green-robed elder stood up, his gaze resolute.

Qin Wentian frowned.

This elder, Mo Feng, though not as strong as him, had reached the high level of the Divine Palace realm, a true pillar of the Wind and Thunder Sect. If he were to be lost, the entire sect's strength would plummet significantly.

"Rest assured, if this junior uncle really possesses strength beyond the Master realm, I will not act rashly. However... if he is weaker than me, I will risk my life to avenge the green python!"

Elder Mo Feng snorted coldly.

Seeing his attitude, Qin Wentian knew that persuasion was futile. After some thought, he said, "According to my knowledge, Wu Yuan of the Zhenxian Sect has a set of firefly silk clothes. When worn, they can conceal one's cultivation, making it difficult even for peak Master realm experts to detect. Here..."

He flipped his wrist, and a spherical object appeared in his palm.

"This is a beast core left by an illusionary beast. By injecting true essence into it, it can produce an illusionary attack on the enemy. If the other party is trying to hide and you are unsure, you can secretly release this power. If you can recover clarity within ten breaths, it indicates the early Master realm; eight breaths, mid-Master realm; six breaths, late-Master realm, and so on."

"Thank you, Sect Master!" Elder Mo Feng clasped his hands in gratitude.

A beast core capable of detecting Master realm experts is one of the most precious items in the Wind and Thunder Sect. Handing it over shows his trust.

With the decision made, there was no more idle talk. Elder Mo Feng flew off on his sword, heading straight for the Zhenxian Sect.

...

Beside the campfire, Su Yin looked unsatisfied.

"Tastes good!"

Indeed, in this world of cultivation, even a random loach has such a good taste. He was so happy when he ate it that he couldn't help but sing a song from "The Story of Tang Bohu and Autumn Fragrance."

Although he also suspected it didn't quite taste like fish, he had never left the restricted area and had not truly seen many of the animals in this world. Some mutations were not unexpected.

"Old Slow, where did you catch this loach? Bring a few more back later. We can make soup, salt-baked, steamed, garlic-flavored... there are many ways to cook it!"

Su Yin said.

"..." The old turtle's mouth twitched.

This thing was sent by that ghost-like guy, who is now dead. Where can he find more?

"You guys eat the rest. I'm going to rest!"

Knowing the other party wouldn't speak and couldn't answer, he threw the remaining skewers over and stretched, returning to his room.

He still needed to continue his studies. No matter what, in this world, strength is the ultimate rule. The Zhenxian Sect's situation will eventually lead to its downfall. With cultivation, one can survive the disasters that come.

He took out the secret manual sent by Chen Yu and studied it for two hours, but still couldn't cultivate. Frustrated, he put the book down.

It seems he would have to wait until morning to ask someone.

...

While Su Yin was studying the cultivation technique, the three pets by the campfire were all anxious.

Their master wanted to eat winged beasts, but... the person who sent this thing is dead. Where can they find more?

"If it doesn't work, dig him up and see if... we can save him!"

After a long pause, the parrot said with a conflicted look.

The donkey was stunned, uncertain: "Burned like that, can he still be saved?"

He personally built the fire, and it turned to charcoal. How could it be saved?

The parrot thought for a moment and said, "Last time he was kicked pretty hard, but he survived!"

"That's true. Although we have opened our intelligence and have some strength, we haven't cultivated. Compared to real cultivators, we are far behind. Last time, his injuries looked severe, but they probably didn't affect his core."

After some thought, the donkey agreed.

He was puzzled before, why this ghost-like guy was fine after just one day. Now, he realized it was because his strength was too weak.

It was just a superficial injury, and he naturally recovered after adjusting.

They returned to the garden and quickly dug out the blackened demon king.

"Indeed, he's better..."

After a while, all three animals stared with wide eyes.

The guy, though completely black, had muscles that had regained elasticity, and they could faintly hear his heartbeat and blood flow.

He was actually still alive!

Burned for so long and still not dead, truly a cultivator, terrifying!

"Find a way to wake him up and ask the loach demon where he caught it!" The parrot sighed in relief. "Then, have him catch more."

"Okay! But..."

The old turtle nodded, then looked puzzled: "We don't know how to heal. How can we wake him up?"

"This..."

The parrot was also at a loss.

They were just animals, knew nothing about medicine, and couldn't save people. Waking this guy up wouldn't be that simple.

"Actually... our goal is to wake him up and get him to tell us about the loach, not to heal him!"

The large head of the donkey approached, looking wary: "Besides, if we really heal his injuries, what if he wants to eat us again?"

"Uh..." The parrot and the old turtle nodded.

The first time they met this guy, he clearly said he wanted to eat them.

If he recovers and comes again, how can they resist?

"How can we wake him up without healing him?" The parrot asked.

After some thought, the donkey said, "When I was pulling the millstone, I once fainted from exhaustion. Someone woke me up with a whip. This guy is in a similar state. Do you think... using a whip to beat him hard can wake him up?"

"This..."

The parrot was uncertain, tilting his head to look at the old turtle, the most experienced and wise of the three.

"I've lived a long time and seen many things. I think..."

After a moment of thought, the turtle's steady voice rang out: "This idea... is great!"