**Chapter 361: Little Jiu: Where’s the food? Didn’t you know touching me costs extra?**
“Phew, what a sly little rascal.”
Lin Yan waved his hand, dispersing the roaring flames, while Luo Chen sheathed his long sword beside him.
Before them lay a charred corpse riddled with sword wounds. Clearly, this unfortunate soul was none other than the Child of Destiny, Tian Qi.
“This guy seems to be a rogue cultivator.”
Luo Chen grabbed Tian Qi’s storage pouch and inspected the hodgepodge of items inside.
Then he pulled out an ancient manual and tossed it to Lin Yan: “bl**d God Technique. Looks like this is what he was practicing.”
“It requires the absorption of others’ bl**d to cultivate. No wonder all those dried corpses belong to him. With such a cruel method, he might have worked his way up to being an Elder in the Demon Path!”
The corpses belonged to various types, including disciples from major sects, minor sects, and rogue cultivators. There were even a few from the Demon Path, indicating that this guy wasn’t acting out of revenge but rather had focused on them, hoping to use their bl**d for his cultivation.
Too bad he misjudged their strength, and instead of a surprise attack, he ended up as a target for their counterattack.
Lin Yan glanced at the bl**d God Technique, and suddenly, flames engulfed the book, reducing it to ashes.
He rummaged through the storage pouch once more and extracted a peculiar key. “Didn’t expect to find something useful here.”
“Is that the key to the mysterious Secret Realm?” Luo Chen examined the key closely. “Are we going to sell it or…”
Lin Yan pondered for a few seconds and said, “Let’s ask Bai Feng if he wants it. If it weren’t for his array disc, we might’ve faced some real trouble.”
“Is Bai Shidi coming?”
Luo Chen had no objections to what to do with the key, but he knew Bai Feng was not keen on venturing into the Secret Realm for adventure.
“Let’s ask him first.” Lin Yan felt unsure as well; after all, Bai Feng was notorious for being a homebody. “I remember he ventured into a small Secret Realm once; maybe he’ll be interested in this mysterious one too.”
“Then let’s head back to find Bai Shidi.” Luo Chen nodded. “Also, the mysterious Secret Realm is probably extremely dangerous; we need to prepare in advance.”
“Yeah, I plan to have Bai Feng make a few fire attribute array discs.”
“You still need fire attribute array discs?”
Luo Chen couldn’t help giving Lin Yan a sidelong glance. This guy already unleashed a terrifying amount of fire barehanded; adding in array amplifications seemed like he was planning to blow up the Secret Realm for real.
“It’s a defensive array disc for my teammates.” Lin Yan awkwardly scratched his nose. “Otherwise, I might hold back too much and end up blowing up our own people.”
Luo Chen: “…That’s definitely necessary.”
…
On another side, Bai Feng was engrossed in studying the “Advanced Techniques of Illusion Art” provided by the system.
“Truly remarkable for something written by an Immortal. These techniques are exquisite!”
He was deeply absorbed in reading “Advanced Techniques of Illusion Art,” unable to help but exclaim.
Though the name was a bit plain, these Immortal-given names were almost all so… straightforward. Is this what they mean by the great way is extremely simple?
After mastering the “Advanced Techniques of Illusion Art,” his understanding of illusion had taken a leap. Now, if he were to affect the Child of Destiny, it would be much harder to notice even if the Child had a spirit artifact to resist illusions.
Not to mention, there were even more illusion techniques inside, significantly increasing his cunning… ahem, enhancing his ability to deal with foes.
This book was precisely what he needed.
He had to admit that while the system’s way of cramming Luck Points down his throat was infuriating, the items it provided were quite useful.
After finishing “Advanced Techniques of Illusion Art,” Bai Feng pulled out a communicator and scrolled through some messages — Qiao Qiao had already sent over a summary of the events concerning the Nine-Tailed Fox. Besides territory disputes, Qiao Qiao mentioned that the extreme faction targeting the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan was mostly made up of the most radical members of the Monster Tribe. They not only despised humans but also hated monster clans that allied with humans.
Bai Feng pondered for a moment, thinking that the problem likely lay within that. Those radical monster factions might just have the shadow of a Divine Monarch behind them.
The news from the Silver-Winged Dove, Ling Lan, was even more scattered, generally indicating that the radical factions among the Monster Tribe had increased and not only hated humans but also idolized the survival of the fittest from ancient times, considering any monster tribe that learned from humans and established rules to be weaklings. With the growth of these radicals, many small monster tribes had faced quite a bit of bullying.
‘It seems that there is probably a Divine Monarch assisting these radical factions.’
Bai Feng touched his chin, considering that he didn’t have any good ideas on how to expose the Divine Monarch behind the radical factions, especially since the situation in the Southern Region was quite unique, and being a human, it would be hard for him to make a move.
‘For now, I’ll keep an eye on the Southern Region.’
If anything happens there, he could be prepared in advance.
At the same time, he also wondered whether he should recruit some more monsters to work for him, like cat monsters or snake monsters. He had previously drawn a book with characters all being monsters, and besides the fox clan, cat monsters and snake monsters were also quite popular.
He could leave this task to the Silver-Winged Dove and the others. It’d be great if they could recruit one or two; if not, no biggie.
Speaking of which, he wondered how that tiger was doing. If the Divine Monarch was causing trouble in the Southern Region, that tiger might get caught in the crossfire.
Would the tiger being captured result in an influx of Luck Points from the system?
No way! He needed to contact He Yi to keep an eye on things, and if necessary, let her transport the tiger to Central Continent for the Holy Land to take care of it.
After finishing all of this, Bai Feng stretched, staring at the sudden influx of Luck Points in the system, feeling faintly exhausted. How did he end up with so many Luck Points without doing anything? Only Little Jiu’s tail could comfort his wounded soul.
So he got up and left the room, spotting Little Jiu lounging on a soft cushion, playing with the Image Retainer.
Ever since he bought her an Image Retainer and installed a few games, Little Jiu no longer sprawled at the door napping away but instead spent every day holed up inside playing games.
This Little Jiu might just be a lost cause.
He reached out and picked her up, relishing the warmth of her nine fluffy tails, as he looked at the game she was absorbed in — Array Battle against the Demon Path.
Just from the title, it was clear it was a knockoff of a certain plant zombie game. But this wasn’t Bai Feng’s creation; he had only provided a few concepts and a simple design draft. This game was crafted during leisure by those array masters in the lab who loved playing games.
I must say, they did a pretty good job. It had a nice cultivation vibe.
Collect spirit energy, then set up flying swords, illusion arrays, defense arrays, and battle against a variety of Demon Path foes with various techniques, and the map had been transformed from the backyard rooftop to plains, peaks, and more Secret Realm-like scenes.
“Now’s the time!”
Little Jiu suddenly raised her little paw and slammed down on a card named Explosive Fire Lotus. In the next instant, the sky was filled with fire, engulfing the screen, and all the Demon Path enemies on the field were obliterated.
“…Isn’t that Lin Yan’s signature move?”
Bai Feng couldn’t help but retort.
But then again, this fire lotus fits right in here.
Little Jiu seemed pleased with her move. She pointed at the trophy on the ground and then stretched in Bai Feng’s arms: “Finally cleared it!”
She then looked up at Bai Feng, and since he hadn’t disciplined her in days, she became a bit cocky again: “Where’s the food? Didn’t you know touching me costs extra?”
Bai Feng: “…”
He remained silent, instead reaching out to tickle her ears with a finger cloaked in spirit power.
“Eek!!! Sorry, I’m so sorry! Please, spare my ears!!”
