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Chapter 252: A Glimpse for You Too
Chapter 252: A Glimpse for You Too
"Eating a Demon King of the Supreme Realm? Do they have Transcendence Realm cultivators too?" Shen Yi was somewhat surprised.
"Not exactly, but their culinary skills are astonishing, beloved by countless powerful beings. That Demon King, for example, was sent by Xuan Jian Zhenren of Wutong Mountain. After Nie kept the essence for himself, the Eight Directions Food Pavilion held another feast, and several Demon Emperors of the Thousand Demon Cave were in attendance as well."
Qinghua spoke delicately.
But Shen Yi raised an eyebrow, wasn't this like eating leftovers?
To have Demon Emperors eat scraps; their culinary skills must be truly extraordinary... Of course, there's also that Xuan Jian Zhenren, who could make a group of violent demons willingly eat his leftovers.
Tsk.
Shen Yi shook his head slightly, a hint of emotion in his gesture.
He dared not reveal his Hybrid Origin Realm cultivation, yet there were those who could make countless demons submit with just their name.
It all came down to having greater strength.
"My master possesses supreme divine powers. Given time, he will surely astonish the masses, and even Xuan Jian Zhenren will have no choice but to bow down and serve my master dutifully!" Qinghua bowed reverently.
"If you dare to spread such words, don't even think about leaving this place ever again."
Shen Yi glanced at her silently, not wanting to attract a bunch of unnecessary hatred before even stepping out of the door.
However, he was determined to visit the Eight Directions Food Pavilion.
Qinghua's analysis of the situation was rather vague.
For instance, she didn't explain why the cultivators' caves appeared on the side of the Thousand Demon Cave, nor did she clarify the identities of the cultivators who left their caves, where they went, or the attitudes of the Thousand Demon Cave and the Immortal Sect towards freelance cultivators.
These matters remained a mystery.
However, one thing was certain.
Even disciples of Immortal Sects had to enter the caves to find their way forward.
Moreover, if he wanted to compensate the Martial Temple, he didn't necessarily have to stay in Da Qian all the time. Establishing sufficient prestige might even yield better results.
Before compensating them, it wouldn't be unreasonable to fill his own stomach first.
Shen Yi pushed open the door and stepped out of the house.
He went to the top of the mountain to observe the busy sect master for a while before saying, "I'm going back to the Martial Temple. I'll come back in a month to collect it."
"Rest assured, Shen, the progress is even smoother than I imagined."
Once Lin Jingyi started forging, his stuttering ceased, and he only spared a glance at Shen Yi before turning his head back to focus on his work.
...
In Da Qian Imperial City, at the Martial Temple.
Deep into the night, when all was quiet.
A red cloud drifted gently and landed in the Jia Yard.
Shen Yi habitually flicked his sleeves, intending to return to his yard when he saw a stooped figure.
The man's gaunt face was expressionless as he looked at Shen Yi.
Then he grinned, his smile not reaching his eyes, and said, "Shen, it's been a long time."
"..."
It was creepy the way he said it so late at night.
Shen Yi silently criticized him in his mind, then nodded slightly, "Senior Brother Wu."
Wu Dao'an looked deeply at the young man before sighing and gesturing for him to follow, "Come with me."
Shen Yi was puzzled but followed him into the main hall.
The hall was empty except for a floating yin spirit.
There were two boxes placed on a cushion.
"Zhu, senior brother," Wu Dao'an looked a little dejected, and he merely greeted casually.
Zhu Que nodded and then looked at Shen Yi, "Junior brother..."
He seemed to want to say something, but he only sighed.
Upon seeing this, Wu Dao'an looked at him with a hint of confusion. He had never seen Senior Brother Zhu act like this towards others. It was as if he was... seeking help?
Never mind...
Wu Dao'an turned back with a bitter smile, "I advised you not to wander around last time, but you refused to listen. The old man is tired of saying it, but look here."
As he spoke, he bent down and opened the two wooden boxes.
Inside, yellow soft cloth lined each box, and in each one lay a tiny jade doll.
These jade dolls were clearly the Dao infants of two Hybrid Origin Realm cultivators who had perished.
"Uh," Wu Dao'an opened his mouth, surprised that this youngster actually recognized them, but he figured it would save him a lot of explanation. He closed his eyes and said, "We don't know how they died because we're not worthy of knowing."
Wu Dao'an usually referred to this group of people as "uncouth martial artists."
But at this moment, he took a deep breath and crouched down next to the wooden box, his sparse hair making him look somewhat pathetic.
His hoarse voice now lacked even more vitality.
Whether it was the gossip behind his back or his stagnant cultivation, nothing was more distressing than his junior brother constantly toying with his life.
"Shen Yi, the old man has given you everything he could... Please don't scare me anymore, alright?"
"Consider it as me begging you."
The old man looked rather pitiful, and Zhu Que floated lightly beside him, reaching out to smooth his sparse hair.
"Don't mess with my hair!"
Wu Dao'an glared at him in annoyance, and Zhu Que clicked his tongue, a golden light suddenly appearing between his eyebrows.
He casually pinched the golden light between his fingers and waved it in front of the old man.
"..."
Looking at that faint golden light, it illuminated his entire field of vision.
Wu Dao'an's mouth hung open, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
Zhu Que had finally achieved enlightenment after 3,900 years of seclusion?!
As he stood there in a daze, he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder.
Wu Dao'an turned his head in surprise.
Then, he met a pair of dazzling golden eyes. A seven-foot-tall golden body semi-crouched behind him, its fingertips touching his hair.
To guard against the old ancestor, Shen Yi had directly taken control of Qinghua's consciousness.
"Are we done here?"
The golden body emitted a deep, resonant voice.
Zhu Que held onto the golden light, suddenly feeling embarrassed, and quietly returned it to his forehead.
He hadn't expected his junior brother to be willing to show his golden body to Little Wu.
Before the golden body was fully formed, exposing one's exact realm was an enormous show of trust.
"Quick, put it away!"
Wu Dao'an suddenly realized what was happening and urgently urged him.
The golden body transformed into a pearl and returned to the qi sea.
Shen Yi opened his eyes.
Exposing one's realm was something he would never do.
The reason he had manifested the golden body was that after tonight, this realm would most likely no longer belong to him.
"..."
Wu Dao'an sat powerless on the ground. He had originally wanted to use the deaths of the two Hybrid Origin Realm cultivators to teach Shen Yi a lesson.
But now, the latter had unexpectedly taught him a lesson instead.
Ordinary people should just mind their own business and stay away from geniuses...
A golden body was just one step away from true spiritual manifestation.
Once the other party took that step,
Next time, Xuan Guang Cave might have to come up with a more plausible cause of death, instead of simply returning the corpse without even bothering to explain.
Wu Dao'an sat in silence, staring at the two wooden boxes.
His feelings were too complex to put into words.
Then, he suddenly remembered something. "Since Shen Yi has already reached that realm... then there's even less need for him to go out personally, right?"
If the golden body went out, he could leave his physical body in the Martial Temple.
Even if something happened, at least his spiritual body could return, providing an alternative option.
"That won't do. I still have to go," Shen Yi casually replied.
This time, not only Wu Dao'an but even Zhu Que scratched the back of his head, unsure of what to say.
(End of Chapter)
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