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Chapter 252: A Glimpse for You Too
Chapter 252: A Glimpse for You Too
"They feed on Upper Realm Demon Kings? Do they have Soul Transformation Cultivators as well?" Shen Yi was a little surprised.
"No, but they are incredible chefs, highly favored by many powerful beings. For instance, that Demon King was sent by Master Chang Qing of Wutong Mountain, and after General Nie extracted its essence, the Eight Directions Dining Hall opened its doors again, and several Demon Emperors from the Thousand Demon Cavern were in attendance."
Qing Hua spoke with tact.
But Shen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking, Isn't this just eating leftovers?
To make Demon Emperors eat scraps, their culinary skills must be absurd... And there's also that Master Chang Qing, who can make a group of ferocious demons willingly consume his leftovers.
Tsk.
Shen Yi shook his head with a hint of emotion.
Right now, he didn't even dare to reveal his Primordial Realm cultivation, yet someone could make a group of demons submit just by their name.
It seemed his fists weren't strong enough.
"My master possesses supreme divine abilities. Given time, he will astonish the world, and even Master Chang Qing will have no choice but to bow down and serve my master." Qing Hua Madam bowed respectfully.
"If you dare to speak of this, you can forget about ever leaving here."
Shen Yi glanced at her silently, not wanting to attract unnecessary enmity before even stepping out.
However, the Eight Directions Dining Hall was definitely a place he had to visit.
Qing Hua's analysis of the situation was rather vague.
For instance, why were the Daoist Mansions of cultivators appearing in the Thousand Demon Cavern, who were these cultivators who left their mansions behind, where did they go, and what was the relationship between the Thousand Demon Cavern and the Immortal Sects regarding wandering cultivators?
She didn't know any of these things.
However, there was one thing she could be certain of.
Even Immortal Sect disciples had to enter the Daoist Mansions to find their way forward.
Moreover, if he wanted to compensate the Martial Temple, it might be more effective to establish sufficient prestige rather than staying in Da Qian all the time.
Before compensating, it shouldn't be excessive to ensure he was well-fed first.
Shen Yi pushed open the door and walked out of the room.
He went to the top of the mountain and watched the busy Zongzhu for a while: "I'll return to the Martial Temple for a month and then come back."
"Rest assured, General Shen, the progress is even smoother than I imagined."
Once Lin Jingyi started crafting, his words no longer trembled. He glanced back at Shen Yi, gave a brief reply, and then turned his head back to his work.
...
Da Qian Imperial City, Martial Temple.
Deep into the night.
The crimson cloud gently descended upon the First Academy.
Shen Yi habitually patted his sleeves, ready to return to his residence, when he spotted a hunched figure.
The emaciated face looked at him expressionlessly.
Then, the figure grinned, a forced smile, "Shen Shidi, long time no see."
"..."
It was eerie, especially at this hour.
Shen Yi silently criticized in his mind, then slightly nodded, "Wu Shixiong."
Wu Da'an stared deeply at the youth, sighed, and beckoned, "Follow me."
Shen Yi was a bit puzzled but followed him into the main hall.
The hall was empty, with only a Shadow Soul floating within.
On the meditation cushion were two boxes.
"Zhu Shixiong," Wu Da'an looked a bit forlorn, merely greeting him casually.
Zhu Jue nodded and then turned to Shen Yi, "Shidi..."
He seemed to want to say something but only sighed.
Hearing this, Wu Da'an looked at him with a hint of confusion. He had never seen Zhu Shixiong show such an expression to others, as if he was... seeking something.
Forget it...
Wu Da'an turned back with a bitter smile, "I advised you not to wander around, but you wouldn't listen. The old man is tired of telling you. Just take a look over here."
As he spoke, he bent down and opened the two wooden boxes.
Inside, each box was lined with golden-yellow soft cloth, holding a tiny jade figurine.
"You may not know what this is..."
"How did they die?"
Shen Yi slowly approached the wooden box, interrupting the other party.
The jade dolls were clearly the Dao Infants of two Primordial Sages after their demise.
"Huh," Wu Da'an opened his mouth, surprised that this kid actually recognized them. But this was good, as it saved him a lot of explanation.
He closed his eyes, "We don't know how they died because we are not worthy of knowing."
Wu Da'an usually spoke of these people with disdain, referring to them as crude martial brutes.
But at this moment, he took a deep breath, crouched beside the wooden box, and his sparse hair made him look somewhat pathetic.
His hoarse voice lost a bit of its vitality.
Whether it was the gossip behind his colleagues' backs or the lack of progress in his cultivation, nothing was more unbearable than this junior brother constantly toying with his life.
"Shen Yi, the old man has given you everything he could... Please don't scare me anymore, can you?"
"Consider it as me begging you."
The old man looked a bit pitiful, and Zhu Jue floated lightly beside him, reaching out to smooth down his sparse hair.
"Stop messing with my hair!"
Wu Da'an glared at him in dissatisfaction, and Zhu Jue smacked his lips, and a strand of golden light suddenly appeared in his eyebrows.
He casually held the golden light between his fingers and waved it towards the old man.
"..."
That faint golden light illuminated his entire vision.
Wu Da'an's mouth hung open, and his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
Zhu Shixiong had finally enlightened after three thousand nine hundred years of seclusion?! As he stood there in a daze, he suddenly felt a pat on his shoulder.
Wu Da'an turned around in surprise.
Then he met a pair of dazzling golden eyes, and a seven-foot-tall Golden Bodhimanda squatted behind him, touching his hair with his fingertips.
To guard against the Ancestor, Shen Yi took over Qing Hua's consciousness this time.
"Is it done?"
The Golden Bodhimanda spoke in a deep voice.
Zhu Jue, holding the golden light, suddenly felt a bit embarrassed and quietly returned it to his forehead.
He didn't expect his junior brother to be willing to show Little Wu a glimpse of the Golden Bodhimanda.
Before the Golden Body was fully formed, exposing his specific realm was a sign of immense trust.
"Quick, put it away quickly!"
Wu Da'an suddenly reacted and urged anxiously.
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 summoned the Golden Body was that after tonight, this realm would most likely no longer belong to him.
"..."
Wu Da'an sat on the ground, feeling drained. He had originally wanted to teach Shen Yi a lesson using the demise of the two Primordial Sages.
Unexpectedly, the other party abruptly taught him a lesson instead.
Ordinary people should not meddle in the affairs of geniuses...
A Golden Bodhimanda was just a step away from the true Spirit Transformation Realm.
Once he takes that step,
Next time...Radiant Light Cave might have to provide a more convincing cause of death, instead of casually returning the corpse without even bothering to say a word.
Wu Da'an silently stared at the two wooden boxes, his emotions too complex to put into words.
Then, he suddenly remembered something, "Since Shen Shidi has already become... isn't there even less need for him to go in person?"
The Golden Body goes out, and the physical body stays in the Martial Temple.
Even if something goes wrong, at least the Shadow Soul can return and have an extra way out.
"That won't do, I still have to go." Shen Yi said casually.
This time, not only Wu Da'an but even Zhu Jue rubbed the back of his head, unsure of what to say.
(End of Chapter)
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