Miao Yi was curious. Could it be that eating the demonic spirit’s flesh would be nutritious? Otherwise, why would Charcoal and the little ones drool over it?

If he didn’t have the image of the Octopus Spirit transforming into a gorgeous woman, Miao Yi would have also desired to roast it to eat. But he felt that it was slightly disgusting, so he put a stop to it and let it be.

Now that all his subordinates were dead, he still had to rely on Charcoal and the little ones to help out later. Since they wanted to eat something, he couldn’t refuse them this honor, so he could only help out to pack a few.

However, the storage ring he had was of the lowest grade, so the space was limited and couldn’t accommodate anything that was too big. The Octopus Spirit’s tentacles were excessively huge. He could only brandish his spear in succession, slicing the large tentacles into pieces, and packing a few of them into the storage ring.

Inside the storage ring was a vacuum, hence he wasn’t afraid of the tentacles going bad; at least, not while keeping them for just a short moment.

After tucking away the little ones who were responsible for standing guard in the surrounding sea and surface of the sea, akin to riding the waves and flying, Miao Yi wielded his spear and once again soared to the top of the cliff. In the water, Charcoal was unable to muster any jumping strength, so he could only swim to the reef at the bottom of the cliff, before gathering his force and jumping up.

Upon landing on the cliff, Charcoal shook his fatty body, flicking off the water droplets.

MIao Yi swiftly saddled him. From his elevated position under the splendid sun, he wielded his spear with a single arm as he glanced back at the sea surface left in complete disarray; he was feeling a little dispirited.

An esteemed East Arrival Cave Cave Master, personally leading his subordinates into battle. They had just arrived at the Sea of Constellations and nine men had already died out of ten. Only he, the Cave Master was left alone. Even if he managed to survive and return, no matter how easy Yang Qing was to deal with, how would he explain matters to the School of Blue Jade?

“Sigh… I guess I can’t be a Cave Master anymore…” muttered Miao Yi as he glanced back at the tall ancient trees of the boundless mountain forest.

Since he may not be able to safeguard his seat as a Cave Master, and had already arrived at the Sea of Constellations, then wouldn’t it be better to think of ways to dredge up more? So that when the time came, even if he couldn’t be a Cave Master anymore, he still had some security, right?

After witnessing the scene of the little ones cleaning up the Octopus Spirit, and realizing that even a Blue Lotus level Yao cultivator could be dealt with, the Great Cave Master Miao’s confidence was off the charts.

“Great wealth only comes from great risks!” Miao Yi yelled loudly to lift his spirits, brushing away his dejected mood.

Charcoal broke into a gallop, carrying him as he dashed away.

Miao Yi did not dare to directly dive into the forest. He had just arrived by the coast, and had already encountered a Second Grade Yao cultivator. It was readily apparent that it wasn’t without reason that the Sea of Constellations was said to be frightful.

To prevent mishaps, he would go around the coast, which should be safer…

After moving around the coast and trodding a certain distance, he discovered there wasn’t any anomalies. Thus, he let Charcoal reduced his speed and stealthily charged into the primitive forests with the tall aged trees.

Amidst the mountain forest, there were trees so gigantic that even several men would not be able to carry one. Once a man entered, he would immediately feel how insignificant he was, as though he had just entered a nation of giants.

Despite the fact that Miao Yi felt he was too conspicuous of a target whilst sitting on top of Charcoal, he could only make do with this. Initially, he had wanted to dismount and go on foot sneakily; however, after considering the issue of speed, if he happened to meet with trouble, he still had to depend on Charcoal’s leg strength to escape.

Instead, the silver spear he wielded was kept on guard at all times. Even the little ones were let out, to disperse into the surroundings and scout for a path.

For the greater part of the day, he moved around the primitive forest and met quite a few birds and animals. However, throughout the entire journey, he had yet to counter a single demon. It didn’t seem to be quite as dangerous as he had imagined.

After going around within a radius of a dozen li, he drew a blank as before.

He wanted to let Charcoal loose and wildly run about, but Miao Yi was afraid of taking too much risk, since this place was the terrifying Sea of Constellations of legends.

The sun was setting in the west, causing the forest to gradually darkened. Just when darkness was imminent, tiny fireflies began to drag their bright tails around, floating about in the empty mountain forest. At times, there would be owls hooting, lending this ancient forest an additional flavor of reverie and illusions.

‘Harrump!’ Charcoal would occasionally turned back to snort at Miao Yi, giving off a hint of discontent.

Both of them had been together for so long, how could they not understand each other?

Miao Yi knew that this bastard’s lazy habit was acting up again, and he was still thinking about the Octopus Spirit’s flesh.

When compared to his time at Transient Light Cave, Charcoal was already considered to be quite hardworking. Ever since what happened to Luo Zhen, this lazy fatty went through a great change. Although he was still extremely lazy as before, when he was needed for hard work, he didn’t slack in the least.

Saddling on Charcoal’s back with his spear in hand, Miao Yi stepped onto the bones at Charcoal’s either side and lifted his head to look. Through the thinly spread trees, he saw the twinkling stars in the night sky. Occasional, a meteor would shoot past.

In this split second, Miao Yi felt like the entire world was remarkably tranquil and beautiful, but in direct juxtaposition, he was instead charging forth to kill!

Scanning his surroundings, he casually waved his hand and a large tentacle of the Octopus Spirit was thrown to the ground. He dismounted his steed, and stabbed the silver spear in this hand into the soil. Turning around, he sat on top of a large boulder.

He called back half of the little ones who were scattered about the surroundings, and chucked a piece of the Octopus Spirit’s flesh so that the little ones could eat.

Seeing Charcoal and the little ones savouring the flesh, Miao Yi couldn’t refrain from rubbing his chin. He had never eaten a demon’s meat before, should he try it out?

He felt that as long as he did not think about the voluptuous woman, he should be able to stomach it. What right did a demon have to eat people, and why couldn’t people eat demons instead?

He acted on what he said at once. He quickly gathered a pile of dry branches from all around and started a fire. Then using a branch, he pierced through a chunk of the octopus meat and racked it on the fire to roast.

Soon after, the peculiar, alluring fragrance of the meat permeated from it. It was a meaty fragrance unlike anything that Miao Yi had ever smelled before.

Miao Yi gathered his hands, greatly anticipating the taste later.

‘Harrumph!’ Charcoal snorted loudly, flaring its nostrils. He stared at the roasting food racked up on top of the fire, then once again directed its attention to the food he was eating. He also seemed to have been captivated by the bizarre meaty fragrance.

Finally, he opened his mouth and bit onto it, before walking over to the fire side and flinging the Octopus Spirit’s tentacle – about half the size of a table – into the open fire, also intending to roast it.

‘PFFT!’ Sparks of fire surged as the ashes flew about in a flurry. It immediately put out the fire and pressed Miao Yi’s almost cooked meat into the pile of ashes.

The main problem was that the meat that Charcoal had been eating was too big. When something the size of half a table came crashing down, it would have been a wonder if the fire had not been extinguished as a result.

‘I’m in trouble!’ Charcoal knew he had done wrong. He meekly fell back a step, his gaze meeting Miao Yi’s, as they stare at each other in consternation.

“Damn fatty! Didn’t you always eat them raw? What, do you also want to have a taste of roast meat today?”

Miao Yi waved his hand to swipe away the flying sparks of fire and ashes before him. He didn’t get angry and was instead curious, finding Charcoal’s behaviour strange.

Seeing that he wasn’t furious, Charcoal was immediately revitalized. He knelt down on all four hooves, lying on the ground and swishing its serpentine tail from time to time; his eyes gleaming as he looked at Miao Yi and snorted. His face held a look full of anticipation as he acted in an endearing manner. Chapter 120: Pi Junzi (2)

Translator: Kelaude Editor: Milkbiscuit

Miao Yi shook his head helplessly, then turned around to gather a large pile of dry branches before starting the fire again. He then felt out a spear from his storage ring, and pierced it through the large piece of meat that Charcoal had thrown over, racking it over the fire to roast.

As for the almost cooked meat in the ash pile, Miao Yi naturally would not eat it. Thus, he picked it up and chucked it in front of Charcoal.

Immediately, Charcoal took a large mouthful and it seemed to fit his palate. Just that relatively to his, the portion of the meat that Miao Yi had seemed too little; he finished it with just two bites.

In the Sea of Constellations, the night was still. Shooting stars trailed in silence through the night sky.

Under the ancient trees shrouding the night sky, fireflies gently and lazily hovered abound. The world was indeed beautiful.

Beside the fire, Miao Yi was busy flipping and roasting the Octopus Spirit’s meat. One swarm of little ones left after eating their fill, and another batch of them arrived to munch on the raw meat; by the side, Charcoal was swishing his serpentine tail as he lay waiting.

This was truly a night fit for a play!

A few li away, a figure about two metres tall, a gray rat with fierce teeth, crawled out swiftly from the cave of a cliff.

Coming to a halt at the entrance of the cave, it lifted its bearded nose and sniffed the strange smell in the air. After verifying the direction, it scuttled out the cave entrance with a swish, crawling at a breakneck speed.

After getting closer to the source of the peculiar fragrance, a white light flashed across the giant rat’s body, transforming into a slender, shabby man, crawling on the ground. He touched the moustache at the corner of his mouth and clambered up from the ground. Then, floated light as a feather in the direction of the firelight.

Finally, he hid behind a large tree, furtively poking out half his head to covertly spy at the scene by the fire.

With a dragon steed as a mount, in addition to Miao Yi’s appearance, the Rat Spirit determined that he was a human cultivator. Except why was that dragon steed fat to this extent? It was simply inconceivable, and today, it really opened his eyes!

Human cultivators who dared come to the Sea of Constellations alone were uncommon. However, he reckoned that he wasn’t that strong; the true experts among human cultivators could soar through the skies and would not use dragon steeds as their leg strength.

But the Rat Spirit still did not dare to act blindly without thinking. He shifted his head to glance at the mantis that had climbed from the tree trunk onto his arm, and did not pay it any heed. He continued to stare at Miao Yi who was by the fire’s side, his eyes flickering as he mulled over some thoughts.

Miao Yi, still roasting his meat by the fireside, raised his brows. He had already received the message transmitted by the little one. He remained silent for a while as he waited for the little one to get ready. After that, he suddenly turned his head to look towards the large tree where the Rat Spirit was hiding.

Alarmed, the Rat Spirit did not expect that he had been discovered by the other party in this location. He was about to make his escape when all of a sudden, a stinging sensation spread out from his shoulder and a netherworldly aura that greatly chilled human souls invaded into his body in a flash.

The Rat Spirit opened his mouth, his expression stunned as his body collapsed to the side.

Miao Yi on the other hand, had already dashed forth. He swiftly removed the silver spear stuck into the ground by his side, and eventually descended to the side of the collapsed crafty-looking man. He was about to raise the silver spear in his hand to strike, but the sight of a white light flashing along the other party’s body greeted him. In an instant, he had turned into a giant rat.

Miao Yi was taken back. It turned out to be a Rat Spirit of the White Lotus Realm. After thinking it through slightly more, he still thrust the silver spear in his hand down.

He stabbed two times in quick succession through the two forelimbs of the Rat Spirit, before releasing a fine steel chain, an item from the Octopus Spirit’s storage ring. Before this, he had wondered how the Octopus Spirit did not find it troublesome to have so much junk around, now he finally had some use for it.

He threaded the fine steel chain through the wounds of the Rat Spirit, tying them up before dragging the Rat Spirit to the fireside. Then he stepped on the Rat Spirit’s body, invoking his art to dispel the chilling aura of the netherworld from within the Rat Spirit’s body. He did not dispel everything and left half of it behind, just in case.

The Rat Spirit quivered uncontrollably for a while, gradually regaining consciousness. The moment his eyes opened, he immediately saw the speartip that Miao Yi readied at him.

The Rat Spirit was shocked beyond measure. Without hesitation, he turned to flee, only to realize that the speed of the transcendence energy present inside his body had became rigid and sluggish. Thus, he found it difficult to utilize its power.

Miao Yi gave a cold laugh, as Charcoal promptly dragged the other end of the fine steel chain, running in the opposite direction.

Tethering Charcoal to be the ship’s driving force, definitely wasn’t something he was willing to do. But this kind of work in ensnaring someone, he was extremely interested and well pleased with himself as he ran happily.

What a jest! Even a Blue Lotus rank cultivator would not dare compare their strength with a dragon steed, let alone a mere Rat spirit of the White Lotus realm; and what’s more, the Rat Spirit was already in his trap.

If not for Miao Yi stopping him, Charcoal would have been very interested in dragging this giant rat to death.

“Ouch!” The Rat Spirit cried out in pain, finding that both his two forelimbs had been bound together and shackled. With a rustle, he was promptly dragged before Miao Yi by Charcoal.

The speartip in Miao Yi’s hand was thrust into the thigh of the Rat Spirit with a ‘pop’! It lanced through the thigh, nailing him to the ground. “Giant rat, you’re welcome to try and run again for me to see!”

A white light flashed by, and the Rat Spirit once again transformed into a shabby man. He trembled as his body cowered, hugging his impaled thigh with arms shackled by the fine steel chain. He lifted his head to stare at Miao Yi.

He was grimacing in pain, yet he still managed to say menacingly, “Brat, can’t you see what this place is? You dare to hurt your Grandpa Pi? I see that you must be tired of living! Hurry up and let your Grandpa Pi go! If Grandpa Pi is happy, perhaps I can spare your life. Otherwise, all hell will break loose on you!”

“Your life is in my hands and you still have the nerve to be stubborn!” laughed Miao Yi coldly. He pulled out his spear, and pressed the bloody speartip against the Rat Spirit’s head, ready to thrust straight through.

The Rat Spirit’s expression immediately crumpled as he cried out oddly, “Great Immortal, please have mercy! Great Immortal, please spare me! I admit my mistakes! I admit my mistakes!”

This bastard had been stubbornly refusing to admit his problem earlier, and even tried to appear as though he was really something. But nobody would have expected that Miao Yi didn’t even need to torment him much, only scare him a little, before he immediately cowered. It turned out that he was just a terrified shit. A sheep in wolf’s clothing.

Miao Yi found it ridiculous as he pressed the speartip against his head, saying expressionlessly, “Didn’t you say that all hell will break loose on me? Where is the disaster coming from? If you can’t explain it properly, I will immediately peel off your skin and remove your core!”

“Great Immortal, please spare me! I’ll talk! I’ll talk!”

Without any need for him to expend any effort, the Rat Spirit promptly confessed to everything in a rattle.

The Rat Spirit’s name was called ‘Pi Junzi’. He had cultivated for more than three thousand years, and shockingly had a White Lotus Ninth Grade cultivation, not far from breaking through to the Blue Lotus realm. His cultivation base was much higher than Miao Yi’s.

Formerly, within this radius of a hundred li was Pi Junzi’s territory. However, three hundred years ago, a ‘Madame Wu Hua’ suddenly emerged from the sea, defeating him and seizing the territory.

But Madame Wu Hua did not like staying on land, so she only treated this terrestrial territory as a temporary residence. She would occasionally leave the sea to go ashore and walk around leisurely. The territory was still pushed to Pi Junzi to watch over, thus Pi Junzi became Madame Wu Hua’s diminutive land-based general, making rounds around the mountain.

However, this was very much in line with Pi Junzi’s intentions. He was still the one looking over the territory and in addition, he had gained a benefactor. When encountering strong enemies invading his territory, he could still find Madame Wu Hua to help. As such, he had lived a comfortable life.

The hell he had called out to Miao Yi, was referring to the benefactor behind him, Madame Wu Hua.

“Madame Wu Hua…” muttered Miao Yi as he pondered. Within this radius of a hundred li, was it all Madame Wu Hua’s territory?

But the range of hundred li also included the place where he had slaughtered the Octopus Spirit. He remembered her mentioning his intruding into her territory. At the same time, the Octopus Spirit also came from the sea, so he couldn’t help but ask, “This Madame Wu Hua you mentioned, was it an Octopus Spirit with multicolored spots and a Second Grade Yao cultivator?” Chapter 392: Awakening!!

Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation

Mogensha’s expression turned grave upon such a provocation. This black dude was obviously not going to take this lying down. Spitting his phlegm, he erected a middle finger. When the duelling begun, Mogensha immediately exploited the weakness of a glock’s firing range. He turned and dashed towards the nearby forest, obviously trying to use its complicated terrain to deal with Eros. While he ran, he concurrently turned to fire.

Such a move was fairly common. Prince Stalo exposed his admiration through his eyes, then he faintly shook his head.

Blazing-hot bullets propelled in, clashing mere centimetres from Eros’s periphery before rebounding off in ripples. Eros maintained an unhurried posture, inching forward with each step! Until Mogensha entered his firing range then he immediately raised his pistol and opened fire!

Currently, the crowd was aghast to discover; though Eros had been walking while Mogensha running, the former had exceeded the latter in speed!!!

At present, Mogensha had just arrived at the forest. Executing a front roll, he easily kicked against a lateral bracken tree before trying his utmost to conceal himself behind something.

Instead, that scorching bullet penetrated through the trees and landed onto his right shoulder with ease; blood gushed out into the air!

Due to that, Mogensha’s attempt at counter-firing missed its mark. However, with his rebellious personality, he violently attempted to strike back in retaliation.

Yet at this moment, Eros seemed to have long anticipated that Mogensha would counterattack in such a manner, promptly hoisting up his pistol, aiming and coldly fired!

A slanting bullet whizzed closely to the ground, before refracting forward in a 30 degrees angle. Mogensha had been consistently weird and unpredictable, and unless he was caught off guard, how could the enemy have predicted his movement and adapted oneself? What more, even releasing such a refractive bullet? His chest immediately suffered from a ruthless memory, with blood spraying out once again; his counterattack dissolving like soap bubbles.

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