The disciple from Myriad Beasts Villa stood up and placed a talisman on the severed arm, immediately stopping the bleeding. He kicked the Taoist priest, confirming his death. "Hmph, your flying sword may be powerful, but you still fell at my hands. Haha, it's worth all the spiritual insects I've wasted." As he spoke, he took off the Taoist's storage bag and said, "You've made me waste so much of my essence and blood. You can't waste all your essence and blood."
He smiled sinisterly, took out a spirit beast bag and shook it, pouring out a large number of golden-shelled insects, each the size of a thumb. These insects pounced on the Taoist's body, immediately drilled into his clothes, and tore into his flesh and blood with big mouthfuls.
The Taoist's flesh and blood also contained a deadly poison, but those unknown golden beetles apparently didn't care. After a while, the torso of the corpse was wrapped in a Taoist robe, and nothing could be seen, but the exposed parts of the head, face, hands and feet had revealed the white bones.
A quarter of an hour later, the Taoist's body had been nearly devoured by the demonic insects. After all, the Wanshou Villa disciple had lost an arm, significantly weakened, and fearing the night might bring more trouble, he glanced around to make sure no one was around, then walked to the hillside and reached out to pick the butterfly-patterned ice flower.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, a flash of cold light appeared, and a feather arrow pierced his throat. Immediately afterwards, seven or eight feather arrows flew over, shooting him like a hedgehog.
Shi Feng walked out from behind the rock, still with the invisibility talisman on. He released his spiritual sense and walked to the butterfly-patterned ice flower. He saw that the disciple of Wanshou Villa had his eyes wide open, and was already dead.
Shi Feng sighed. He didn't want to hurt anyone, but the disciple of Wanshou Villa was vicious and cruel. It was impossible to negotiate with him. If he just drove him away, he would definitely take revenge on him later, so he had no choice but to get rid of him ruthlessly.
Shi Feng pulled out his iron sword from his belt and uprooted the entire butterfly-patterned ice flower. Then, he had to clean up the battlefield. He had to remove all the arrows from the disciples of Wanshou Villa. If his fellow disciples came looking for him and used the arrows to find him, it would be troublesome.
However, this man was covered in poison, so he had to be careful when retrieving the arrows. Shi Feng put on deerskin gloves and carefully pulled out all the arrows. He put these arrows into his belt, but he didn't plan to use them again. Who knows if they are poisonous or not.
After retrieving the arrows, Shi Feng removed the young Taoist's storage bag from the Wanshou Villa disciple's waist and placed it on his own belt. The young Taoist's black sword had fallen to the ground. White Fox had previously said it was a good sword. Shi Feng picked it up and placed it on his belt. As for the Wanshou Villa disciple's spirit beast bag, which was filled with demonic beasts that had already acknowledged their master by dripping blood, Shi Feng had no interest in it.
Looking around, he saw that his traces had been wiped out. As for the corpses on the ground and the traces of their fight, Shi Feng had not moved. He nodded and turned to leave.
After walking more than ten miles, it was already dark. Shi Feng saw that the jungle ahead was too dense and he could not walk at all because he had to take one deep step and one shallow step. He did not dare to continue his journey overnight, so he found a towering tree and climbed up to rest. Even when he rested at night, he would release the other half of his consciousness and put an invisibility talisman on himself.
Sitting on a tree branch, Shi Feng first arranged the butterfly-patterned ice flower, plucking seven or eight of the flowers and placing them in a jade box. He then examined the root, which was over half a foot long and shaped like a ginseng. The white fox said, "Not bad, not bad. You can only take one bite of this root at a time. Then, by practicing the Divine Darkness Technique, you will gradually increase your mental strength. However, the root is highly poisonous and will give you a splitting headache. Hehe, this pain is not pleasant."
Shi Feng nodded without saying anything, putting the flower root away. He naturally couldn't try the poison-swallowing method here. He then took out the flying sword. It had twenty-one restrictions, and it was indeed a top-grade spiritual weapon. The blade was made of a dark material, neither metal nor wood. He couldn't even recognize its material. It seemed he would have to ask Master Gan Chu for advice when he got back.
As for the young Taoist's storage bag, Shi Feng had no power and could not open it at all, so he could only put it inside. After packing up, Shi Feng leaned on a branch and closed his eyes to rest.
The white fox suddenly said, "Shi Feng, I saw you were about to shoot that young Taoist priest, why did you put down your bow and arrow?" Shi Feng said, "I felt something was wrong. Maybe the disciple from the Myriad Beasts Villa was cheating, so I stopped and waited." The white fox said, "Oh, Master Hu, I didn't see that either. What did you see?"
Shi Feng said, "When the Myriad Beasts Villa disciple fled, he didn't go straight, but kept circling." White Fox said, "Perhaps he couldn't bear to part with the butterfly-patterned ice flower and wanted to drain the opponent's magic power first." Shi Feng said, "Also, I noticed that when the Myriad Beasts Villa disciple threw out the monster beasts to resist and delay the opponent, they all threw the same thing."
The white fox said, "Nonsense, he released five or six kinds of demon insects, not just one."
Shi Feng said, "No, he threw out five or six kinds of demonic insects, but they all have one thing in common: they're all poisonous. As for the strong ones that can delay the enemy, they're naturally demonic beasts like demonic tigers and demonic bears. It doesn't look like the Wanshou Villa disciple has used up all his demonic beasts. He threw out demonic insects like scorpions and venomous snakes to poison them. Look, when he threw out the scorpion, it didn't attack with its claws, but instead rapidly spewed out a large puff of poisonous mist."
White Fox said, "But the young Taoist priest wasn't poisoned at first. Could this poison be a chronic one?" Shi Feng shook his head. "No, it's acute. I've carefully read the sect's texts before, and they mention that Xuqing Temple is renowned for its swordsmanship, and their alchemy skills are also well-known in Yan State. This young Taoist priest is also a cautious person. I think he must have had an antidote pill in his mouth before fighting with the disciples of Wanshou Villa, so the poisonous gas emitted by those poisonous insects had no effect on him."
"In addition, I've also searched for many classic texts about the Myriad Beasts Villa. I came across a record in the notes of a senior. To prevent the insects from attacking, cultivators who raise poisonous insects, in addition to dripping blood on the insects to recognize them as their master, often inflict a bloodthirsty curse on them. This means that if the recognized insect harms its master with poison, its toxins will combine with the master's blood to form an extremely potent blood poison, so vicious that it can almost instantly kill anyone struck. The Myriad Beasts Villa disciple was no match for the Taoist priest in terms of strength, so he pretended to flee, causing the insects to spray large amounts of poisonous mist. He kept circling, and the poisonous mist accumulated in the middle circle. Finally, he allowed his opponent to cut off one of his arms. The master's blood and the poisonous mist in the air immediately combined to form a blood poison. Although the Taoist priest had an antidote, it couldn't cure such a potent poison, and he died."
The white fox suddenly realized and sighed, "You humans are really cunning. You can come up with such a vicious plan. You kid is not simple either. I, an old fox who has lived for more than a thousand years, am not as good as you, a little fox." Shi Feng chuckled foolishly.
The next day, Shi Feng continued his journey north. Because of the formation, the sky in the cave was darker than outside, with shorter days and longer nights. Furthermore, the northwest area of the cave was covered in dense primeval forest. At night, Shi Feng had no choice but to stop and rest.
Sometimes, when Shi Feng released his spiritual sense, he could detect a fight in the distance. Although he thought they must have encountered some treasure, he decided to take a detour to avoid it. The journey became increasingly longer as he continued his circuitous journey, going forward and backward. After another three days of walking, he was less than ten miles from the valley where the Tianyu Grass lay.
Shi Feng was also a little excited. He saw the mountains opposite him crisscrossing like a palm, with a valley in the middle, which was exactly the same as the map given by Liu Yunzi.
Shi Feng looked up at the sky and estimated that it would be dark in an hour or two. After thinking about it, he decided that the sooner the better, the better. He decided to sneak into the valley at night, quietly picked the Tianyu Grass, took it on the spot, crushed the jade talisman, and left the Thousand Lakes Cave Heaven.
Shi Feng looked in his belt and saw that there were less than ten invisibility talismans left. Without hesitation, he put one on his body and ran towards the valley. When he was two miles away from the valley, his face suddenly changed and he stopped. What was going on? There was a faint fluctuation of magic power in the valley?
Shi Feng was stunned. Could it be that the Rain of Heaven Grass had been discovered? He took out his magic disk and looked at it. He saw three points of light flickering inside. It seemed that three of the people fighting were Tai Chi disciples. Should he go immediately or wait until they were done?
Shi Feng thought about it and decided to go over and take a look at the situation first. Although he also had the sect's magic plate on him, the other disciples of Taiji Sect could not detect Shi Feng because of the shielding of the white fox.
Step by step, they walked to the edge of the valley. There was a row of tall trees at the entrance of the valley. Shi Feng hid behind a tree and watched secretly.
There was indeed a fight going on in the valley, and it was quite a large group. There were three Taiji disciples, one of whom was holding a silver Bagua disc, with eight flying knives flying up and down. It was Gu Mingcheng, and Shi Feng also looked familiar with the other two.
Standing side by side with the Taiji Sect were two other men. Judging by their attire, they were likely disciples of the High Heaven Pavilion. One was a young man of seventeen or eighteen, handsome and childish, yet possessing the highest cultivation of the five. He wielded two Emei spears, their cold light gleaming as they flew up and down. The other was a woman of twenty-three or twenty-four. She didn't use any magical weapons directly, but instead produced a series of formation flags and repeatedly planted them in the ground.
A huge halo appeared under the feet of the five people, emitting seven-colored rays of light.
There were only three people facing these five people, one was a disciple of Lei Family Castle, and the other two were disciples of Wanshou Villa. The two disciples of Wanshou Villa released dozens of monsters, surrounded the light formation, and attacked it frantically. The disciple of Lei Family Castle was very tall, with a long horse face and a leisurely expression. He stretched out his hand and clicked a flying knife about a foot long in the air. The flying knife flew neither fast nor slow, but it easily cut off the beam of light emitted by the magic formation, and the magic weapons of others did not dare to touch it at all.
Shi Feng had no knowledge of magical instruments or supernatural powers, and could not judge the situation, so he could only wait anxiously.
During the fight, three more monsters were hit by the red light of the magic circle, and their skin and flesh were instantly burnt. Another mantis-like monster hurriedly dodged, but Gu Mingcheng's flying knife took the opportunity to cut off its forelimbs. The young man from Lingxiao Pavilion flashed his Emei spear and cut off the mantis monster's head.
A man from the Myriad Beasts Villa was shocked and heartbroken, unable to help but ask, "Brother Lei, why are you still so carefree?" A disciple from the Lei Family Fort named Lei Zhen sneered, "What are you panicking about? I don't think a few of these little brats can escape from my grasp."
Another disciple from the Myriad Beasts Villa called out, "Brother Lei, you're the top Qi Refining disciple at Lei Family Fort. We can't let them make a fool of us. Show us some real skills." Lei Zhen said, "Fellow Daoist Li, there's no need to flatter me. I'm just passing through. You two begged me to help you, so I'm doing you a favor."
