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第二百九十九章 兽渐噬人心

With a loud roar, the massive creature in front of Xiao Heng slowly shrunk until it reverted to Ye Feipeng's original form.

The plump boy stretched his neck, causing a series of cracking sounds from his bones. "Little Xiao, how do you find my skills?" Ye Feipeng asked with pride.

Xiao Heng wasn't discouraged by his defeat but instead curiously observed Ye Feipeng as he climbed up and started feeling him all over. "Fat boy, what mystical technique did you use to form your Golden Core? As a human, how can you transform into an actual beast like the true monsters?"

Ye Feipeng didn’t stop Xiao Heng’s hands from roaming his body but instead raised his head with a haughty expression.

Without directly answering, he tilted his head and said, "The power of the Sacred Beast Kunpeng is naturally formidable. How do you feel? Envious?"

"During this awakening, I regained some of my bloodline strength and gained another divine technique from ancient memories."

"[Pierce Bloodline], can split a portion of my robust Kunpeng essence blood and pass it on to others. After they absorb it, they will inherit part of the Kunpeng’s divine techniques. My own power remains unaffected," he explained.

"Like how that Kunpeng did for my ancestor Ye family." "Do you want to try?"

Ye Feipeng诱惑地说:“With your current Fourth Technique Golden Core realm, if you gain more Kunpeng essence blood, your strength will surpass mine in a moment. Do you not consider it?”

"Sacred Beast Kunpeng?" Xiao Heng’s eyes flickered with doubt. Before, Ye Feipeng always referred to the beasts as "monster" or "beast," but now he called them "sacred beasts." Why did this change?

After a brief observation of Ye Feipeng, Xiao Heng replied nonchalantly, "Haha, no thanks. Your fighting style is too brutal. My Void Technique is more handsome and suits me better."

Seeing Xiao Heng’s response, Ye Feipeng stared at him for a long time but eventually gave up.

"By the way, what do you think of Head Bone Senior’s warning?" Xiao Heng suddenly asked after a moment of silence.

Not long ago, the long-sleeping Head Bone Senior woke up and left a warning message: "Flee! Leave Cunyun Sea!" before falling back into slumber. This left Xiao Heng puzzled.

Although he didn’t know what Head Bone Senior had predicted, out of trust, Xiao Heng decided to lead everyone away from Cunyun Sea to the nearby Stone Lin State for refuge.

Ye Feipeng’s eyes flickered as he thought, "This old thing really has some tricks. It can sense the impending Red Flame Devastation. But..."

Just a moment later, Ye Feipeng's gaze became resolute once more.

"Red Flame Descends, a disaster to others; but for me, it’s a stroke of fortune."

"I waited so long for this moment. How could I give up easily?"

He said calmly, "Head Bone Senior has mysterious powers, but he is severely injured and his strength is diminished. His words shouldn’t be taken entirely at face value. I think this is just him being overly paranoid."

"We’ve been in Cunyun Sea for so long; nothing bad can happen!" Xiao Heng’s unease grew as he saw Ye Feipeng’s carefree attitude.

Based on his understanding of the plump boy, if there was any uncertain danger before, he would have fled first. He wouldn’t be so casual now, ignoring potential threats.

Was it because of increased strength and a swollen ego? Or perhaps due to the effects of Kunpeng essence blood?

Feeling something wasn’t right, Xiao Heng didn’t directly argue or advise but instead adopted an expression that said, "You make a valid point. I’ll think about it."

They chatted for a while before Xiao Heng hurriedly bid farewell. Ye Feipeng watched Xiao Heng’s retreating figure with a grim look.

"Enough. It’s just some trivial human connections. Better to cut ties now and avoid being accused of lacking sentiment after my ascension."

The plump boy snorted, raised his head, and his eyes flashed with blood-red light. "My destiny is in my hands; I will surely succeed!"

Black wings unfolded from behind him, and he vanished in an instant.

On the deserted island, Xiao Heng was talking to Su Changyu when he felt Ye Feipeng’s departure. He glanced at him with a strange expression.

"Since Head Bone Senior has given us instructions, it’s not baseless speculation. For safety, we should evacuate Cunyun Sea," Su Changyu nodded in agreement with Xiao Heng's decision.

Eighteen years ago, eight people had come from the Otherworld to this world of cultivators, including Li Fan for show. Only one male and one female remained, barely entering the Qi Condensation Stage after years of companionship. They eventually married and recently gave birth to a son named Han Wuxiu. With the sisters, they were the only inhabitants on the island.

The makeshift flying boat could still be used for migration, but Xiao Heng frowned.

"Yue Ting and Yuzhen these two girls have been acting mysterious lately, replying to my messages in a perfunctory manner."

"I’ll go see them and bring them over."

Fortunately, the sisters knew better and gave him their location. It wasn’t far from the island. Seven days later, Xiao Heng arrived at their presence.

To his surprise, they were accompanied by an early-stage cultivator named Zhao Erbao, who was bowing and acting suspiciously.

Yun Ting’s frown deepened as she said unhappily, "Zhao Erbao, how much more do you need to gather before you can restore the Dao Rhythm?"

"We went through so much trouble to find a bunch of antiques. You picked out only a few useful ones? Are you playing me for a fool?"

Zhao Erbao quickly smiled and said, "Young Miss, I couldn’t possibly. These ancient Dao Rhythms are hard to come by. In such a short time, the two of you found so many—what divine powers!"

"With ten heads, I wouldn’t dare deceive you!"

"Dao Rhythm antiques?" Xiao Heng’s eyes narrowed as he listened to their conversation.

It was Sister Yuzhen who transmitted the explanation: "We were searching for ancient Dao Rhythms. They are rare and precious, and we found a few that could be useful."

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