AWB Chapter 42 This Luan meat is really delicious!
Chapter 42 This Luan meat is really delicious!
Ye Xiaobai hadn't gone far in his exploration of the forest when a torrential downpour struck.
Cultivators aren't afraid of catching a cold or getting sick after being caught in the rain, but getting caught in the rain in the wild is still a very uncomfortable thing. Ye Xiaobai immediately looked around for a place to take shelter from the rain.
The forest seemed even more vibrant after the downpour, the air filled with the scent of damp earth and the fragrance of plants, mingled with the fresh aroma of the rain – the most primal and pure essence of nature. In the distance, the restless rustling of animals could be heard, while nearby, the unique rhythm of raindrops falling on various objects created a vivid and exhilarating picture of a rainy night forest.
Ye Xiaobai listened to the sound of rain hitting the leaves, but had no mood to appreciate it, since he himself was soaked to the bone.
Finally, after Ye Xiaobai's tireless efforts, he found a cave. Ye Xiaobai was overjoyed, but when he noticed the flickering light of a campfire inside and smelled it closely, he realized that someone was cooking meat soup. Ye Xiaobai immediately frowned and became cautious.
Not knowing whether the person in the cave was friend or foe, Ye Xiaobai prepared his magical artifacts and talismans before slowly entering the cave.
Upon entering the cave, Ye Xiaobai found it quite spacious, about ten square meters in size. In one corner, two young cultivators dressed in Huanglongmen robes were cooking meat soup around a campfire. The two cultivators greeted Ye Xiaobai warmly as soon as they saw him enter.
“Fellow Daoist, you’ve also come here to take shelter from the rain, what a coincidence!” one of the cultivators said.
"Yes, it's incredibly lucky to find such a cave to take shelter from the rain." Ye Xiaobai relaxed his guard a bit after realizing that the other party was a disciple of the Yellow Dragon Sect, and responded warmly.
After Ye Xiaobai finished speaking, he used his fire-attribute spiritual power to dry his clothes and went to another corner of the cave to meditate and rest.
The Huanglongmen cultivator then said, "The White Tiger Sect and the Huanglongmen are allies. Fellow Daoist, we have some freshly cooked demon beast meat soup here. How about having some to warm your body?"
Ye Xiaobai remembered that the sect leader had said the Yellow Dragon Sect and the White Tiger Sect did indeed have a good relationship and wouldn't harm him. Smelling the aroma of the meat soup, he wanted to go and have a taste. However, thinking of the countless acts of deceit, murder, and robbery in the cultivation world, Ye Xiaobai decided it was best to be cautious.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist. I have been fasting for a long time and no longer eat meat or fish." Ye Xiaobai quickly found an excuse to refuse to eat the meat soup.
"Hey, fellow Daoist, don't say that. This isn't ordinary meat. It's the meat of a second-tier demonic beast, the Luan-boar, which my senior brother and I captured with great difficulty. Eating it will not only enhance a cultivator's blood and qi, but also have the miraculous effect of improving cultivation level!" the Yellow Dragon Sect cultivator continued to persuade.
“If it weren’t for the fact that you are a cultivator from the White Tiger Sect and have a good relationship with our Yellow Dragon Sect, we brothers would not be willing to share this good stuff,” another Yellow Dragon Sect cultivator chimed in.
Upon hearing that it could improve one's cultivation, Ye Xiaobai was immediately tempted and wanted to try the taste of the Luan Pig. However, being out and about, Ye Xiaobai couldn't help but be extremely cautious.
"This isn't a good idea. If I eat this good stuff, the two of you will eat less," Ye Xiaobai said hesitantly.
Seeing that Ye Xiaobai was still hesitant, the Huanglongmen cultivator immediately ladled out a bowl, blew on it a few times, and drank it down in large gulps. Then, looking at Ye Xiaobai, he said, "Fellow Daoist, there's plenty of this stuff. Look, I've already drunk it, so what are you afraid of?"
Ye Xiaobai watched as the Yellow Dragon Sect cultivator drank the meat soup and remained unharmed for a long time before finally feeling relieved.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony." After saying that, Ye Xiaobai slowly moved towards the campfire.
As soon as Ye Xiaobai approached the meat soup, he immediately smelled the scent of a poisonous spiritual herb—Tianxiong Grass! After all, Ye Xiaobai had been refining pills for some time and had a basic understanding of common spiritual herbs.
This broth is poisonous!
Ye Xiaobai realized that these two cultivators from the Yellow Dragon Sect wanted to poison him. Engaging in a direct fight with them now wouldn't guarantee victory. His opponents were a ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator and a tenth-level Qi Refining cultivator, and he didn't know if they possessed any special magical artifacts.
Ye Xiaobai decided to play along. First, he secretly ate a top-grade antidote pill, and then he drank the bowl of poisonous meat soup.
Seeing Ye Xiaobai walk to the campfire, one of the cultivators from the Yellow Dragon Sect immediately and enthusiastically served him a bowl, saying, "Try it quickly, drink it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold!"
Ye Xiaobai chuckled as he accepted the bowl of meat soup, blew on it a few times, and slowly took a sip.
Seeing that Ye Xiaobai had only taken a sip, Huang Longmen quickly urged, "Drink a few more sips, and you'll feel better soon!"
Ye Xiaobai didn't hesitate and drank several more mouthfuls.
When the cultivators from Huanglongmen saw that Ye Xiaobai had already drunk the meat soup, their faces immediately showed satisfaction, and they all thought to themselves that this fat sheep had been taken care of.
However, the cultivators from Huanglongmen still looked at Ye Xiaobai and asked in a feigned manner, "How does this meat soup taste?"
"Wow! This phoenix meat smells so good!" Ye Xiaobai said with a satisfied expression.
The two cultivators from Huanglongmen didn't say anything, but burst into laughter.
Hahahaha!
Hahahaha!
"What are you two laughing about?" Ye Xiaobai asked, looking puzzled.
"I'm laughing at you, your days are numbered!" the Yellow Dragon Sect cultivator laughed.
"What do you mean?" Before Ye Xiaobai could finish speaking, he pretended to be poisoned, clutching his chest and saying with a pained expression, "You also drank the meat soup, so why are you alright?" Ye Xiaobai looked at the cultivator who had drunk the meat soup earlier.
The cultivator smiled and held up a low-grade antidote pill, saying, "Boy, don't you know there's a kind of pill called an antidote pill?"
"You!" Ye Xiaobai struggled for a moment, then pretended to be poisoned and collapsed.
"Be smarter next time! Erhu, go check his storage bag!"
"Yes, brother!"
Just as the cultivator named Erhu walked up to Ye Xiaobai and squatted down to touch Ye Xiaobai's body, a red spiritual energy flashed by, followed by the sound of a head falling to the ground.
Ye Xiaobai immediately flipped over and took his position, ready to face another cultivator from the Yellow Dragon Sect.
The remaining Huanglongmen cultivators, seeing their junior brother killed, roared angrily, "Erhu!" Then, staring at the vigorous Ye Xiaobai, they exclaimed in shock, "You weren't poisoned, kid?"
"You're not the only one with antidote pills!" Ye Xiaobai said with a smile, still playing with his high-grade antidote pills.
"A top-grade antidote pill, kid, you've got some skills. But you must die today!" After saying that, the cultivator took out a spiked club about five feet long and smashed it at Ye Xiaobai.
Ye Xiaobai dared not be careless and immediately activated his flying sword to block. As soon as they made contact, Ye Xiaobai realized that the power of a regular flying sword was no match for it.
After shifting positions in a flash, Ye Xiaobai used his extraordinary divine sense to quickly control multiple flying swords to attack the Yellow Dragon Sect cultivator.
Soon, the cultivator could not withstand the storm of attacks from the four flying swords. Although he occasionally threw out talismans to put up a little resistance, he was quickly killed by Ye Xiaobai's Flying Crimson Flame Sword.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Ye Xiaobai began to meditate and adjust his state.
Today is another fruitful day!