Chapter 662: Kylin Drunk (Part 2)
Erha was humming while placing the treasure box right in the center of the cave. The box exuded an ancient aura, mesmerizingly captivating, making one think it contained some extraordinary treasure.
It howled twice gleefully at Xiang Beifei and then patted the box with its tail. Surprisingly, there were a few words written on the box: Kylin Drunk!
Xiang Beifei looked utterly bewildered.
"Are you crazy?!"
"Awoo awoo!"
Erha said, in traditional medicine, there's "Ren Zhong Huang," "Ye Ming Sha," "Wu Ling Zhi," so why can't there be "Kylin Drunk"?
Xiang Beifei rubbed his forehead, momentarily at a loss for words.
Ren Zhong Huang, Ye Ming Sha, and Wu Ling Zhi are not exactly pleasant things, because their primary component is—feces!
Erha claimed to keep up with the times, so it modeled after those things and named its own leaving "Kylin Drunk," which sounds upscale and classy!
It further argued that it eats spiritual power crystals from the Heavenly Connection realm as snacks, so the "Kylin Drunk" it produces is way better than those things!
Xiang Beifei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
However, after pondering for a moment, he said, "Maybe you should reserve your 'Kylin Drunk' specifically for the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage!"
Erha grinned, indicating that it should be as fun as possible.
Xiang Beifei waved his hand, readjusting the distribution of the Formation.
He disdainfully connected the Formation to the wooden box containing the "Kylin Drunk," so that when the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage entered the Formation, it would first help them locate the "Kylin Drunk."
And then lure them to consume the Kylin Drunk...
"Haha."
Even Xiang Beifei couldn't help but laugh after arranging these Formations.
This idea was truly wicked!
But he had no fondness for the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage. This entity often parasitized human corpses and caused countless harm while in Jiuzhou. Punishing them and then killing them would definitely be satisfying!
"As for the remaining cultivators, well, we can't let them come here for nothing either."
Xiang Beifei waved his hand, slicing off a piece of rock from the top of the cave, and then extending his index finger, he lightly swiped it. His fingertip emitted a black and white aura, writing a "Dao" character on the stone!
The "Dao" character was bold and powerful, deeply engraved, yet appeared elegant and graceful, ethereal and whimsical. At first glance, it was merely a character carved in stone, but upon closer inspection, the "Dao" character seemed to be flowing, maintaining a harmonious balance.
Way of nature, formless and shapeless, without beginning or end.
This was a trace of Dao embryos realized by Xiang Beifei.
In this world, cultivation centers around the Heavenly Dao Laws.
Even the Yi Tribe people cultivate the Dao.
However, in the Desolate Realm, there are few cultivators who can enter the Immortal Realm. The trace of Dao embryos left by Xiang Beifei is enough for experts in the Heavenly Connection realm to comprehend a bit.
Not to mention, even cultivators in the Immortal Realm can't possibly have a stronger understanding of the "Dao" than him.
He left this trace of Dao embryos here, and as for who might obtain it and who might understand it, it would depend on the providence of other Yi Tribe people.
——
Outside the Formation.
Buzz!
A resonance, and the light of the entire Formation reappeared, with massive chains emerging in the air. These chains were incredibly thick, at least hundreds of meters long, densely intertwined like they were locking up the sky.
"This is the same as the legacy of the Bone Mountain Desert Stone Cave!"
Some Yi Tribe cultivators had already recognized these chains!
Among the gathered, some cultivators had been to the Bone Mountain Desert Stone Cave before, so upon seeing these awe-inspiring chains in the sky, they exclaimed in astonishment.
But what they didn't know was that these chains were simply copied by Xiang Beifei, as if playing by ear, just to make it look genuine.
At the same time, crick crack!
The chains in the sky began to shatter, vanishing into the void!
"The Land of Inheritance has opened!"
Countless Yi Tribe cultivators were impatient, rushing inside, willing to give it their all for the sake of inheritance!
"Go!"
At the mountain pass, even the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage stood up immediately, with the leading man being from the late Heavenly Connection stage. He signaled to his companions and dashed into the Formation.
Among the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage, the leading Heavenly Connection expert was a one-eyed man, with his right eye seemingly pierced by an arrow, leaving a gaping hole, through which even brain matter could be seen.
They had entered the Formation, unlike the other Yi Tribe cultivators who were scrambling; they always stayed at the back.
"No need to hurry, every step in this Formation is fraught with danger. Let those Yi Tribe people scout the path first!" The one-eyed man coldly instructed his subordinates.
"Understood."
The other Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage also understood this principle.
They were well aware of the risks involved in such matters. Those who entered first might not necessarily obtain the inheritance or treasure; instead, they would first have to deal with various Formation attacks. Even if they managed to obtain something in the end, they would still have to face the covetous tribal cultivators.
Like the mantis stalking the cicada, oblivious to the oriole behind, the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage people, with their long-standing cunning, preferred to be the oriole.
They proceeded along a forest path, keeping a prudent distance from the other tribal cultivators up ahead. Should danger occur, these tribal cultivators would be the first to fall victim, allowing others to react promptly.
At that very moment—
Whoosh!
Flames suddenly erupted from every leaf in the forest, burning fiercely. It was as if the entire forest had transformed into a raging sea of fire, stretching beyond sight, the air scorched and charred!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Gusts of wind swept through the forest, lifting burning leaves into the air, which drifted like sparks spreading across the sky, revealing no clear path to escape.
"Oh no, this seems like a Fire Formation!"
Tribal cultivators exclaimed in shock, for even those of the Heavenly Connection Realm felt threatened by these flames. A small oversight would reduce them to ashes. All the cultivators quickened their pace and began to run forward.
The one-eyed man frowned. Even he was unsettled by the flames; he wasted no time in sprinting sideways.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The fire intensified, transforming the path ahead into a fiery ocean. In the blink of an eye, the blazing flames engulfed the tribal cultivators at the front. They couldn't even scream as they lost their lives.
"Did they perish in the sea of flames?"
One woman with a severed hand stared in astonishment at the flames ahead.
They had only just set foot inside, and already tribal cultivators were consumed. This indicated the place was fraught with great peril.
"Don't panic! Stay alert!"
The one-eyed man assessed the situation with the flames, quickly identifying a safe route. His single eye gleamed as he barked a command, "This way, to the left!"
He immediately directed his companions to leap toward the left.
Whoosh!
The group dashed through the fiery curtain, emerging into a valley.
The flames were no longer present, only jagged rocks and weeds remained, seemingly safe.
"Fortunately, we were prepared, otherwise we would have perished with them."
The woman with the severed hand breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of those lost to the fire and sneering coldly.
These overconfident tribal people, at least they served as pathfinders, making their deaths worthwhile.
"There's a cave!"
The one-eyed man spotted an opening atop the valley, with a green serpent coiled protectively around it.
Within the cave, a strong aura subtly lingered.
"There's something special in the cave!"
The one-eyed man instantly made his assessment!
"Shall we take a look?" asked the woman with the severed hand.
"Stay vigilant, dangers are lurking around every corner, and we'll need to find another way out later." the one-eyed man replied.
Everyone understood that while entering might be easy, exiting would be challenging, especially since the path they had taken had been completely engulfed by flames.
Hiss!
The green serpent at the cave entrance spotted the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage, hissed loudly, roaring defiantly at the intruders, its tongue flickering menacingly, exuding a formidable aura of a mid-Heavenly Connection Realm!
"Hmph! You think you can stop us?"
The one-eyed man took a step forward!
Swoosh!
A streak of black light!
The mid-Heavenly Connection Realm serpent was instantly cut in two, reducing to ash!
The action was swift and decisive, without any hesitation.
"That didn't seem like a desolate beast," noted the woman with the severed hand.
"Probably a Formation illusion, ignore it for now." the one-eyed man swiftly entered the cave.
The cave was shallow, barely a meter deep. Inside, there was a stone pool filled with yellow liquid. Upon the liquid floated a lotus flower, and in its center rested dozens of thumb-sized pills.
At the edge of the stone pool stood a stele, inscribed with three characters.
Kylin Drunk!