After refining the Star Soul Grass, Ye Shu turned and left.
Facing the cave full of storage rings and treasures, he didn’t linger for a moment.
Indecision leads to trouble.
The Lion King could return at any time, and he might not be as easy to talk to as the Little Beast.
Perhaps before the Little Beast could even speak, a single claw would send him to the afterlife—there would be nowhere to even cry about it.
However, the Little Beast ran in front and blocked him.
“Wooo!”
“Bu jiu, bu jiu!”
This time, it extended its small claws, pointed at itself, then at Ye Shu, drew a large circle with both claws, pressed them together, and then pointed at the two treasures he had not chosen, pushing them forward.
“You mean, as long as I stay and keep you company, all these treasures can be mine?”
Ye Shu pondered for a moment before asking tentatively.
“Awoo!”
The Little Beast nodded immediately, placing its small claws obediently in front of it in an incredibly cute posture, looking at him expectantly.
Lin Qingxue, standing to the side, was speechless.
How should she put it?
As expected of this guy; he looked decent enough but was quite the deceiver—even a wild beast couldn’t resist his charm.
However, Ye Shu remained unmoved.
He simply left a cold sentence: “I will not stop for anyone,” and continued walking out of the cave.
“Wooo wooo wooo!”
Seeing him leave, the Little Beast grew anxious.
It hurriedly ran forward, bit onto Ye Shu’s pant leg, pointed its small claws at the cave full of storage rings, and pushed forward again, as if telling him that if there weren’t enough treasures, there were more here!
Ye Shu stopped and patted its head.
“Little fellow, it’s not a matter of money.”
Staying here would certainly be nice.
The vastness of the Magical Beast Mountain Range was enough to ensure no one could find him, not to mention having the protection of the Rank Five Demonic Beast, the Purple Crystal Lion King.
Life could be quite comfortable.
But hiding away in one place wasn’t his style.
Given his current situation…
Losing his drive would only lead to a miserable death.
So Ye Shu did not stay.
He resolutely pulled his foot away and walked toward the cave entrance.
“Wooo!”
The Little Beast wanted to block him again, but a brilliant sword light flashed before its eyes, landing between it and Ye Shu.
“If you step forward again, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
Ye Shu withdrew his sword, gave the Little Beast one last look, and then turned to leave.
“Wooo…”
Watching his departing back, the Little Beast hesitated several times but ultimately stayed where it was, letting out low whimpers filled with attachment and reluctance.
Outside the cave, even Xiao Bai couldn’t stand it anymore, pointing at Ye Shu’s nose and scolding, “Hey, hey, hey, aren’t you being too heartless?”
“Even if you don’t stay, you could have taken it with you, right?”
“A Purple Crystal Lion King cub would grow into a very powerful combat force in the future!
And it likes you so much.”
“Take it with me?”
Ye Shu didn’t stop, replying indifferently, “You mean I should divert resources to raise a pet whose strength will never exceed mine?
In this world where enemies surround me and everyone wants to kill me?”
“In this world full of individual might, I see no necessity in bringing it along.”
“That…
that makes sense.” Xiao Bai was stunned.
Ye Shu said no more, simply walking forward in silence.
Lin Qingxue, following behind him, glanced back at the glittering storage rings in the cave, finally withdrawing her gaze reluctantly and quickening her pace to keep up with Ye Shu.
The most important thing now was to follow this guy to avoid being hacked to death by Sect Master Feng Mengli.
Lin Qingxue’s heart was bleeding.
So many storage rings—how many good things must be inside?
Could there be damaged Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques that the Lion King failed to recognize?
Could there be Nine-Revolution Golden Cores?
Could there be…
She couldn’t think about it anymore.
“Where exactly are we going?” Lin Qingxue shook her head and couldn’t help but ask Ye Shu.
Because after leaving the beast’s nest, Ye Shu didn’t go to find Sect Master Feng Mengli; instead, he walked in the completely opposite direction.
Lin Qingxue was completely baffled.
She couldn’t understand what this guy was doing.
According to the memories of her past life, this guy should have rushed toward the source of the explosion with a panicked face after hearing it, found the heavily injured Sect Master Feng Mengli halfway, and then taken her to a hidden place to care for her meticulously.
Through a series of coincidences—actually his secret designs—he would have captured her heart.
But now, he was looting the Lion King’s home, lecturing the Little Beast on rules when resources were within reach, and even rejecting the Little Beast.
This series of actions was completely inconsistent with the greedy and lecherous figure in her memory who took advantage of every opportunity.
Just as she asked, Ye Shu suddenly stopped.
“Ouch!”
Caught off guard, Lin Qingxue slammed hard into his back.
Clutching her aching nose with teary eyes, she said, “Why did you stop so suddenly?”
Ye Shu stood in place, his ears twitching.
“Don’t talk.
Listen.”
“Listen?” Lin Qingxue looked around in confusion, pricked up her ears to listen carefully for a while, and then said blankly, “There’s no sound at all.”
“Exactly.
There is no sound at all.”
Ye Shu’s gaze was deep as he looked toward where the explosion had come from.
“They’ve finished fighting, or rather…
she has lost her patience.”
Having said that, under Lin Qingxue’s confused gaze…
A green light flashed in Ye Shu’s left hand as he grasped the xiongyuan sword and sat cross-legged.
His right hand scribbled on the ground, writing three lines of words.
He said to the dazed Lin Qingxue, “When we see someone in a moment, ask these three questions for me.”
“Eh?
How do you know someone will show up?”
Lin Qingxue glanced at those lines and found them strangely familiar.
Before she could react, she saw Ye Shu pick up a Medicinal Pill with a metallic luster in his right hand and swallow it abruptly.
Taking advantage of the interval while the iron armor pill’s medicinal power was dispersing, he pulled out all the Qi Recovery Pills he had refined over the past few days—over a hundred in total—and swallowed them all in one go.
“Ye Shu!
Why are you doing this?”
Danxia was shocked and instinctively raised her hand to soothe the violent Spiritual Qi in his body, but she was stopped by Ye Shu’s gaze.
If it wasn’t necessary, he really didn’t want to owe anyone a favor.
First time is difficult, the second time is easy.
Everything has a first time.
It’s tight at the start, but much looser later on.
Ye Shu was the same now.
After experiencing the body-tearing of the iron armor pill and the dance of Spiritual Qi with Danxia for the first time, he had vaguely grasped the balance of Spiritual Qi circulation.
Crack…
crack, crack, crack…
Accompanied by subtle cracking sounds, Ye Shu’s skin sloughed off like powder and then split open, eventually turning into shards like broken porcelain that floated quietly in the air.
A terrifying Spiritual Pressure emanated from between his skin and flesh.
Beneath it were pale blue bands of light, clearly visible like the veins of a leaf.
The Circumference of Heavenly Stars was pushed to its limit by Ye Shu, with Spiritual Qi circulating through his major acupoints like a game of passing the parcel.
He even utilized his broken Dantian, letting the Spiritual Qi flow through its cracks to relieve the pressure.
For a moment, he actually didn’t explode and die.
Lin Qingxue’s beautiful eyes widened, stunned by this incredible scene.
When she had woken up that night, she only felt it was terrifying.
Now, under the sunlight, through the mottled shadows of the trees, every inch of broken skin against Ye Shu’s resolute and silent profile actually carried an indescribable broken beauty.
Calm, determined, completely disregarding life and death.
As people say: a serious man is the most handsome.
At this moment, Ye Shu exuded a unique charm from head to toe.
“Is this guy…
an iron man?”
Lin Qingxue murmured softly.
Such pain, yet he didn’t even make a sound.
In fact, if he could make a sound, Ye Shu would have screamed louder than anyone; he would never hold back if there were a chance to release the pressure.
The problem was that the side effects of the iron armor pill made it difficult for him to move.
Otherwise, he would have screamed long ago.
“Buzz!”
Pure Spiritual Qi flowed along his left arm, slowly and steadily injecting into the xiongyuan sword.
The blade glowed gradually with the injection of Spiritual Qi, vibrating like an excited cicada due to the extreme abundance of energy.
After the shock, Lin Qingxue frowned.
But why was he doing this?
Soon, Lin Qingxue’s confusion was answered.
Because a beautiful figure was descending from the sky, landing ten zhang away from them.
“Ye Shu, I’ve come to kill you.”