The moment he took the package, he almost dropped it.
’Whoa, this thing is heavy.’
Li Changsheng was shocked, but his expression grew even more enthusiastic. He turned his head and shouted, "Senior Brother Mu, come on in and have some tea!"
"I actually have a few things I’d like to ask you."
"Hm? Oh!"
Seeing his enthusiastic face, Mu Feng’s mouth twitched. He opened his mouth slightly, looking like he wanted to say something but was holding back.
"Come on, Senior Brother Mu."
Li Changsheng urged when he saw him standing still.
Mu Feng nodded blankly and said dryly, "Okay."
The two entered the wooden cabin.
As Mu Feng stared in a daze, Li Changsheng carried the package to a wooden chest by the bed and placed it inside. He then took out a palm-sized paper packet before locking the chest.
"Have a seat, Senior Brother Mu. Make yourself at home."
Li Changsheng smiled and gestured for him to sit down. He opened the paper packet and put a pinch of dry-looking tea leaves into the teapot.
Before Mu Feng’s stunned eyes,
Li Changsheng, as if performing a magic trick, pulled a tea set out from under the bed and found a few pieces of charcoal.
Then he started a fire, boiled the water, and rinsed the leaves.
The whole process was as smooth as flowing water, a delight to watch. It left Mu Feng so stunned that he almost forgot about the package.
"Junior Brother Li, I..." Mu Feng collected himself and started to speak.
Li Changsheng raised a hand to stop him, his expression solemn. "Senior Brother Mu, don’t mind the trouble I’m taking with the tea. You’ll understand once you taste it. The flavor is completely different from any other tea you’ve had."
Mu Feng almost coughed up blood. ’Who asked you about the tea?’
"I...."
Li Changsheng raised his hand again, lifting the teapot high. The scalding water flowed like a clear spring, pouring straight into the cup before Mu Feng without a single drop spilled.
Instantly, the fragrance of tea filled the room.
Li Changsheng poured himself a cup, raised his tea bowl, and smiled. "Senior Brother Mu, please!"
"Oh, right... Please."
Mu Feng fumbled to pick up the teacup and downed it in one gulp.
As the tea entered his mouth, Mu Feng’s dark complexion immediately grew darker.
He didn’t taste any tea fragrance, just a bitter flavor, like chewing on dry grass.
Seeing this, Li Changsheng refilled his cup.
This time, however, Mu Feng didn’t drink.
He watched Li Changsheng drink with relish, a look of confusion in his eyes.
’Is it actually good?’
The moment the thought appeared, Mu Feng’s face darkened another shade. He wanted nothing more than to flip the table on the spot.
’What do I care if it tastes good? I want that package!’
"Junior Brother Li, I..."
BAM...
Li Changsheng slammed his teacup onto the table, his expression suddenly turning incredibly grim.
His words cut off, Mu Feng’s eyes narrowed, and he began to circulate the Spiritual Power in his body.
Just then, Li Changsheng said gravely, "Senior Brother, did you know? A couple of days ago, someone tried to kill me!"
"Huh?"
Li Changsheng’s face was grim. "Luckily, I had a few tricks to protect myself. Otherwise, I really would have died at that villain’s hands."
"Tricks? What kind of tricks?"
Mu Feng’s gaze shifted, looking above Li Changsheng’s head.
"This is...!!"
Mu Feng’s pupils shrank, his heart filled with shock.
He then quietly dispersed the Spiritual Power he had gathered. Looking at the young man before him, he suddenly felt he could no longer see through this neighbor of his.
Of course he knew Li Changsheng had been attacked. It had been a tradition in Beast Valley for over a decade.
He had even come over to check. Seeing the empty animal pen, he had assumed his neighbor was already dead.
But to his surprise, the man hadn’t died.
Not only was he not dead, but it looked like he had even mastered a first-rank top-grade magic!
This was a magic that he himself wouldn’t dare to cultivate, yet the young man before him had mastered it! And it seemed he had even achieved minor proficiency!
’Damn it, doesn’t he have a no-attribute Spirit Vein?’ Mu Feng cursed inwardly, completely abandoning any thought of making a move.
He had no desire to experience the power of a first-rank top-grade magic firsthand.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room froze.
At this point, Li Changsheng looked straight at Mu Feng and asked, "Senior Brother Mu, do you know what’s going on?"
"This..."
Mu Feng’s eyes flickered away, his expression hesitant.
Seeing this, Li Changsheng’s eyes lit up, and he quickly pressed, "Senior Brother Mu, you definitely know, don’t you!"
Mu Feng remained silent, his expression indecisive.
AWOOO...
And just then, a high-pitched, drawn-out wolf’s howl reached the room.
Mu Feng’s face changed drastically, and he scrambled to run outside.
Li Changsheng was also alarmed and uncertain, and he followed close behind.
Outside the cabin, Mu Feng stared blankly at the center of the Beast Valley, his mouth moving.
Li Changsheng walked over and heard Mu Feng muttering, "It’s too late, it’s too late..."
"What’s too late?" Li Changsheng looked towards the center of the Beast Valley. Other than the howl just now, there was nothing out of the ordinary.
Mu Feng suddenly turned around, his face savage, and roared, "What’s too late? Do you know who made that howl?"
"It was a demon! A demon of the Vein Condensation Realm!"
"A demon that could smash you into paste with a single swipe of its claw, do you get it?! Huh?!"
"A demon? The Vein Condensation Realm?"
Li Changsheng was stunned for a moment. He searched his mind but found no related memories.
Seeing his confused expression, Mu Feng laughed in exasperation.
"Hah! So what if you don’t have a useless Spirit Vein? You’re still an idiot who doesn’t know a thing!"
Hearing this, Li Changsheng’s brow furrowed, his expression turning sour.
Mu Feng continued relentlessly, mocking him, "So what if you’ve cultivated a first-rank top-grade magic? In the hands of that demon, you’re still just a slightly bigger ant."
Mu Feng’s words made Li Changsheng’s eyes twitch. ’How does he know I cultivated the Insect Seal?’
"I can tell from your face you don’t know anything."
It was as if Mu Feng had taken off a mask, his words growing more vicious. "Do you know how the Cultivation Realms are divided? You don’t, do you?"
"Do you know what you are in the eyes of those high and mighty figures? You probably don’t know that either, do you?"
"You think you’re really a disciple of the Cyan Yang Sect? How ridiculous!"
"You think you..."
By now, Li Changsheng’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Not wanting to listen to his rambling any longer, a thought stirred in his mind.
BUZZ...
A swarm of insects suddenly flew up from the roof of the animal pen, reaching Mu Feng in the blink of an eye.
Mu Feng heard the sound and subconsciously turned his head to look.
By the time he saw what they were, hundreds of Red-winged Blood Worms, shimmering with Spiritual Qi, had already surrounded him, their menacing mouthparts aimed right at him.
Mu Feng’s mouth hung slightly open, the words seemingly stuck in his throat, coming to an abrupt halt.
"Are you done talking?"
A brilliant smile spread across Li Changsheng’s face. "I believe Senior Brother Mu is going to explain everything to me, carefully and without missing a single detail."
"Isn’t that right, my good neighbor, Senior... Brother... Mu?"
Mu Feng stiffly turned his head. Looking at the young man before him, he swallowed hard and said with difficulty, "Yes, Senior... Brother... Li. I can definitely explain it all clearly."
Mu Feng forced a smile while roaring in his heart, ’Damn it! His magic is the Spirit Insect Manipulator type, the most troublesome kind there is!’
’Splitting his mind to control so many, isn’t he afraid of going insane?!’
’No, he is a madman! What sane person would control so many spirit insects!’
Now he finally understood why Li Changsheng could cultivate a first-rank top-grade magic to the point of minor proficiency.
With magic involving spirit insects, as long as you weren’t afraid of going mad, you could keep splitting your consciousness until your soul could no longer bear it.
Li Changsheng waved his hand. The Red-winged Blood Worms retracted their Spiritual Qi but continued to circle around Mu Feng.
’Where did he even find so many spirit insects!’