Don't Waste Anything But Grain!

Stared at by the sinister gaze from the crane's head, Yang An felt as if he were completely naked, as if he couldn't hide anything from Old Man Fate Crane.

This feeling made him intensely uncomfortable, yet he couldn't resist. Yang An could only force a smile and bow.

"Disciple greets master!"

He had to admit, he was worthy of being a great cultivator. Even though he was far above ground, he was instantly and silently pulled underground, unable to even resist.

In front of Old Man Fate Crane, Yang An could only remain obedient, not daring to have any stray thoughts.

Compared to the crane's head's rather bloody eating habits, Old Man Fate Crane was much more elegant. He leisurely picked up a piece of raw meat with his chopsticks. The bright red, sauce-like liquid dripped down, but in his eyes, it was like a rare delicacy.

"This Flood Dragon's heart and liver are much more tender than the previous one, good!"

Old Man Fate Crane gave a very satisfied evaluation of Mother Diviner True Person's harvest this time before putting down his chopsticks and looking up at Yang An.

"You are much faster than I imagined, good!"

Yang An had initially thought his progress was very fast and might draw questions from Old Man Fate Crane, but he hadn't expected him to simply say this so casually.

It seemed that in Old Man Fate Crane's eyes, reaching the early stage of the False Eater Realm directly from a mortal in such a short time was an extremely common occurrence.

But what made Yang An's back grow colder was that the old fellow's way of evaluating him seemed no different from how he evaluated the meat in front of him.

Just the word "good" – one meant a satisfactory taste, but what did the second one mean?

"Disciple was merely lucky."

Cold sweat broke out on Yang An's forehead without him realizing it.

Old Man Fate Crane clearly had no intention of dwelling on this topic. The crane's head also gave Yang An a meaningful glance before ignoring him and continuing to eat the meat.

Perhaps it only restrained its usual ferocity when eating.

"Mother Diviner has prepared a special meal for you, are you sure you don't want to try it?"

Old Man Fate Crane turned and brought up another matter. Compared to Yang An's cultivation progress, he seemed more interested in Yang An not participating in the Communal Feast Convention.

"Disciple... disciple is not blessed to enjoy it. I can only regretfully decline True Person's kind offer."

He knew that with his current status as Old Man Fate Crane's personal disciple, Mother Diviner would surely treat him favorably, making him different from others.

However, the moment he thought of the scene he had just witnessed, he couldn't bring himself to eat.

Let alone the Flood Dragon's body, even if it were real dragon meat, he wouldn't consider trying it. Who knew what tricks Mother Diviner True Person might have up their sleeve.

Old Man Fate Crane nodded leisurely.

"It's fine if you don't go. Following your master, there will always be food, let alone Flood Dragon flesh and blood, even celestial delicacies from the heavens are not impossible, hehe."

Yang An didn't know if Old Man Fate Crane was bragging, so he just pretended not to hear.

"Since it's about time, we should head back. Pack up and return to the Fate Crane Sect."

Old Man Fate Crane wiped his mouth, cleaning off the bloodstains on his face, and said to Yang An.

So suddenly?

Yang An was stunned at first, but then he remembered that he was now Old Man Fate Crane's disciple. If Old Man Fate Crane wanted to leave, it wasn't something he could control, so he naturally had to follow him back to the Fate Crane Sect.

He just didn't know what kind of place the Fate Crane Sect was.

Thinking of this, Yang An's heart suddenly tensed up.

The crane's head was still greedily eating the meat, ignoring everything, bright red juice splashing everywhere, seemingly not taking Old Man Fate Crane's words to heart.

Logically speaking, although this body had two heads, it only had one stomach. The crane's head's frantic swallowing and chewing showed no signs of being full, like a bottomless pit.

Seeing the crane's head unmoved, Old Man Fate Crane seemed to think of something and suddenly raised an eyebrow.

"Right, there's one more thing to handle before we leave. Since you've become my new disciple, I'll help you take care of this little trouble."

Hearing Old Man Fate Crane's words, Yang An's expression turned confused.

Trouble? What trouble did he have?

Just as he was feeling puzzled by Old Man Fate Crane's words, he suddenly heard several unfamiliar voices from beside him.

"Senior Brother Guangdu, you've broken the precepts!"

"Senior Brother Guangxian, you've also broken the precepts!"

"Nonsense! We haven't broken any precepts! It's just some dead meat, all vegetarian! Vegetarian!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

"..."

The laughter abruptly stopped, and the air suddenly fell into a strange solidification, a silence so profound you could hear a pin drop.

The three cultivators, their mouths full of blood, were laughing ferociously. Suddenly, they found themselves in a strange place. When they saw Yang An standing beside them and then looked at Old Man Fate Crane behind the stone platform, In an instant, a deathly silence fell!

Yang An looked at the three people who had suddenly appeared before him with confusion. He didn't recognize any of them, but the words they had just spoken made him suddenly realize something.

Three monks?... White Buddha Temple!

His heart suddenly leaped. He hadn't expected people from the White Buddha Temple to have tracked him here. He hadn't even detected any signs.

The three were precisely Guangdu and his two companions, who had already infiltrated the Communal Feast Convention.

They had been at the convention just a moment before, happily sharing precious Flood Dragon Demon meat with numerous cultivators. They hadn't expected to suddenly arrive here the next second.

In an instant, especially upon seeing the elder smiling behind the stone platform, the three seemed to realize something.

"Guang... Senior Brother Guangdu..."

Guangzhi, the youngest of the three, looked at Guangdu in a daze. Guangxian beside him did the same.

To be able to pull them to an unknown location in the blink of an eye, without any of them even noticing.

Such terrifying skill was definitely not something True Person Fushi could accomplish.

This meant it wasn't Mother Diviner True Person who discovered them and acted. The elder with two heads before them was undoubtedly a more terrifying existence than Mother Diviner True Person!

"Run!"

Before Guangxian and Guangzhi could react, a low shout suddenly came from beside their ears. The next second, Guangdu instantly turned into a black shadow and lunged towards the stone wall of the cave.

But before he could burrow into the earth, at the moment he was about to reach the stone wall, he seemed to be subjected to some immense pressure and instantly turned into a pulp of flesh, falling heavily to the ground.

At the same time, Guangxian and Guangzhi, who hadn't reacted yet, met the same fate. Almost instantly, as if crushed by some invisible giant, their flesh and blood mixed with torn clothes, even embedding themselves into the cracks in the ground.

Squish—

Yang An was no more than three feet away from these three. The splattering blood instantly drenched him, his coarse clothes immediately dyed red.

A foul, fishy smell assaulted his senses, making him nauseous.

Yang An stood rooted to the spot, staring at the scene with wide eyes. Looking at the bloodstains on his body, he wore an expression of disgust.

He clearly hadn't expected these three to be turned into minced meat without even the slightest ability to resist.

Meanwhile, Old Man Fate Crane looked at the pile of mangled flesh beneath the stone wall and frowned.

"It's a clone! I didn't expect there to be smart ones among those bald donkeys. Interesting!"

With a casual wave, he summoned a gust of foul wind.

The pulp of flesh beneath the stone wall instantly turned into a pile of black incense ash, blown all over the ground by the gust of wind.

The monk called Guangdu was not his true body from the moment he entered here.

Old Man Fate Crane chuckled, having no intention of making another move. It was just an insignificant little bug.

"Let's go, back to the Fate Crane Sect."

He stood up with his hands behind his back, forcefully dragging the crane head that was still eating. This immediately drew a barrage of impolite curses from the crane head.

"Old man, don't push it! You're full and leaving me hungry, I'll XXX your whole family XXX..."

Seeing that he was about to return to the Fate Crane Sect with Old Man Fate Crane, Yang An glanced at the bloody mess on the ground. Although it was disgusting, it was hard-won.

It would be too wasteful to abandon it like this!

As someone who had received a good education, he had to uphold certain traditional virtues.

He wouldn't waste anything but food!

He gritted his teeth and, while the crane head was still confronting Old Man Fate Crane, mustered his courage and walked up to the pile of mangled flesh. Then, he extended his right hand.

An ugly, fanged mouth opened on his palm, as if seeing a delicacy, and greedily widened its maw.