Dare to Eat My Grass

Yan Nu looked around in all directions. The surroundings were an absolute mess, without even a single root of grass left.

The reserve rations prepared at his neck had also blasted into flying debris all over the sky due to the unexpected berserk battle.

Yet right as he was searching for grass, a tall, dark shadow sprinted over rapidly from the distance.

"Damn it, the dog demon really is coming!" Shen Leling rocked as she stood up. Her sensory perception was somewhat poorer than Mr. Feng's, and she only discovered it at this very moment.

"Beans into soldiers!"

Shen Leling had consumed a massive amount of mana just moments ago, and for the time being, beans into soldiers was simply the most cost-effective choice.

Swinging her hand out, thirty Vine Armor Soldiers quickly manifested. Additionally, on the outer edges, there was still a group of Vine Armor Soldiers remaining from the previous battle, numbering over a hundred in total.

"Hold him off!"

At Shen Leling's command, she simultaneously urged Yan Nu to hurry to her side.

"Damn it, how dare you kill my cub?"

A huge voice resounded through the entire scene. The newcomer charged recklessly, plunging straight into the formation of Vine Armor Soldiers.

His strength was terrifying. With a single slap per soldier, he pounded the Vine Armor Soldiers into smithereens.

Only a flurry of flying wood chips could be seen, and the figure easily punched right through the defense line formed by the Vine Armor Soldiers, coming to a stop at the entrance of the immortal cave.

The newcomer was precisely Old Dog Wulong. Visually, he looked just like an elder with the air of an immortal and the bones of a daoist—crane-like hair with a youthful complexion, wearing a long black robe.

With a furious expression, he looked towards his immortal cave... From far away, he had already smelled that his cub was dead.

Giving birth to offspring with spiritual intelligence was extremely difficult. He had fathered over a hundred dogs, and this was the only one that had opened its spiritual apertures!

Right when it was finally about to be nurtured into a demon, it had actually been killed.

He swiftly locked his gaze onto Shen Leling, sniffed his nose, and said, "Abomination, you have a lot of nerve."

Wulong's tone was gloomy and his killing intent was piercing. With his blood-qi sensory divine ability, he instantly discerned who his cub had died at the hands of.

Shen Leling chuckled softly. "A mere dog demon, utterly laughable! A mere old dog even dares to call me an abomination?"

On the surface she remained poised and unruffled, while secretly recovering her mana frantically.

Wulong said proudly, "I received teachings from a lofty scholar, and I am already a righteous path demon cultivator..."

Before he could even finish speaking, Shen Leling directly cut him off: "On the eastern peak of Taihang the morning rays rise, floating above the firmament and ranking below dragons. Since ancient times all have seekers of the dao, not knowing where to worship the immortal sect."

"I was transformed from the spring water of the Heart Cleansing Pool in the Taihang Immortal Sect, once listened to lectures at Ten Thousand Immortals Peak, received teachings from True Lord Yuhe, have my surname carved in Chaoyang Temple, and my name recorded in Tongtian Gorge."

"Never mind slaying a half-demon, even if your master were here in person, I would like to see what foundation he stands on!"

In an instant, the entire scene fell dead silent. Wulong was completely dumbfounded, unable to help himself from swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

He had only said a single sentence, yet Shen Leling had bounced out ten.

Furthermore, she spoke with clear and logical reasoning. Aside from the Taihang Immortal Sect and Ten Thousand Immortals Peak which enjoyed resounding fame, the rest sounded completely mysterious and formidable, making one feel they must be profound even without fully understanding them.

Good heavens, born right inside an immortal sect?

Comparing the two, he suddenly felt he had no face to announce his own background. What could he say? Mount of some unorthodox mountain recluse?

He was originally a man-eating wild dog, purely of untamed origins. Once he bowed in beneath the crotch of a towering figure, in certain circles he could claim to be a righteous path demon cultivator.

Yet if what Shen Leling said was true, compared to such a background, his wild roots were... simply not worth mentioning.

Right as Wulong harbored some doubts,

Shen Leling refused to spare him now that she had the upper hand, pressing the attack while the iron was hot. "I sought immortal herbs on this mountain, but your little dog was arrogant and devoid of manners, and has already been sent by me to the yellow springs. Its skeleton is right inside the immortal cave, so go on in and collect the corpse."

Wulong flew into a terrible rage. Good heavens, you kill my cub in my immortal cave, and you still dare to be this arrogant!

Instantly, terrifying demonic aura erupted from his body, and a pair of canine teeth burst outward, fully a foot and a half long.

Yet suddenly, a thought flickered in his mind, and he noticed a brilliant point: "Immortal herb? What immortal herb?"

"Don't... don't listen to her..." Zhang Quan was almost angered to the point of fainting. He wanted to speak weakly, but unfortunately his injuries were too severe, his breath hanging by a thread.

Wulong's ears twitched slightly, and he turned his head to look at him, recognizing that this was someone from the Zhang family.

He had been notified to come here by a martial artist of the Zhang family, though that martial artist rode his horse rather slowly, while he had arrived first.

Right at this moment, Mr. Feng suddenly let out a cold laugh. "Don't you dare listen to her nonsense. This Heart Cleansing Pool woman only received teachings from True Lord Yuhe and has no formal lineage; she is nothing more than a flower-watering boy beneath his seat."

"A mere boy dares to be arrogant! Wulong, do not fear her. True Lord Yuhe will not make a big fuss over four strands of Dragon Fodder Grass."

"Seize this grass, and the Zhang family and you shall each hold half!"

Wulong stared at him intently. "Dragon Fodder Grass?"

Zhang Quan collapsed on the ground, humming angrily.

Shen Leling glanced at the old ghost, and her gaze subsequently turned stern. "Nonsense! There are only two strands in total, how could there be four?"

Mr. Feng hummed. "Only two strands? Then where are the other two?"

"The other two are naturally... completely gone!" Shen Leling first blurted out, then paused and said they didn't exist.

Mr. Feng said teasingly, "How many strands of grass are there really? Did you truly think you could fool the Zhang family? We went to such great lengths and lost so many experts, do you take it as shooting at nothing!"

Listening to them argue, Wulong swung his head back and forth, feeling that the amount of information was massive.

It was only up to this point that he suddenly reacted. Good grief, I was wondering why the Zhang family wanted to slay demons and eliminate devils. I even thought they had turned over a new leaf—so it was all for the Dragon Fodder Grass!

The person Zhang Quan sent had told him to eliminate a demon, and he had thought to himself, isn't this utter nonsense? Now he was thoroughly enlightened, feeling that this truly matched the Zhang family's style.

"What on earth is Dragon Fodder Grass?" Wulong demanded.

Mr. Feng and Shen Leling both looked at him in surprise, after which Shen Leling revealed a sneer, while Mr. Feng looked somewhat embarrassed.

This left Wulong feeling awkward, and just as he was about to fly into a rage from embarrassment,

Mr. Feng finally spoke: "Ancient sayings state: a single strand of dragon fodder transforms into a dragon steed. Mediocre horses feeding on it travel a thousand li in a single day... King Mu once used this to raise his Eight Steeds."

Wulong frowned. "What does it look like?"

Mr. Feng pointed at Shen Leling. "She definitely knows. You and I will join forces to capture her and interrogate her closely."

"This woman has already been schemed against by us, burned by Mortal World Fire to the Mystical Stage... not worth mentioning."

Saying this, Mr. Feng sneered at Shen Leling. "Heart Cleansing Pool woman, you killed so many of our experts and almost made you win, but in the end you didn't calculate that Wulong would rush back this fast, did you?"

"Your body has given birth to Calamity Tribulation, could you foresee this tribulation? Hmph, today at Flag Mountain, the heavenly secrets are in chaos, destined for your stratagem to fall short by a single move!"

Listening to this, Wulong furrowed his brow deeply. What? Body has given birth to Calamity Tribulation, this female demon was originally at the Calamity Tribulation Stage?

Schemed against and burned down to the Mystical Stage, and she still killed so many experts of the Zhang family?

Wulong looked at the chaotic scene and situation. Good heavens, Zhang Quan's side has basically suffered a complete defeat. If I had arrived even a little later, it seems the female demon might have been able to leave.

Although that old ghost's every sentence was 'not worth mentioning', Wulong actually began to harbor doubts in his heart after listening.

Hm? Today at Flag Mountain, the heavenly secrets are in chaos?

Wulong narrowed his eyes, his hand reaching into his sleeve to fish out a pair of Six Lines Dice, casually casting a few divinations.

Any mystic practitioner worth their salt knew how to divine; this was basically a fundamental skill. Over the years, he had styled himself as Old Daoist Wulong, drawing close to famous scholars, so of course he had to know how.

Other things might not be calculated well, but the point about 'heavenly secrets in chaos' was the easiest to calculate...

It really is heavenly secrets in chaos! Old Daoist Wulong felt a jolt in his heart after calculating, casting a glance at Shen Leling, thinking to himself that it was no wonder Calamity Tribulation Stage cultivators would stumble here.

Before seeking the immortal herb, one could not sense the crisis; by the time they discovered the heavenly secrets were in chaos, it was already too late, and they were inevitably entangled in matters of chaotic heavenly secrets.

Having figured out the situation, Old Daoist Wulong's gaze grew increasingly cold and fierce. Fortune and misfortune are intertwined, fortune and misfortune are interdependent—I'll fight you!

Seeing this, Shen Leling rebuked without the slightest fear, "Old dog, I advise you not to muddy these waters!"

Wulong's lungs were about to explode with anger. This is way too arrogant, this is this old man's territory!

"Ugh... ugh... peop... people..." Seeing him being played around in circles, Zhang Quan desperately wanted to warn him.

Yet he was already paralyzed and on the verge of death, capable only of emitting weak hums with all his might.

Old Dog Wulong sensed something was amiss and turned his head to look at him.

People? There were demons and ghosts at the scene, and indeed there was still a person, but he was completely a mortal without true qi, not even possessing Mortal World Fire—someone he could eat at any moment.

Coupled with his constant focus on the matter of the Dragon Fodder Grass, he had consequently neglected that person's movements.

"Over there... Hm? What is he eating?" Once Wulong concerned himself with this matter and twitched his nose, he could instantly sense Yan Nu's actions.

He saw that taking advantage of everyone's conversation, Yan Nu had unconsciously walked far away to the hillside, his hand stuffing something into his mouth.

It seemed to be... grass!

Wulong was startled in alarm and hurriedly rushed over.

He ran extremely fast, so much so that while running, the knees of his legs suddenly bent backward! Using both hands and feet, his speed surged by another notch instantly!

Seeing that he finally noticed Yan Nu, Shen Leling shouted immediately, "Eat it quickly!"

"What are you eating!" Wulong roared.

Like a streak of black lightning, he had already rushed behind Yan Nu in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that Yan Nu's mouth was stuffed full, he grabbed Yan Nu, spun him around, and frantically pried his mouth open. "Spit it out for me!"

Yet the grass was completely gone, and Yan Nu's mouth was empty.

"Huh? Melts in the mouth? This old man will eat you!"

Wulong was furious, hauling Yan Nu up and directly unleashing the Essence Absorption Secret Art!

This was a spell to refine a person's essence soul. Almost the very first innate ability realized by all demons was this art.

A strand of black Qi enveloped Yan Nu, followed closely by a tremendous suction force.

Yet at the same time, a Water Talisman vein emerged inside Yan Nu's body, neutralizing the black Qi.

Wulong's hand felt as though it had touched electricity, and he couldn't help loosening his grip slightly.

Yan Nu sprang up, leaping directly into the air as he flew up amidst a rumbling sound.

"What!"

Wulong was shocked, gazing upward. His ability to connect with and sense qi instantly detected the grand and majestic energy within Yan Nu's body!

How is this possible! In an instant, going from a mortal without true qi to a monster with three thousand years of true qi?

Seeing Yan Nu complete his replenishment, Shen Leling burst out laughing, mocking him teasingly, "Old dog, I would rather feed it to a mortal than give it to you!"

"Dragon Fodder Grass?!" Wulong's voice was hoarse, his eyeballs locked onto Yan Nu.

Not only was Wulong shockingly bewildered, even Mr. Feng was stunned.

He finally understood how Yan Nu had obtained this entire body of true qi. Good heavens, eat some grass, and your true qi bursts to maximum? This really is an immortal herb?

Mr. Feng twitched the corner of his mouth. Of course he didn't believe it, and he quickly realized that this was Yan Nu's problem, not the grass's problem.

What Dragon Fodder Grass—he had completely gone along with Shen Leling's meaning, casually finding a known immortal herb name.

Seeing Shen Leling mention some immortal herb to attract Wulong's attention, he had simply helped round out the story along the way.

Only at this moment did Mr. Feng understand that Shen Leling had done this to conceal Yan Nu's peculiarity. Along the way, she had also shifted the crux of the conflict onto the 'immortal herb'.

In doing so, it was equivalent to having something that would entangle the enemy.

"Since Yan Nu can recover his strength so simply, this dog is not worth mentioning anymore." Mr. Feng rejoiced inwardly; he had bet correctly.

After Yan Nu dispersed his cultivation, the strength on Water Woman's side simply couldn't possibly be a match for Old Dog Wulong.

Yet he still chose to help Water Woman's side, simply because he was utterly fed up with the Zhang family.

If the Zhang family won, he would still remain a tool for his enemies. Better to take a gamble and help the weaker side.

"Rumble!"

Yan Nu struck fiercely from the sky like a great sun, his entire body blazing with intense light.

Once he completely understood that he could freely mobilize his true qi, he no longer engaged in minor skirmishes. Right off the bat, he went with a thousand years, intending to resolve the battle swiftly.

Consequently, his entire body glowed like a piece of red-hot iron.

And this time, there was even a difference.

He was wearing vine armor, and the high temperature directly ignited it!

With a whoosh, Yan Nu was covered in raging flames as he dive-bombed downward, resembling a fire phoenix in flight.

Wulong watched in a daze. After eating the grass, this mortal not only possessed boundless energy, but his output was also extremely terrifying, capable of ultra-compressing energy.

His physique seemed to have undergone a metamorphosis as well; such a highly concentrated and gathered energy was intensely blazing, yet he was as comfortable in it as a fish in water?

"Boom!"

Wulong likewise mobilized his massive mana to protect his entire body, bared his fangs, and met the charge head-on.

A shocking collision resounded through the mountains, flames and black Qi billowing outward following the shockwave.

Wulong was not adept at spellcasting and preferred to use mana to reinforce his physical combat abilities.

Yet at this moment, he was sent flying backward, continuously smashing and destroying ten large trees.

"Pfft!" Wulong spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up, brimming with killing intent.

He was no longer in the appearance of an elder, having transformed into an upright, black-skinned big dog.

"Just a few breaths ago, this person was still a mortal! A complete nobody! Yet now he can rival me!"

"A single strand of dragon fodder transforms into a dragon steed. Mediocre horses feeding on it travel a thousand li in a single day!"

He instantly thought of the description regarding the Dragon Fodder Grass. Wasn't this shedding one's mortal frame and exchanging one's bones? Wasn't this traveling a thousand li in a single day?

Ascending to heaven in a single step, transforming into a dragon and soaring in a single day.

Watching Yan Nu's fiery light pierce the pitch-black night, resembling a fiery shooting star continuously magnifying in his vision,

Old Dog Wulong was so infuriated that his eyeballs turned green.

"Damn it! How dare you eat my grass!"

p.s: Sorry.