Fierce Battle Just Ended, Stomach Growls; Misunderstanding Resolved, Laughter Remains

This scene reminded Chen Duan of a similar experience he had in an ancient tomb in Qingzhou.

"Trying to run?"

Chen Duan's figure moved, once again turning into afterimages as he lunged towards the fleeing corpse pieces.

"Don't kill them! Throw them all over here!"

Feng Qu Xian's slender body weaved through the mess on the ground. His large mouth opened and closed, swallowing the corpse pieces whole as he shouted at Chen Duan, his voice filled with greed.

Soon, a black ball about the size of a palm, with long legs, was thrown over by Chen Duan. Feng Qu Xian's body sprang forward, his mouth opening into a pouch-like shape, catching the black meatball. With a gulp, he swallowed it down.

Intermittently, more dismembered limbs and shredded meat of various forms were tossed over by Chen Duan. Feng Qu Xian accepted them all without refusal, eating his fill with satisfaction.

However, the remaining corpse pieces seemed to sense something. They all began to swell, then with a series of pops, they exploded one after another, turning into even finer pieces of meat and fleeing for their lives.

Some, as small as maggots, burrowed directly into the soil.

A moment later.

The dust settled.

Old Feng slowly crawled back onto Chen Duan's shoulder. He twisted his body a few times, returning to his normal form.

Despite having devoured a large quantity of corpse pieces, his size had not changed significantly.

"A pity, still let that imposter escape with some..." Old Feng smacked his lips, his tone filled with regret.

"But I estimate less than ten percent remains. Severely weakened, it can't stir up any major trouble..."

Before he could finish speaking.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Chen Duan suddenly swung his fists again, smashing them into the surrounding ground. His fist energy left several shocking deep pits on the earth.

Some corpse pieces that had been lurking in the shallow soil and hadn't had time to escape were directly shattered and torn apart by the fierce True Qi.

Old Feng was startled by the sudden commotion. He cast a lingering glance at Chen Duan, who was maintaining an inflated state beside him, and involuntarily shrunk his head.

To be honest, he hadn't been confident before, unsure if Chen Duan could truly defeat that imposter.

But he had no other choice. Staying by the imposter's side would have meant being devoured and digested sooner or later, becoming nourishment for the other party. In comparison, with Chen Duan, there was at least a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of this, Old Feng felt a complex emotion surge within him.

Huh~ I didn't expect he was just an avatar.

This time, he had been completely set up, used as a tool.

Fortunately, the ending was still relatively safe.

Thanks to residing within Chen Duan for a long time and absorbing a large amount of powerful Blood Essence, he was able to secretly resolve the cold poison at a critical moment and sneakily eat part of the imposter's brain, thus turning the tide.

"Old Feng, anything you want to say? You truly 'betrayed' me this time~"

Chen Duan no longer lingered. He started walking towards Kongling Village, his tone carrying a hint of a teasing smile.

Hearing these words, Old Feng's heart suddenly chilled.

As expected, this matter couldn't be hidden...

Of course, he would never admit it easily.

His eyes darted around, and he immediately began to "recount" the events.

After careful editing and embellishment, he portrayed himself as a hero who endured humiliation, infiltrated the enemy's lair, and ultimately aided Chen Duan in victory through an inside-outside cooperation.

"Hehehe, if this old man hadn't infiltrated the enemy's ranks and dealt a heavy blow to that imposter's mind at a crucial moment, do you think you could have won so easily?"

Feng Qu Xian tried to puff out his small body, stroking his non-existent beard, adopting an air of arrogant pride.

In reality, Chen Duan's victory over the imposter had little to do with him. If Feng Qu Xian hadn't been given the idea to escape and avoid the fight, the battle might have ended even faster.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Chen Duan's footsteps didn't stop. He extended two fingers and pinched Old Feng, lifting him to his eyes.

Those deep eyes, devoid of any emotion, stared intently at Old Feng.

"You... What do you want to do! I warn you not to mess around!" Old Feng panicked as he felt the scrutiny in those eyes.

"Are you done with your story?" Chen Duan's voice was calm.

"Hmph! Here we go again, slandering loyal officials. When have I ever spoken a single false word!" Old Feng shouted, trying to remain calm.

"Whether it's false..." Chen Duan's lips curled into a chilling smile, revealing his white teeth.

"I'll have a taste, and then I'll know."

"You, you, you! You're not me! Even if you swallow me, you won't get my memories, you'll just be wasting it! Ah!!! Stop it, you scoundrel! Let me go!" Old Feng was scared out of his wits, letting out a pig-like scream.

Not long after, they arrived at the former site of Kongling Village.

Chen Duan casually stuffed the dog-like Old Feng back into his body. He found his wooden box, took out the Yellow Medicine, and applied it to the arm of Feng Qu Xian that was under his armpit.

As the medicinal power permeated, the restlessness and rejection from that arm subsided significantly.

However, the exotic internal energy within it was indeed formidable, and coupled with the insidious and stubborn cold poison it carried, it would still require a considerable amount of time and effort to refine it completely.

Crack!

The arm retracted, eventually forming a piece of flesh and skin, dark in color and faintly emitting a chilling aura.

Just then, an intense emptiness surged from his abdomen, accompanied by stomach-rumbling sounds like thunder.

After such strenuous exertion, his body desperately needed to replenish its energy.

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Without hesitation, Chen Duan immediately opened the wooden box and wolfed down all the blood food stored inside.

However, this meager amount was like a drop in the bucket, and the hunger remained.

He raised his head and immediately locked onto a direction.

His body moved, vanishing from his original spot.

Taking advantage of the chaos as the Kong family members hastily retreated after the battle, they suddenly felt the ground shake.

A massive shadow descended from the sky, landing heavily in front of the convoy and kicking up dust.

As the dust settled, the terrifying figure came into view for all the Kong family disciples.

"All units, alert!" Kong Mingcheng's heart was filled with dread. He immediately rushed to the front of the formation, his voice trembling slightly.

After the excitement of the previous battle subsided, facing this monster directly now, the primal fear for their lives immediately gripped everyone's hearts.

The grotesque Multi-armed Demonic Body, and that final fierce tiger, had become nightmares deeply imprinted in their minds, likely unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

Only among those from the Gu Tribe, besides fear, there was still a trace of fanaticism in their eyes.

"Second Brother! Let me go negotiate with Senior Chen!"

Kong Tianpeng instinctively wanted to step forward but was firmly held back by Kong Mingcheng, who pulled him behind.

"Shut up! Get back! He's not the senior you know!"

Kong Mingcheng shouted sternly, his expression grave.

After witnessing the previous battle, he couldn't even be sure if the being before him was human or something else entirely.

If someone like Kong Tianpeng, with his straightforward nature, were to negotiate, and if he accidentally said something offensive and angered the other party, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Kong Mingcheng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart. He cupped his hands respectfully towards the figure in front and spoke, trying to keep his voice steady:

"Senior, may I ask what business you have with us?"

The head tilted slightly, and a muffled voice emerged:

"Got anything to eat?"

The Kong family members were stunned for a moment, followed by boundless terror.

Eat?

He's asking us for food?

Does he intend to treat us as his next meal?

Watching Chen Duan open his large mouth, everyone swallowed hard.

Among the crowd, several people's legs went weak, and they collapsed directly to the ground.

Even more unbearable, some people's crotches became soaked, emitting a foul odor.

Some were purely terrified out of their wits; others harbored a sliver of hope, perhaps if they made themselves dirty and smelly, this monster would be disgusted and spare them?

Kong Mingcheng's face turned pale, his teeth clenched, and a hint of resolve flashed in his eyes.

He took a step forward, raised his head, and shouted loudly:

"Senior! If you need food, then eat me! I am a Five Levels Martial Artist, and my Blood Essence is still quite abundant. They are all too weak, their Blood Essence is thin and useless! I beg you to show mercy and spare them!"

"Brother Cheng!"

"Uncle Cheng!"

"Lord Mingcheng!"

From behind, everyone cried out in sorrow.

They never expected that at this moment of life and death, Kong Mingcheng would be willing to sacrifice himself to give them a chance to live.

The person who had urinated himself in an attempt to save himself was now blushing furiously, filled with shame and nowhere to hide.

Kong Tianpeng rushed to Kong Mingcheng's side again, his neck stiff, his face filled with righteous indignation, "Don't eat my second brother, he's old and his Blood Essence has already begun to decline! If you must eat, eat me! I'm young! My Blood Essence is strong!"

"Tianpeng!" Kong Mingcheng's expression moved.

Inspired by the two of them, the remaining Kong family members behind shed tears. Several people stepped forward, shouting over each other:

"Eat me! I'm not afraid of death!"

"Me! My meat is firm!"

"Tell my father I'm not a coward! I died for the Kong family!"

For a moment, the scene appeared quite "heroic."

Chen Duan frowned. What was wrong with these guys all of a sudden?

He just wanted some blood food, why were they acting like he was going to eat people?

Although he wasn't a saint, he wouldn't stoop to eating anything out of desperation.

He suddenly came to his senses and looked down at himself, still in his inflated state.

Perhaps it was this appearance that had caused some unnecessary misunderstanding.

Crackling sounds Chen Duan's body rapidly shrank, returning to his human form in just a few breaths.

He looked at the group of Kong family members still fighting over the "right to be eaten" and said impatiently:

"I meant blood food, Strange Creature blood food! If you don't want me to eat people, hurry up and find some blood food for me!"

Hearing this, the sounds of fighting abruptly stopped. Everyone froze in place, the resolute and tragic expressions on their faces not yet faded, now tinged with a comical bewilderment.

Huh???