After Xu Yi rattled off a whole theory about how the Immortal Spirit Bead was no longer much use to him and he needed to take things slowly, then put on a stern face, Huang Mei finally accepted it.
He was used to being persuaded by Xu Yi's various crooked arguments anyway. He figured yielding to reason was more dignified than yielding to threats.
Xu Yi fled more than ten thousand li in one breath and landed on an island in the sea. He stopped by the beach, drew over a few coconuts and drank them dry, then stretched out on the sand, letting the tide wash over him and the sea breeze brush across him. He wanted to rest.
Huang Mei didn't ask what the streak of cold light that had shot from Xu Yi's neck at the last moment had been, either. He fell asleep even faster than Xu Yi.
Although Huang Mei hadn't swallowed the corpse aura from that army of more than ten thousand, he had in fact gained no less than Xu Yi this time. Xu Yi had always slaughtered the pigs while he ate the meat; this time, Xu Yi had wiped out more than twenty ghost immortals, and all the billowing Clear Light had gone to Huang Mei. Its quality far surpassed that of corpse aura.
Huang Mei had fallen asleep this time to digest all that corpse aura.
After a good night's sleep, Xu Yi awoke to find plenty of water birds around him. He drew over a few coconuts and drank them all dry. The moment their delicious juice reached his stomach, a blaze of hunger suddenly roared to life.
Chef Xu took pots, bowls, and pans out of his Sumeru Ring and began preparing breakfast.
A pot of fragrant, spicy