Who Let Him Cultivate Immortality!
Chapter 48

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The ten water buffaloes, seeing that the battle was over and they were no longer needed, disappeared into thin air and returned to the spirit fields.

"How are you? Can you get up?" Man Gu stepped forward with concern. Lu Yang's decisive azure sword had convinced him.

Although he and Meng Jingzhou had assisted in injuring the Tiger Demon, Man Gu suspected that even without their help, Lu Yang's sword could have killed the Tiger Demon.

Lu Yang consumed a packet of Qi Recovery Powder, and his breathing quickly returned to normal. His aura was also steadily improving, at a speed that a few Qi Recovery Pills could never achieve.

"I should have bought Qi Recovery Pills. This Qi Recovery Powder is too dry." Lu Yang muttered, then activated the Water Condensing Art. A small ball of water appeared at his fingertip, and a water column two fingers wide extended into Lu Yang's mouth.

"Were you using Size as Desired just now?" Meng Jingzhou asked. Seeing Lu Yang suddenly shrink and then grow, he found the move familiar, like the Size as Desired spell used by an uncle in his clan.

But as far as he knew, this spell was extremely difficult to cultivate, with a very high threshold. It was impossible to succeed before the Golden Core Stage.

"Something similar. I'm using the spell 'Inch Size'."

"Inch Size?" Meng Jingzhou was filled with question marks. As a member of the Meng family, he had heard of all kinds of spells, but this "Inch Size" spell felt particularly foreign.

Could it be a spell created by Senior Disciple Sister Yun Zhi?

Thinking about it that way, it made sense.

"This humble one, Lan Ting, greets the three Fellow Daoists." Lan Ting walked over gracefully.

"We three are disciples of the Dao Seeking Sect. This is Meng Jingzhou, and this is Man Gu." Lu Yang introduced. In the urgent situation earlier, he had only introduced himself.

"So, Fellow Daoist Meng and Fellow Daoist Man Gu." It was clear that Lan Ting was very cultured, treating everyone politely. Earlier, she hadn't driven away Qi Wu and the other mortals, and had taken shelter from the rain in the Mountain God temple.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lan Ting, for your help. Otherwise, if these two Tiger Demons had attacked together, it would have been very troublesome, and we might have failed the mission." Lu Yang thanked her.

This was just polite talk. The three of them still had trump cards they hadn't used.

"So, this is your mission." Lan Ting didn't say much. She had come down the mountain this time to complete a secret mission as well.

It was just that she was unfamiliar with the place. She hadn't gone down the mountain during the day, and then she encountered a rainy night. She wanted to find a place to stay, but she didn't expect to run into such a thing.

"This humble one knows a little about Rune Arts. The tiger skins of these two Tiger Demons look good. Could you part with them and give them to this humble one?"

"Of course." Lu Yang smiled. "Is there anything else Fellow Daoist Lan Ting needs? Take whatever you want."

Tiger skins were valuable, but they were not comparable to the help Lan Ting had provided.

Lan Ting shook her head and didn't mention any more requests.

Man Gu had lived in the wilderness with his parents since he was a child, and he was very familiar with skinning. He put two fingers together, sharper than a pig-slaughtering knife, and with a few quick strokes, he completely skinned the two tigers.

After Lan Ting accepted the tiger skins, she politely said goodbye to Lu Yang and the others, and disappeared into the depths of the mountains.

His Senior Disciple Sisters had told her that when her mental fortitude wasn't strong enough, she shouldn't rashly approach people from the Dao Seeking Sect, lest she be assimilated.

"Jingzhou, do you want the tiger bones and tiger penis?"

Meng Jingzhou was confused. "What would I do with tiger bones and a tiger penis?"

Lu Yang smiled mischievously. "To invigorate your yang."

"Get lost!"

Did he, with his Pure Yang Spirit Root, need to invigorate his yang? If he invigorated it any more, could his body still handle it?

"Put away these two Tiger Demons. This is important evidence for completing our mission." Lu Yang took out his identity jade pendant, rubbed his thumb on it, and the bodies of the two Tiger Demons were stored in the jade pendant.

The jade pendant could also be used as a storage ring.

"Let's go. The female Tiger Demon made quite a commotion when she came, knocking down many trees. We can just follow the traces she left in reverse and should be able to find their lair."

The two Tiger Demons had been entrenched in Songshan for many years and must have a lair.

The heavy rain had no effect on the three of them. Any Rain Repelling Charm could keep them dry.

Following the fallen trees and cracked boulders, the three soon found the Tiger Demon's lair.

It was a cave three meters high, dark and gloomy, and they couldn't see inside.

"Does anyone have a torch?" Man Gu asked. He couldn't see anything in the cave, and there might be traps.

He had read in books that this kind of strange cave was most suitable for setting up traps, like accidentally stepping on a brick, and arrows from the walls on both sides piercing people into beehives.

Or suddenly a burst of poisonous gas would come out and poison people to death.

At worst, a boulder would roll down and crush people to death.

"Who would set up so many traps in their home? Are they afraid of getting home too easily?" Lu Yang was speechless, feeling that Man Gu was always diverging his thoughts in strange places.

Even so, a torch would add to the atmosphere of exploration.

Outside the cave, it was pouring rain. Inside the cave, the three of them held torches and discovered a treasure. The atmosphere was exciting just thinking about it.

"Who carries a torch around for no reason?" Meng Jingzhou complained. They were cultivators. Why use a torch when they had fire control techniques?

"You have to open your mind." As Lu Yang spoke, he took out a Fried Dough Stick, and a spark ignited it. Immediately, the entire Fried Dough Stick began to burn.

It looked like it could burn for a long time.

Lu Yang held the burning Fried Dough Stick without fear of being burned, looking smug.

The cafeteria's things were really useful. Besides being able to eat and fight, they could also be used as torches.

Man Gu suddenly understood. As expected, he could learn something by following Brother Lu.

Lu Yang walked in front, holding a lit Fried Dough Stick, with Man Gu and Meng Jingzhou following closely behind.

There were no traps as Man Gu had imagined.

There were only the lairs of beasts.

The rare treasures of merchants, the classics and historical collections of scholars, the martial arts manuals of warriors...

These things didn't need to be handed over to the sect; they were considered their spoils of war.

"Jewels and antiques..." Among the three, Meng Jingzhou was the most knowledgeable, so he was responsible for identifying the origins of these items.

"A teacup from a hundred years ago isn't worth much." For cultivators, a hundred years passed by like a fleeting moment; it was very short. Any random item in their homes could be hundreds of years old.

In the world of cultivation, antiques were the least valuable things; only mortals treasured them.

"A rusty iron saber. What did the Tiger Demon keep this thing for? To sharpen its teeth?" Meng Jingzhou shook his head.

Lu Yang thought to himself, Don't underestimate that rusty iron saber. Do you believe I can give you tetanus with one strike?

"Pictographic Fist? If I remember correctly, isn't it a folk martial art that imitates animals?" Meng Jingzhou flipped through a few pages, lost interest, and tossed it to Lu Yang.

Lu Yang was a little interested and planned to practice it when he had time in a few days.

"Words of the Sage..." Meng Jingzhou sneered repeatedly, "What's the use of two beasts holding Words of the Sage? Aren't they still beasts?"

Words of the Sage was an introductory book for Confucian Cultivators, recording the earnest teachings of the sages. Man Gu knew the contents by heart and had a deep understanding of them.

Man Gu put away Words of the Sage, not because the book was worth much, but because the book had an extraordinary status, so it should be properly put away.

This was respect for the sages.

"Hmm? There's a letter here, written to the Tiger Demon?"

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