A Safe Journey

The five of them surrounded the Feathered Immortal Herb. Meng Jingzhou in particular held up pure Yang true flame and glared at it menacingly. Knowing it had no chance of escaping, the herb sighed and resigned itself to its fate.

"Fine, fine. I won't run."

Compared to being roasted and eaten right now, being caught and raised was obviously the only way to survive.

"That's more like it." Seeing that the Feathered Immortal Herb had settled down, Meng Jingzhou clenched his fist and put away the flames. Man Gu also sensibly put away the barbecue seasonings.

Man Gu had just cycled through several ancestors, but hadn't yet reached the first ancestor of the Man family's barbecue tradition.

"But let's get one thing straight: you can't eat me. At the very least, you can't eat all of me." The Feathered Immortal Herb regarded the five of them warily.

"Of course."

Immortal herbs at the Little Medicine King level were exceedingly precious. If you could enjoy their benefits a little at a time, who would gobble one up in a single bite? The Little Medicine Kings in the medicine garden were all doing just fine. At most, when needed, a few leaves and rootlets were plucked off them—never enough to damage the main plant.

"Can I trust your promise?" The Feathered Immortal Herb eyed Lu Yang suspiciously. It had watched the battle against the Spirit Transformation cultivator clearly. You were the one with the most tricks up your sleeve, kid.

"I swear to the Immortal of Heavenly Mandate: if I lied just now, may the Immortal of Heavenly Mandate send down a bolt of lightning to strike you!" Lu Yang raised three fingers and swore to the heavens.

"That's a harsh oath!"

Seeing Lu Yang make such a vicious vow, the Feathered