Now that he had gotten his answers, Cui Jiuyang held back no longer and gave them a quick death.
He waved at the stupid bird and said flatly, "Hungry? Here's an extra meal."
By now, the stupid skeletal bird was filled with awe and fear of Cui Jiuyang. At his words, it immediately opened its beak, lined with sharp teeth, let out a piercing screech, and pounced on the immobilized monks. After a flurry of noisy chewing, it had devoured them completely in moments, leaving not even a splinter of bone.
Once entered into the Five Warlords Register, they became Cui Jiuyang's private soldiers, utterly loyal.
After finishing off the monks, the damned bird answered Cui Jiuyang's further questions, telling him everything it knew about the old monk Hai Guang's background.
Cui Jiuyang nodded in satisfaction and casually refined the magical artifact he had found on the monks-a tiny Conch Boat.
He tossed the Conch Boat onto the sea, and it immediately grew in the wind, transforming into an exquisite shell-shaped boat several yards long.
Cui Jiuyang stepped aboard the Conch Boat, turned its bow, and sped toward Guanchao Temple, cutting through wind and waves.
Chapter 231: The spirit of Zen
The sea breeze carried a salty dampness, but it could not disperse the fury churning in Cui Jiuyang's heart.
After all, he had only met Chen Fengzhu and the simple fishermen aboard the boat by chance.
They had exchanged a few words in that courtyard in Chen Family Village. They could not even be called friends.
In fact, throughout most of the fishing boat's voyage, Cui Jiuyang had meditated with his eyes closed, while those honest, guileless fishermen worked quietly on deck, never daring to disturb him without good reason.
Thus, Cui Jiuyang had to make a great effort