Bulls, It's Normal to Like Bragging

Then, the two saw a blue-robed youth and a golden ox sitting by the campfire.

Behind the blue-robed youth stood four burly middle-aged men.

Seeing the golden ox, the old man was visibly startled. Then, both of them fixed their gaze on Lu Yiping.

The old man, He Shao, cupped his hands toward Lu Yiping and said, "We were passing by and intended to enter the valley to take shelter for the night. We didn't mean to disturb you all."

Lu Yiping smiled. "No trouble. Sit." He pointed to the opposite side of the campfire. "We were getting bored drinking alone anyway."

The old man He Shao chuckled. "Then I won't stand on ceremony." He and the woman sat down across the fire.

Lu Yiping tossed two jars of wine over and said, "This wine is something I brewed when I had nothing better to do. It doesn't have any rare ingredients, but the taste isn't bad."

He Shao opened the jar and sniffed it. Well-versed in medicine, he wasn't worried about the wine being tampered with. He smiled and said, "Then many thanks, young friend." He took a gulp.

As the wine entered his body, it felt like a fire dragon surging up.

And it carried an indescribable icy coolness.

He Shao felt an indescribable comfort throughout his entire body.

Startled, he took another gulp and savored it carefully.

"Young friend, did you brew this wine with Ice Flame Fruit?" he asked eagerly.

"Ice Flame Fruit!" The woman, Yu Xin, was shocked.

Ice Flame Fruit—their Medicine King Hall had two of them, stored deep in the treasury. Even when refining divine-grade elixirs, the Medicine King Hall couldn't bear to use the Ice Flame Fruit.

But this wine actually had Ice Flame Fruit among its ingredients?

Seeing the astonished looks on He Shao and the woman, Lu Yiping smiled. "Yes, there's Ice Flame Fruit."

Ice Flame Fruit?

He had used a total of a hundred ingredients to brew this wine.

Ice Flame Fruit was among the most common.

Hearing Lu Yiping confirm that the wine indeed contained Ice Flame Fruit, the old man He Shao and the woman Yu Xin were deeply shaken.

The old man He Shao suddenly and carefully re-covered the jar he had opened.

He smiled apologetically at Lu Yiping. "Young friend, this wine is too precious. I'd like to save it and savor it slowly back home."

Lu Yiping chuckled.

But the Dragon Horn Golden Ox said to the old man He Shao, "Little one, stop calling my master 'young friend' all the time. My master is much older than you."

He Shao was taken aback.

Yu Xin laughed at this. "Your master is older than my master? My master has drunk enough wine to fill the Heavenly God River."

The Heavenly God River was a legendary river in the Hengyuan Plane, stretching endlessly across several continents.

The Dragon Horn Golden Ox glared and was about to retort, but Lu Yiping shook his head and stopped him with a look, so the ox let it go.

"But seriously, I've never seen a golden ox before." Yu Xin looked the Dragon Horn Golden Ox up and down.

The Dragon Horn Golden Ox put on a serious expression. "Your lord is the one and only Dragon Horn Golden Ox in heaven and earth."

"The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons!"

"The Ancestor of Thunder Gods!"

"The Emperor of the Dragon Clan."

Yu Xin looked at the golden ox, who was introducing himself with such a straight face, and burst out laughing.

An ox, the Ancestor of Thunder Gods? And the Emperor of the Dragon Clan?

He Shao also smiled.

Lu Yiping said to them, "This ox of mine always likes to brag. Don't listen to his nonsense."

Yu Xin covered her mouth with a smile. "An ox liking to brag is only natural."

The Dragon Horn Golden Ox's face turned green.

The three of them and the ox drank wine, ate roasted meat, and chatted idly.

Before they knew it.

A night had passed.

The sky was bright.

Outside, the Death Spirits and corpses had thinned out considerably.

He Shao stood up and said to Lu Yiping, "We still have matters to attend to, so we'll take our leave here. I am deeply grateful for the wine you gifted me, Young Master Lu." After a moment's thought, he took a book from his bosom and said, "This book records some of my insights on medicine. Please accept it, Young Master Lu."

Yu Xin was stunned. This book was her master's labor of love, and he was going to give it to this Lu Yiping?

Lu Yiping glanced at the book in He Shao's hand, then smiled. "No need. My library has plenty of books on medicine."

He had almost all the secret manuals from the Medicine God Valley back in the day.

From Wu Mo's memories, he knew that the Medicine King Hall was actually founded by an outer disciple of the Medicine God Valley.

He Shao saw that Lu Yiping hadn't accepted the gift, paused briefly, then smiled and said, "In that case, if Young Master Lu ever has time, remember to come find me at the Medicine King Hall. I'll be sure to treat you to some fine wine!"

Lu Yiping nodded.

After that, He Shao and Yu Xin took their leave.

Once the two had departed, Lu Yiping also rose and left the Mountain Valley with the Dragon Horn Golden Ox and the others. The Gray-Haired Elder Wu Mo hadn't set up the Soul Locking Purgatory Great Array many years ago, yet the death aura of the Battlefield of the Gods had lingered undispersed for years. Clearly, it wasn't caused by Wu Mo's array.

Thus, Lu Yiping still had to uncover the true reason and search for Yang Dong's whereabouts.

Meanwhile, after He Shao and Yu Xin left, He Shao suddenly asked, "Yu Xin, what do you make of that Lu Yiping?"

Yu Xin heard this, and the image of Lu Yiping involuntarily surfaced in her mind. She pondered and said, "Like a deep night sky—impossible to see through."

Then she added, "And he's incredibly knowledgeable. He seems to know everything!"

"Also, those four guards are truly strange. The flesh and blood on their bodies looks like it just grew back."

He Shao nodded, his eyes flickering as if lost in thought.

While He Shao and Yu Xin searched for the Phoenix Divine Tree, Lu Yiping and his group arrived before a forest.

This was the infamous Black Prison Forest of the Battlefield of the Gods. Towering ancient trees soared into the sky, all of them black, and the entire forest was shrouded in a black mist, as dark as blood.

Lu Yiping remembered that the Lord of All Gods had fallen here back then.

Zhang Jin and the other three cleared the path ahead as the War Chariot slowly entered the Black Prison Forest.

However, they hadn't been inside long before they heard a beast's roar.

The sound was immense, like rolling thunder, booming without end.