bayedsolid Chapter 373 Grandmaster, what are you pretending to be weak for?
Chapter 373 Grandmaster, what are you pretending to be weak for?
"Master, it's about to self-destruct!"
After the old tortoise discovered the crab demon's purpose, it let out a roar.
With quick reflexes, Wenwen mobilized all her spiritual power and unleashed a barrage of golden spears and arrows that pierced straight into the crab's shell.
Whoosh!
Swish!
Chi Chi Chi!
They directly dug out the crab demon's inner core, and at the last second, in the final 0.001 milliseconds, blasted the inner core away from this sea area.
"boom--"
A mushroom-shaped vortex rises straight from the depths of the sea to the surface!
The crab demon was utterly defeated.
"Sigh, what a pity about the inner core of a sixth-level demon beast."
Wen Qiyuan said with a hint of regret.
"Second Uncle, don't be discouraged. It's okay if the inner core is gone. There are still good things here, hehehe."
Wenwen pointed to the crab demon's corpse, which was missing a claw, and said, "Second Uncle, how do you want to eat this thing? Spicy, braised, or steamed?"
Before Wen Qiyuan could answer, Wen Chengjian and Wen Chengbin carried over the shrimp demon's corpse.
"Little sister, there's still more. I think we can't possibly finish it all."
"This is such a big piece, it'll be enough to feed our family for quite a while."
Actually, the higher the realm of a demon beast, the more abundant and purer its spiritual energy. When a cultivator eats demon beast meat, they need to refine the spiritual energy inside and use it for their own benefit. Only then will their efforts not be in vain. However, not every cultivator can withstand the meat of a high-realm demon beast.
If a cultivator's cultivation level is too low, it will take several days to cultivate and refine the spiritual energy inside a single bite of demon beast meat.
Therefore, among the cultivators in the valley, there are not many who can enjoy a full meal of crab and shrimp meat. It is estimated that only a few people can eat such meals without restraint.
Wenwen and Wen Qiyuan are among the few who are like this.
The uncle and nephew beamed with joy as they looked at the crab and shrimp meat in front of them.
Despite being an adult, Wen Qiyuan couldn't hide the fact that he was a foodie.
Before the group could finish their conversation, the sound of their master's complaints drifted from afar.
"Xiao Chuan, wait for your master! You unfilial disciple, you don't even know how to share the burden."
"Grandmaster, hurry up! What are you pretending to be weak for? Will you die if you take a few more steps?"
The group turned to look.
Ye Jingchuan was seen walking briskly ahead, carrying the head of a ripe shrimp as big as a washbasin, followed by a figure.
Without a doubt, that figure was our grandmaster.
When their grandmaster came into view, they were all completely dumbfounded.
This scene is truly an eyesore.
At this moment, the grandmaster was carrying the front half of the shrimp body, which had lost its head, on his shoulder, while the back half of the shrimp body drooped behind him, with the shrimp tail hanging down to the ground, dragging along.
In the past, my master always had an air of otherworldly elegance, calm and detached in the face of adversity. Now, however, my master's face was beaming with joy, his features were very lively, and even though his face was covered in black marks, it could not hide the happiness and joy emanating from within him.
Besides that, the clothes worn by the master were even more unbearable to look at.
The once-wide monk's robe has vanished, leaving only a gray-white undergarment. The garment is riddled with small holes burned by flames, and the hem is torn into strips, with a few strips fluttering up and down with the waves.
The most terrifying thing was that there was a huge tear in the front of the inner garment, and the palm-sized Soul-Nourishing Wood hanging on the chest was particularly conspicuous as it swayed back and forth.
Wenwen once asked her grandmaster why she didn't put the Soul-Nourishing Wood back into her storage bag, which would have been much safer and prevented it from being lost.
The master's original words were: "Putting it into a storage bag is like isolating the soul from the world. This is not conducive to nourishing the soul and is not devout enough. The soul-nourishing wood must be placed on the chest so that the celestial master inside can feel the heartbeat, which is conducive to the celestial master's recuperation."
Given this explanation, Wenwen stopped trying to persuade her and let her master do as he pleased.
When the young men saw their master's comical appearance, they not only didn't come to help, but also burst into laughter.
Wen Chengbin, in particular, opened his mouth wide and said, "Grandmaster, those who know will think you won, but those who don't will think you even lost your clothes, hahaha, so funny, hahaha."
Wen Chengjian became even more unrestrained, "Grandmaster, your hairstyle is really gone this time, completely gone, hehehe."
Ye Jingchuan put down the shrimp head, turned around, and teased, "Grandmaster, hurry up, your legs aren't what they used to be. You need to practice more. You're too slow and have fallen so far behind me."
Grandmaster...
Hmph, these brats are really getting cocky. I'll have to find a chance to teach these hotheads a lesson sometime. They don't know any respect for their elders.
They're always thinking of ways to bully the old man.
Fortunately, he was a highly virtuous monk, and he was magnanimous and forgiving.
Just as the grandmaster was complaining that no one respected the elderly, the next moment...
Two figures rushed toward him.
"Grandmaster, let me carry it, you can rest for a while."
Wen Qiyuan suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth and, holding back a laugh, took the shrimp demon's corpse from his master's shoulder.
On the other side, Wenwen cleverly cast a cleansing spell on her master.
In an instant, the Grandmaster's appearance returned to its former ethereal and otherworldly state. At the same time, the Grandmaster also changed into a set of clothes that were more in line with his current image.
Wenwen even used her spiritual power to conjure a dressing mirror in front of her grandmaster.
"Grandmaster, look!" Wenwen exclaimed dramatically, "Oh my goodness, who is this? Whose grandmaster is this handsome? Hahaha, mine..."
Throughout history, who could resist such direct and straightforward flattery? Others might not know, but the Grandmaster simply couldn't resist it; he thoroughly enjoyed the compliments from his juniors at this moment.
"Yes, who hasn't been young before!"
The grandmaster stroked his beard and said, then glared at the young men in front of him.
Wen Chengbin was quite spineless, and muttered in frustration, "It's over. I angered my master again on a whim. Now, all the points I managed to gain will be gone."
Wen Chengjian comforted him, "If you lose all the points, just earn more. With your skills, earning points won't be difficult."
"Yes, it's not hard for Erlang to earn points, but it's easy for him to lose them. Swish, swish, swish, he'll be in the negative in no time. What a genius, hahaha." Ye Jingchuan didn't hold back at all, constantly teasing and joking.
"Uncle, how can you bear to see your nephew punished by your grandmaster? Don't you have any compassion as an elder?"
"Bah! What is compassion? All I get from you are beatings! Love my ass! Ha, take this—"
"...Uncle, you!"
"Hahaha."
The young men, though playing around, didn't forget to clean up the mess.
I spent some time collecting the loot from the surrounding area.
The group had just settled on the old tortoise's back, and before Wenwen could even speak, they heard the old tortoise say, "Master, I know where the crab demon's cave is. Shall we go and raid it?"
"Yes, yes, yes, let's go, let's go quickly."
"Hold on tight."
The old tortoise darted away in a flash.
After passing through an area lush with green algae and then turning into a coral jungle, the old turtle led everyone to the front of the crab demon's cave.
After many, many years, the old tortoise stood before this cave once again.
Since the crab demon is dead, the forbidden formation here can be broken with a single blow.
They moved as if they were in an empty place, splitting up in all directions to search the depths of the cave.
The old tortoise wandered aimlessly around the cave. Just after turning a corner, it seemed as if it was being led by someone towards a stone house.
As we approached the stone house, an aged voice came from inside.