A third-level demonic beast is equivalent to a human cultivator's foundation-building middle stage, but the demonic beast doesn't understand how to use magical tools or take medicinal pellets like a human cultivator does. At this stage, the demonic beast's fighting style still relies on its instincts, and its strength is slightly inferior to that of a human cultivator at the same level.

  Mo Qingchen had built a foundation in the middle period, and facing the eight-clawed beast was not as tense as Liu Gongzi. She had never dealt with sea monsters before, so she danced around it while secretly observing it.

  The Sixth Young Master held a fish fork-like artifact in his hand, which should have been the artifact that restrained fish-type demon beasts. However, this octopus was smooth like silk all over its body, and its eight thick claws were both slippery and soft. As the man and beast entwined in battle, even if the fish fork touched it, it would slip away, leaving not even a shallow mark.

  The Sixth Young Master kept moving his body and desperately resisted the Eight-legged Beast, but it was like scratching an itch, unable to cause any harm to it.

  Feeling the rapid loss of spiritual energy within his body, Liu Gongzi's face gradually turned pale. He silently swallowed a few Spirit Recovery Pills and let out a soft shout, his fingers dancing as he cast a spell, causing the dark fish spear to violently tremble. A massive spear shadow burst forth, pinning one of the Octopus Beast's tentacles in place.

  This time, the octopus finally let out a furious roar, and two of its four claws that were originally used to deal with Mo Qingchen suddenly split off together to attack Liu Gongzi.

  The Sixth Young Master's face turned ashen, and he raised his hand to summon a turtle-shell-like artifact.

  All of a sudden, the eight-clawed beast's claws struck the tortoise shell with a loud "bang". The shell shook but didn't crack, however, Liu Gongzi spat out a mouthful of blood and revealed a wry smile at the corner of his mouth. A third-level demon beast was indeed not something he could handle for now.

  When Zhai heard the whistling sound of breaking through the air, he couldn't help but look at Mo Qingchen.

  Mo Qingchen, who had been entangled with the octopus's four claws all along, was actually using more energy to observe the characteristics of the octopus and the strength of the Sixth Young Master. Seeing that the Sixth Young Master was having a hard time supporting himself, Mo Qingchen had another idea in his mind, so he threw out a brick, carrying a huge aura towards the octopus.

  Since this eight-clawed beast's slippery body and thin, sharp claws make it difficult to cause harm, why not just use absolute power to subdue it instead.

  Due to Mo Qingchen's tolerance, the Eight-clawed Beast had been focusing more of its energy on Liu Gongzi. At this moment, upon hearing the whistling sound, it turned its head and saw a gigantic object emitting dazzling golden light flying towards it. Instinctively feeling that something was off, it immediately used its seven uninjured claws to entwine the incoming object together.

  Mo Qingchen let out a cold hum, and another beam of spiritual light shot out from his fingertips into the artifact. The tiles in the air suddenly grew larger, and for a moment, golden light filled the sky.

  The octopus-like creature had grasped the brick with its claws, but was horrified to discover that it hadn't stopped moving and instead broke free from its grasp with an uncontrollable force, continuing to fly forward.

  Then came a loud crash, and the massive body of the octopus fell into the sea, stirring up a huge wave.

  Mo Qingchen's hand moved slightly, and the brick shrank to the size of a palm and flew back into her hand with a whoosh.

  The octopus floated up again, and Mo Qingchen's eyes widened slightly as he secretly guarded himself to see what would happen next. Suddenly, the seemingly weak octopus jumped up.

  "Mo'niang, get out of the way, it's poisonous!" Liu Gongzi shouted urgently.

  As Mo Qingchen flew backward, he saw the Octopaw Beast open its large mouth and spew out a ball of black liquid as dark as ink.

  This liquid suddenly formed a dark cloud in the air, and at an extremely fast speed, it floated towards Mo Qingchen and the others, falling down like a torrential rain with countless ink beads, accompanied by a nauseating stench.

  At this moment, Liu Gongzi's tortoise-shell-shaped magic instrument had already blocked the two people in front of him, making a hissing sound.

  "Mo'niang, this octopus is actually a mutant, don't let those ink drops splash onto you." Liu Gongzi hastily reminded, but was somewhat panting, apparently his spiritual energy had been overconsumed and he was somewhat out of breath.

  As expected, when the raindrops fell more and more urgently, that tortoise shell trembled slightly, and it seemed like it was about to collapse.

  Mo Qingchen let out a soft shout, his right hand wielding the wooden sword to draw a trail of cyan spiritual light in the air. Immediately after, countless flowers appeared out of thin air.

  Large clusters of fresh flowers spinning in the air, scattered into petals in an instant, falling down like rain.

  The flower rain fell and instantly absorbed all the ink rain, the foul smell disappeared in an instant, replaced by waves of floral fragrance.

  The octopus seemed to be extremely afraid of the flower rain, and even the injured paws inside were dancing around with eight big paws that were extremely agile, blocking the petals from falling on its body.

  Mo Qingchen let out a cold laugh, his left hand's ink-colored vines quietly and swiftly slid across the seawater towards the octopus-like creature like a giant python.

  Just as the octopus was waving its paws to resist the flower rain, the ink-colored vine had already arrived in front of it and suddenly jumped up, tying all the octopus's paws into a bundle.

  Mo Qingchen exerted force with his left hand, pulling the octopus-like beast onto the small boat. A loud crash was heard as the majestic creature was slammed onto the vessel like a giant rice dumpling. Its massive body instantly squeezed the small boat, leaving no room for anyone to stand. The boat shook violently for half a day before gradually calming down.

  "Sixth Master, what shall we do with this thing?" Mo Qingchen looked at Sixth Master who was somewhat dazed.

  The Sixth Master finally came back to his senses, gazed deeply at Mo Qingchen and said: "This eight-clawed beast's ink can dissolve clouds, it is a rare variant of the Eight-Clawed Beast. Originally encountering such an eight-clawed beast would be unlucky, but encountering Miss Mo turned out to be a blessing."

  "Huh?" Mo Qingchen swallowed a Supplementing Spirit Pill and was currently recovering his spiritual energy.

  The Sixth Master said, "This octopus's ink is extremely precious and must be collected while it is still alive to be effective. Miss Mo, if you trust me, I will extract its ink first, and we can discuss everything else when we return, what do you think?"

  "Of course." Mo Qingchen nodded.

  The Sixth Master walked up to the Octopus's side, ignoring its furious and desperate struggles, took out a white glove and put it on, then reached his hand into the Octopus's mouth.

  The eight-clawed beast didn't have any teeth, and with its paws and body tied up, it had lost all its attacking power. It stared wide-eyed as the Sixth Young Master's hand probed deeper and deeper until his entire arm was inserted inside.

  All she heard was a mournful howl, and Mo Qingchen clearly saw that the eyes of the eight-clawed beast were filled with despair, unwillingness, and resentment, and finally remained motionless there.

  Mo Qingchen pursed his lips, his mood neither happy nor filled with excessive sympathy.

  Humans and demons have always been in a relationship of mutual slaughter, it's just a matter of survival of the fittest.

  At this time, Liu Gongzi stood up and said to Mo Qingchen: "Miss Mo, the meat of this eight-clawed beast is smelly and unbearable. Except for this ink, it's useless. Let go of the vines and throw it into the sea."

  Mo Qingchen took a glance at the object in Liu Gongzi's hand, which was a black pouch about the size of a sea bowl. It seemed that the ink was generated inside it.

  She picked up the vine and saw Liu Gongzi lift his foot to kick the corpse of the eight-clawed beast, but heard a voice in her mind urgently ringing out: "Don't throw it away, I want to eat!"

  It was actually the voice of Huo Wu Ya.

  Mo Qingchen hastily said: "Sixth Master, wait a moment."

  Seeing the Sixth Young Master's astonished gaze, Mo Qingchen smiled: "This eight-clawed beast is something our people have never seen before. I think I'll bring its corpse back to show our master and fellow disciples, even if it's of no great use, broadening their knowledge is a good thing."

  For some reason, when Mo Qingchen said this, Liu Gongzi's heart skipped a beat and he withdrew his foot: "Really can't think of it, what kind of person would be worthy of being Miss Mo's master."

  Mo Qing's mind flashed back to that person's shadow, and he had actually been away for more than four years.

  "Mo'niang?" Seeing Mo Qingceng lost in thought, Liu Gongzi called out.

  Mo Qingchen recalled his thoughts and smiled faintly: "Sixth Master, you're overpraising me. I'm just a foundation-building cultivator. Any cultivator who can reach the Congealing Dan stage is an extraordinary talent. To be able to follow in your footsteps would be a great fortune for me."

  The Sixth Young Master smiled, but in his heart he didn't think so. Although the foundation-building cultivators weren't anything special, people were different from one another after all. Some foundation-building cultivators could be seen at a glance to have reached their limit and couldn't advance even an inch, while others could be seen at a glance to not be ordinary and would reach unpredictable heights in the future.

  Although his cultivation was not high, he still had a discerning eye and could see that this Mo young lady was also a proud son of heaven in the school gate, and even those high-ranking Dan masters who were high above ordinary cultivators would probably fight to take her as their apprentice.

  Mo Qingchen collected the corpse of the eight-clawed beast, and the two of them took the Supplementing Spirit Pill to meditate and regulate their breath before driving the flying boat again.

  "Mo'niang, the sky is about to brighten up soon, hold on tight, I'm going to speed up!" Liu Gongzi shouted, inputting more spiritual energy into the flying boat, and its speed immediately picked up.

  The speed of the flying boat was getting faster and faster, and it seemed that it would soon reach the dark reef. Just then, in the east where the sky and water meet, a red sun slowly rose.

  At the moment when dawn broke, the dark reef area suddenly refracted a brilliant light, and then the calm sea surface opened like a curtain to reveal a group of strange rocks, followed by a strange call that sounded like music, the call lasted for a while, and everything returned to silence.

  Sixth Master let out a bitter laugh, and drove the flying boat to land on the surface of the sea. He stopped in his tracks and said: "Miss Mo, it's all gone wrong now. I thought for sure we could pass through here before dawn, but who knew that fighting with the mutated octopus would take up too much time? Truly, man cannot outplan heaven."

  Mo Qingchen thought for a moment and said: "In that case, let's wait until sunset before we proceed."

  Just now entangled with Octopus beast spent a lot of time, and the monk's post-battle adjustment and rest are unavoidable.

  Sixth Master smiled wryly again: "Miss Mo, do you still remember that I said today is the last deadline to go to Beihai?"

  Mo Qingchen nodded slightly.

  "The Sixth Master continued: 'It's because we must reach the Indicating Island before tomorrow, that island will sink into the sea by tomorrow and won't reappear until next March.'"

  It turned out that these six princes had been waiting for themselves all along, and if they didn't go in the end, what would happen to them?

  Thinking of this, Mo Qingchen couldn't help but admire the boldness of Liu Gongzi. He smiled and said: "Liu Gongzi, since we can't avoid it, then let's fight!"