Chapter 28: Lucky?

  Yang Yunqiu moved out two large heaters from the car, which were very warm and made the cold wind outside less torturous.

  Feng Ning caught two hibernating venomous snakes and handed them over to Yang Yunqiu, who processed them and made a big pot of snake soup that was both fresh and fragrant. Sito Longfeng suspected that this pot of soup might attract the large demonic beasts from the barbaric forest, so he quickly took some medicine powder that could dispel the smell and scattered it all around.

  Yang Yunqiu smiled but didn't speak, if it were before, he definitely wouldn't be cooking such delicious food in the open forest, but he was very clear that monsters are more sensitive to danger than humans, they had been walking for a while and hadn't encountered any monsters, which spoke volumes.

  What's more, the evil spirit has just passed, let alone monsters, even small animals are all hiding in their own caves, shivering with fear.

  I thought that Snake Soup was something that people who had never seen it before wouldn't dare to eat, but unexpectedly, Situ Changfeng ate more than anyone else, and wasn't afraid of its raw and cold nature.

  Yang Yunqiu took Pei Ning on a tour around the four sides, and when they returned, each of them had four large fat rabbits hanging from their waist belts. Pei Ning, this young nobleman, still had a deer on his back, but unfortunately, he was still a young nobleman and didn't look like a hunter at all.

  Congee cooked with oil, added bacon and various game meats, roasted, steamed, stewed, using a variety of methods to cook rice, quick and convenient, in an instant, a bowl after another of mouth-watering delicacies that make you want to swallow your tongue, all appeared under Yang Yunqiu's hands.

  Three people sat in the car eating big mouthfuls of food, especially Situ Changfeng, who had long since lost all decorum and didn't even have time to talk.

  After eating for half a day, Fu Ning suddenly felt a sharp pain on his back. He turned his head and saw several monks staring at them with fiery eyes.

  Feng Ning: "......"

  Yang Yunqiu was also startled: "Hey, none of you brought dry rations? How come you're not hurrying to eat something now that it's dark. After eating, we'll arrange the night watch and hurry on our way tomorrow, don't delay."

  A group of monks: “……” He dares to indulge in fine food and drink, enjoying a feast that surpasses the luxurious spread at the Yajing Shengyuan Wine House, which costs one thousand gold per table, by tenfold. Meanwhile, he lets them gnaw on dry and hard dry rations.

  In the past, it was okay to just make do with a mouthful, but now - all the cultivators present felt full just by looking at what was in their hands.

  Feng Ning didn't smile and also didn't take the initiative to comfort Yang Yunqiu. He himself was a freeloader, where did he have the qualifications to demand how the chef should be?

  However, Yang Yunqiu's mind wasn't slow, he just thought the dishes he made were ordinary and had a bit of wild flavor, with fresh ingredients, and for a moment, he didn't think of this world's backward culinary skills.

  After a slight pause, he came back to his senses, coughed and said to Sutu: "You're just eating, haven't you seen that everyone is waiting? Hurry up and invite them to come and eat. Everyone, don't be polite, eat something hot to drive out the cold."

  Situ Changfeng: "………"

  "No need, no need to bother, we'll do it ourselves." Those monks didn't dare to trouble the young master of the Situ family. Each holding a bowl and chopsticks, they rushed forward and devoured the dishes Yang Yunqiu had prepared, planning to freeze some for several days' worth of meals.

  The monks also brought their own wine and divided it up, but they didn't dare drink too much, just a little to drive away the cold was just right.

  It was lively for half a night, eating and drinking to one's heart's content, and having a good sleep. Yesterday's pain seemed to have all disappeared.

  For several days afterwards, the formation gradually changed into Yang Yunqiu leading the way.

  He is more familiar with the barbaric forest, and with the doll leading the way, the monks can always find the right direction, take the nearest, most gentle and easy-to-walk road. He also knows clearly where the territory of which monster is located.

  This car is a great ride, it's been advertised as climbing mountains and crossing ridges quickly, with low energy consumption. Having one for travel is extremely convenient.

  All the way, I met many scattered monks, including Gao Yueming, who appeared again, but his complexion was not good, and he had no longer the elegant and handsome appearance at the beginning.

  However, these monks are not as united and harmonious as this group of people. They are very wary of passersby.

  Something has obviously gone wrong.

  This made the group of monks even more tense in spirit, and even at night when they were resting, the number of people on patrol was doubled.

  Troubles also arose, and from time to time, disputes broke out among monks, even resulting in loss of life.

  At first, Fu Xueqing and a few others who took the lead would still manage things, but as time went on, more and more chaos erupted, and they found it increasingly difficult to keep up.

  Fortunately, Yang Yunqiu and his group still maintained their rationality, although it was unknown whether the wild species would really appear, and whether this rationality would continue to exist.

  As they went deeper, the weather got colder and colder. Yang Yunqiu kept the car door open, and the heater was turned up to its highest temperature setting, but it consumed too much energy and wouldn't last for long.

  Masters are more adaptable to the environment than ordinary people. If it's just ordinary cold, it won't hurt them. However, they are still mortal and have not become earth immortals, so they dare not resist the power of nature head-on.

  Yang Yunqiu no longer needed a heater for himself, he made a heat-resistant metal ball and had Fu Ning inject a strand of crimson flame into it, which he then tucked into his bosom to keep warm, feeling not the slightest chill.

  Unfortunately, others really couldn't let Tianxiu Gongzi do this kind of thing.

  Time is passing day by day, and there's no news at all about the abandoned land being cultivated again.

  The environment is getting worse and worse, from time to time someone falls into the swamp or is attacked by poisonous substances.

  Many monks began to feel restless and uneasy.

  "What news is this that has come from afar, saying that a wild child has appeared in the Savage Forest?"

  Many masters thought for half a day, seemingly not knowing where the root was. It seemed that overnight, this news had secretly spread, and everyone thought what they knew was a secret, but it turned out to be an open secret.

  "Could it be someone playing a prank on us?"

  "Don't joke around, we're just small fries after all. Haven't you seen the Shengming Academy, the Tiangong Workshop, and even the reclusive Tianxiu has sent a disciple?"

  Although that's the case, the emotions of the cultivators couldn't help but sink even lower. If they hadn't entered for too long a time, it wouldn't be safe to go back either, and they would have no choice but to have another large batch of cultivators turn around and leave.

  On this day, it suddenly started hailing, dark clouds covered the sky and sun, hail hit the ground, each hit made a big pit.

  A group of monks each found a place to hide, just as they were in disarray, when someone in the distance shouted, "Look quickly, what is that?"

  Suddenly, a bright light appeared in the distance, illuminating the horizon and breaking through the dense clouds.

  "Is it wild?"

  A shout, the monks couldn't help but rush forward in spite of the hail, a swarm of people surged forward. People from other places also seemed to have seen this light and rushed over.

  This forest has never been as lively as it is today.

  Yang Yunqiu, the three of them were also swept away by this torrent, rushing forward for nearly half an hour. Many cultivators had been secretly attacked and lay fallen on the road ahead. Pei Ning's face grew increasingly unsightly, but he was utterly powerless to stop it.

  The light ahead grew brighter and brighter, so bright that it was dazzling to the eyes, when suddenly it contracted!

  Yang Yunqiu was shocked and pale, shouting loudly: "Not good, get down!"

  His words had barely fallen when a bright light suddenly burst, the temperature of a large forest rose by forty degrees in an instant, the trees withered and caught fire, many monks covered their eyes and wailed, Yang Yunqiu just wanted to speak, but instantly his soul was stirred, as if pressed down by a huge stone, his throat sweetened, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

  The doll jumped onto his shoulder and shouted: "Autumn brother!"

  Feng Ning stretched out his hand and caught his body. Originally, he was just worried, but as soon as he touched him, his face changed, revealing an expression of disbelief.

  The doll stared intently at Fu Ning, its hairs standing on end. Just then, Fu Ning dragged Yang Yunqiu along and dodged behind a tree, drawing a boundary with his hand as he did so. Sutu Changfeng also jumped up beside him, asking "What's going on?"

  Feng Ning remained silent and speechless.

  Situ Changfeng was taken aback, his divine sense sweeping over Yang Yunqiu's body, and he turned pale with shock, lowering his voice to ask: "Is it true? Has Huang Zhong merged into his soul?"

  Fu Ning's face was solemn and he nodded slightly.

  Situ Changfeng was stunned and speechless, unable to recall how many times he had doubted himself when facing this young man.

  "Was he so lucky that he didn't have to force it, and the melon ran into his arms by itself?... Even those storytellers wouldn't dare make up such a ridiculous tale?"

  Situ Zhangfeng grasped crazily and closed his eyes: "Now, quickly, separate the wild seed from his body, otherwise, how will you explain to your adoptive father?"

  Feng Ning fell silent, but in fact he didn't care about it himself. He had a great natural talent and was taught by famous masters. On his path of cultivation, he had more than enough resources.

  He knew in his heart that the wild seed was not as magical as the legendary one, but just a legacy seed left by the cultivator.

  At that time, Yang Jingting encountered it, but because there were too many people fighting for it, he was annoyed by their selfishness and lawlessness, and they didn't have the demeanor of a cultivator, so he crushed it with one foot and let it disperse into the world.

  At that time, many people said it was a pity, but no one dared to say that Yang Jingteng was foolish.

  His master commented on this matter, but only said that the elixir was an external object, and ordinary practitioners who obtained it not only had no benefit, but also affected themselves.

  Master's practice, if you want to live a long and healthy life, you must take your own path step by step.

  However, his adoptive father repeatedly urged him that this time's wild rice was different and extremely important, and must be obtained.

  "What are you hesitating about? If you don't act now, you won't be able to get it out!" Situ Changfeng was so anxious that he wanted to grab Pei Ning's collar and shake him.

  Feng Ning let out a sigh, finally made up his mind, stretched out his hand, and entered Yang Yunqiu's body, reaching his soul. The doll was anxious and cried loudly, but couldn't do anything, could only watch with wide eyes as someone else took action.

  Feng Ning's spiritual power control was extremely fine, careful and cautious. However, with just a slight touch, Yang Yunqiu's soul still wavered, causing him to jump in fright, his forehead covered in cold sweat. He hastily withdrew his hand: "No good, the fusion is too fast. If we forcibly separate them, it will inevitably harm him."

  "Are you stupid? Now that he's not doing it, he can't get out of the Barbarian Forest. Do you think those cultivators are all kind-hearted? If it were you or me, or even Fu Xueqing who got it, others might have ideas but wouldn't dare to act rashly. But what is he? Only a fourth-rank official, a nameless small fry from Langya Town. Who wouldn't want to snatch it away? When the time comes, a group of cultivators will rush up together, can you stop them?"

  "Besides, even if he's lucky enough to get out of here, with your adoptive father's attitude, he'll definitely be killed and the Wild Seed will be taken back. That would be truly harming him. I'm telling you, I haven't even learned all his skills yet, if he dies, my own livelihood will be affected."

  Situ Zhang's face was covered in sweat, he was afraid that once the commotion passed, someone would notice the kid's situation. "If I wasn't not good at searching souls, I would have taken action already."

  Fu Ning exhaled slowly, and carefully took out 'Fei Rong'. The sword's edge glinted: "You don't need to say any more. He obtained the Huāng Zhǒng, it was his fate. My adoptive father hoped I would retrieve this thing, only because he worried that if it fell into the hands of evil demons or external devils, it would give rise to more troubles. Since it's him, naturally there's no need to worry... As for danger, where is there no danger?"