Chaos Spirit Field

Xiao Hei let out a deep roar, a powerful aura emanating from his body as he entered a combat stance. He gritted his teeth, staring resolutely ahead, and shouted, "When two meet on a narrow road, the brave prevails! I'd rather die standing than live on my knees! Take this, old man! Feel the full force of this attack from Master Hei!" His voice was like thunder, as if it could shake the entire world.

After hearing this, Master Gui raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and praised: "Well, not bad, little fellow, you actually dare to grin at me, you have some backbone. It's a pity that you are still too stupid, and your eyesight doesn't seem to be very good."

However, Xiao Hei was no fool. He knew full well that he was no match for Master Gui. If he continued to fight, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg. So, he might as well take the opportunity to slip away. As the saying goes, "As long as there are green mountains, there will be no shortage of firewood!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Hei used his unique spatial magical power without hesitation. His figure instantly became blurred, like a phantom, and flashed past Master Gui, then quickly disappeared into the distance. His movements were smooth and graceful, and very chic.

Master Gui watched Xiao Hei disappear without a trace, a meaningful smile crossing his face. He silently sighed, "Is it Qiongqi or Kaiming Beast who's cheating? They've actually produced such a mutant, one that even knows how to teleport. Well, I'll let you be proud for a few days. We'll meet again sooner or later, and then it won't be so easy to escape..."

Xiao Hei flew for a whole day and was extremely tired. He found that there were no pursuers behind him, so he found a place to rest. He believed that with his speed he would definitely get rid of the old man.

The Turtle Master clan was indeed not good at flying, but who could they compete with? After all, they were at least Spiritual Transformation Stage demonic beasts. If they couldn't even keep up with a Foundation Establishment Stage junior, where would they put their heads? Spirit pets usually seek out their owners when frightened, but it didn't show itself. It wanted to see which cultivator was so bold as to enslave the Gao family's descendants.

Zhao Shanhe had no idea that Xiao Hei's roar had caused him so much trouble. He was happily collecting spiritual herbs, or to be more precise, spiritual herb seedlings.

The resources in Wan Yao Mountain are indeed rich. After several days of searching, Zhao Shanhe found hundreds of spiritual plants in the Chaos Spirit Field. He also went deeper and arrived at the territory of the big demon.

The Pixiao smelled a familiar scent from its slumber and slowly opened its eyes. It had been teased by a human imp and scolded by the elders of its tribe. Worst of all, its collection had been stolen. While it was useless, it had lost its animal dignity after all. This time, it was determined to eat that imp and turn him into feces.

Zhao Shanhe's spiritual awareness was quite sharp, comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. He sensed he was being targeted by the same demonic beast from back then. Without making a sound, he prepared for battle.

The Pixiang was proud of his status and would not launch a sneak attack on a weak human. A roar marked the beginning of the battle.

Zhao Shanhe dodged Piyao's fatal blow, but felt its skills were average. He sheathed the Mountain and River Sword and planned to hone his Vajra Fist technique. It had been so long since he'd broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage, so it was time for him to break through to the Body Refining stage as well.

The Piyao didn't expect this little human to actually fight it, and roared in excitement. The man and the beast exchanged punches and palms, and a fight ensued.

Zhao Shanhe's advantage lay in his agility and his ability to restore his health. The Pijiao's advantage lay in its enormous size and enduring power, and for a while the fight was a draw.

Piyao was surprised to find that this human kid became more and more energetic as the fight went on, and his punches became heavier and heavier. He realized that he was using him as a whetstone, and his anger was instantly aroused. His body size doubled, and his strength increased several times.

Zhao Shanhe was caught off guard and flung back more than ten feet, spurting out a mouthful of blood. He slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, swallowed a pill, and tore off his tattered clothes. His jade-like chest turned a yellow-brown color.

If there were any disciples of the Vajra Sect present at this moment, they would surely recognize at a glance that this was the second form that appeared after practicing the Diamond Sutra, but the color of his skin looked a little strange and did not seem authentic.

Seeing this, the Pi Yao swung its palm down again. However, this time, Zhao Shanhe didn't dodge or evade, but chose to take the blow head-on. Although he was pushed back several steps, his body remained unscathed. After regaining her footing, she said, "You've finished fighting. Now it's my turn."

A bitter taste welled up in the Piyao's heart at that moment. It finally experienced firsthand the pain that Xiao Hei had endured. This human imp before it was simply cruel and ferocious. Who was the real monster? Zhao Shanhe then shouted, "Why don't you surrender? Are you going to continue to resist to the end?"

The Pi Xie couldn't bear it any longer and had no choice but to turn over with its belly facing the sky, indicating its complete submission. However, Zhao Shanhe was unmoved by this, as he had never learned the techniques for enslaving monsters. So, he casually said, "If you smear the Pi Xie with honey and braise it, it will surely taste delicious."

At that moment, a red light suddenly shot out from between the Pixiao's eyebrows. Zhao Shanhe was already familiar with this situation. He quickly extended his finger and gently touched it, successfully subduing the Pixiao as his spiritual pet.

He suddenly felt his blood and qi surge with unusual intensity, as if ready to burst forth. Not daring to delay, Zhao Shanhe quickly sat cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes. To his immense surprise, he had unexpectedly broken through to the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. This was truly an unexpected and enormous achievement!

The Piyao was extremely depressed. It had never imagined that its master's cultivation was so low that it had caused its realm to fall! If it had known this earlier, it would never have handed over the soul contract even if it was beaten to death!

Zhao Shanhe heard Piyao's inner complaints, but he didn't get angry or blame him. Instead, he felt a little embarrassed. So he whispered to Piyao, "Open your mouth."

The Piyao opened its mouth obediently, and a familiar and tempting smell instantly filled its entire mouth - this was the legendary Heavenly Demon Grass!

Zhao Shanhe looked at Piyao's intoxicated expression and warned him with a smile, "Fool, don't just enjoy yourself. Hurry up and refine it. Do you want to attract other monsters?"

Upon hearing this, the Piyao suddenly realized something and quickly closed its mouth, swallowing the saliva containing the Heavenly Demon Grass. As the Heavenly Demon Grass was swallowed, its previously lost state of mind began to recover bit by bit. Its previous frustration and dismay instantly turned into overflowing joy. It couldn't help but secretly congratulate itself: perhaps following such a wealthy and generous master would be a good thing after all! After all, those were five full stalks of Heavenly Demon Grass, all of them of the highest quality!