The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

Various high-level alien beasts ran out of the square, crowding the dark room and turning the originally spacious area into a very cramped space.

After the high-level beasts emerged, they attacked each other, their roars echoing throughout the dark room, creating a chaotic scene.

The purple scales attacked indiscriminately, and the purple flames swept in all directions. Any high-level beasts hit by the purple flames were burned to ashes.

Some of the squares on the walls of the dark room were also burned away, revealing the bare stone walls.

The surviving high-level beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling, and submitted to the ferocious beast, Purple Scale.

Feng Yu frowned deeply, as if she had made a mistake.

With his strength as a superior immortal ancestor, high-level exotic beasts are easy to kill, but what if a ferocious beast attacks him along with other high-level exotic beasts...

Difficult to defend against, difficult to attack...

The ferocious beast Zilin was very satisfied with the submission of the strange beasts. It paced back and forth in the room, searching for the cultivator it had first met.

Hundreds of years ago, it was ambushed by a group of cultivators and taken to a dark and sunless place. Not only was its spiritual power sealed, but it was also subjected to bloodletting and scale removal every so often.

It hates cultivators in the world the most!

Although it doesn't know why it's here, the sealed spiritual power has been released.

It was supposed to be a happy occasion, but I never expected there to be such an annoying monk here.

Zi Lin was extremely agitated and would occasionally spew out a ball of purple flame, randomly burning a high-level alien beast to death in his anger.

The tables, chairs, cabinets, and various objects that had been knocked over on the floor of the dark room were either crushed by the chaotic beasts or burned to ashes by the purple flames.

The dark room was now filled with high-level exotic beasts.

Purple Scale looked around and sniffed several times, but couldn't find a trace of the cultivator's aura. It concluded that the annoying cultivator must have already been burned to ashes by its flames.

It casually bit and killed a high-level exotic beast, tearing it apart and devouring it. The black-skinned horned leopard was ripped to pieces, and its blood flowed all over the ground.

The other advanced beasts remained lying in place, not daring to make a move. Even when the blood of the black-skinned horned leopard flowed down beneath them, they dared not lick it.

After filling its belly, Zi Lin looked down majestically at the high-level beasts lying on the ground, stretched out its massive body, and contentedly lay down for a nap.

While Zi Lin dozed off, only the eyes on the front of the beast's head remained closed, while the eyes on the sides of the beast's head opened alternately to keep watch for the movements of the other strange beasts in the room.

There are also twenty-two high-level exotic beasts inside, of various species.

Only after Zi Lin fell asleep did these advanced beasts dare to quietly lick the blood on the ground.

Feng Yu quietly propped himself up on the top of the wall, observing the different species of advanced alien beasts below him, discerning their combat strength and weaknesses.

The invisibility talisman given by Huo Die has a limited duration, and one cannot use martial arts techniques while invisible.

Time is precious, his wife is currently powerless to protect herself, and who knows what heinous things that Jiang Ming, that madman, might do.

Feng Yu appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was burning with anxiety, and he kept forcing himself to stay calm.

He observed patiently, and suddenly noticed a small red beast in the corner of the wall beneath him.

This little beast looked out of place among a group of large, high-level exotic beasts.

Its body is very small, and it looks like a young animal that has not yet reached adulthood.

How could there be a cub? And a cub he had never seen before, nor had he ever read about in any books.

Jiang Ming wouldn't use a cub to deal with him; this cub must be extraordinary.

The little red beast had a tiger's head and a round tail, and short limbs. It was huddled in a corner and had no presence at all. Only its wide, round golden eyes showed a keen sense of alertness, indicating that it had gained intelligence.

Feng Yu quietly took out a long, uncut piece of jerky and threw it in front of the little red beast.

A large piece of jerky fell from the sky. The little red beast was stunned for a moment, then moved silently, quickly grabbing it with its two front legs, protecting the jerky in its arms, and secretly eating it.

Feng Yu's heart stirred slightly; indeed, the spirit had been awakened!

The surrounding high-level beasts, attracted by the aroma of meat, began to stir, except for the ferocious beast Zilin, who had just finished eating. They all raised their heads, sniffing the air, searching for the source of the fragrance.

Clearly, these advanced beasts were very hungry.

He needs to stir up conflict and make them fight each other before he has a chance to fight.

Feng Yu threw out a large pile of dried meat. The dried meat fell down with a whoosh, and the high-level beasts all stood up, drooling as they rushed towards the little red beast.

"Roar!"

"Roar... Roar!"

There were many exotic beasts but little meat, so the high-level exotic beasts fought each other for food.

Zi Lin opened the eyes on the beast's face and glanced at them. Seeing these defeated ministers fighting each other, he looked at them with disdain, let out a low, intimidating roar, and then closed his eyes again to continue dozing.

The high-level beasts, intimidated by the low growl of the ferocious beast Zilin, toned down their fighting spirit and dared not roar or make a fuss anymore. They silently tore at each other.

The high-level beasts scrambled for the jerky, while the little red beast darted around beneath their bellies, seemingly uninvolved.

Whenever a high-level beast is bitten to the point of near death, the little red beast will pounce on it without hesitation and deliver the final bite.

While other high-level alien beasts were still fighting over low-level food, the little red beast was already rummaging through the corpses of the dead high-level alien beasts.

It specializes in scooping out the cores of high-level exotic beasts and eating them.

After eating a few beast cores, the red color on the little red beast's body became even brighter.

When the jerky was all eaten up, only five high-level exotic beasts remained in the dark room, besides the ferocious beast and the little red beast.

The little red beast secretly ate seventeen beast cores, which glowed red and its body grew a bit longer.

Feng Yu had a feeling that this little red beast would be even more difficult to deal with than the purple-scaled beast.

The battle temporarily ceased, and the advanced beasts began to devour the corpses of the other beasts.

How could the Purple Scales allow them to devour the beast carcasses? Those were the Purple Scales' reserves of food.

Before the high-level beasts could even bite, Zi Lin stood up and let out a low growl at them. The five high-level beasts immediately submitted, while the little red beast stood proudly.

This is a blatant challenge to Zi Lin's authority.

Zi Lin roared and spewed out purple flames to intimidate the little red beast. The little red beast moved nimbly, and a high-level beast standing behind it was unfortunately hit by the purple flames and instantly burned to ashes.

Undeterred by the purple scales, the little red beast launched a counterattack with its small body, darting under the purple scales' belly and biting them off, tearing off large pieces of scales.

Enraged, Zi Lin lowered its head and spewed out a large amount of purple flames from its belly.

The little red beast was faster than the fireworks. It darted out from the tail of the purple-scaled beast, pounced on a high-level beast, crushed its skull, swallowed its core, and then pounced on the next one.

Another high-level beast unfortunately shielded the little red beast from the purple flames, and two other high-level beasts had their cores swallowed by the little red beast.

The three beast faces of the purple scales were extremely fierce, and it raised its leg to kick the little red beast.

The little red beast roared, its body swelled up, and its round tail slowly unfurled, transforming into a long, fiery red tail. With a flick of its tail, it struck the purple scale's foreleg, causing the purple scale to stagger back two steps in pain.

Upon seeing the transformed form of the little red beast, Feng Yu's heart sank. This little red beast was actually the ferocious beast Red Glutton!

The ferocious beast, the Red Glutton, dwells in the desolate region of Longzhou. It is cunning by nature, adept at hiding, possesses powerful bloodline, and enjoys eating beast cores, making it the king of the desert.

He was once again impressed by Jiang Mingzhen's generosity; fearing that one ferocious beast wouldn't be enough to kill him, he had prepared two.

Fortunately, I took a gamble and watched the snipe and the clam fight; otherwise, if I had dealt with them one by one, I would have been crippled or killed.

The purple-scaled beast and the red-scaled beast were locked in a fierce battle.

Both ferocious beasts primarily used fire attacks, burning each other repeatedly. Since they were both ferocious beasts, their beast fire could not kill each other. As the fight went on, they abandoned fire attacks and adopted the most primitive form of hand-to-hand combat, kicking, ramming, and biting.

The purple scale has mouths on three sides, and can open its mouths to tear at the red glutton in any fighting situation.

The red glutton had several pieces of flesh torn off, dripping with blood, which made its red body even redder.

Purple Scales wasn't in much better shape; its scales were broken all over its body, and a large chunk of its spine had been torn off.

The two ferocious beasts fought for a long time, so long that the invisibility talisman on Feng Yu's body was almost ineffective.

Finally, the red gluttonous beast lashed out with its long tail, strangling the purple-scaled beast's head, while its fiery tail wrapped around the three eyes of the purple-scaled beast, crushing its six eyeballs.

Purple scales burst from their eyes, blinding all six of them. In pain, they jumped up and down, charging and biting wildly. The red glutton seized the opportunity to pounce on them and tear at their bellies with all its might.

Feng Yu guessed that it wanted to take out the beast core of the purple scale.

A sense of crisis surged within him; he couldn't let it devour the Purple Scale's beast core!

If Hong Tao eats the beast core, he will quickly recover his strength, and then he will definitely be no match for him.

He quickly considered his spiritual weapon techniques and silently took out a god-level growth-type spiritual weapon: the Spirit Crossbow Mountain Breaker.

For now, we can only try to see if the Spirit Crossbow, which surpasses normal divine-level spiritual weapons, can cripple the Red Glutton in one strike.

While the two ferocious beasts were still locked in combat and had no time to spare for him, he channeled his ice spiritual power into the Broken Mountain. As soon as he used the spiritual power, the invisibility talisman disappeared. Feng Yu decisively aimed at the Red Glutton's head and pulled the trigger forcefully.

"call out!"

An ice bolt, with the speed of a thief stealing a bell, pierced through the skull of the Red Glutton and struck the chest of the Purple Scale, pinning the two beast corpses firmly to the ground, freezing the entire floor of the dark room.

Feng Yu's hand, gripping Po Shan's, trembled slightly.

He was both shocked and excited at that moment.

Previously, Poshan had attacked mountains and strange beasts with extraordinary power, and he thought that was Poshan's current combat strength.

Unexpectedly, he still underestimated the power of the mountain-breaking technique!

Could it be a god-level, growth-type spiritual weapon that grows stronger when facing stronger opponents? I must ask my father-in-law about this when we get out.

He put away the broken mountain, the two icy corpses of ferocious beasts, which shattered and fell to the ground as dust. On the ground lay two round beads, one purple and one red.

It is the beast core of a ferocious beast.

Beast cores are considered rare treasures in the world.

He was secretly pleased for a few moments, put away the beast core, and looked at the four walls. The squares on the walls were either open or broken, but the secret room still did not flip. Where was the mechanism to release the barrier?

……

"Hurry up!" He Chen pulled hard on the chain, and Cheng Xiao, who was locked up, stumbled and fell to the ground.

He Chen looked down at Cheng Xiao on the ground, enjoying his senior brother's disheveled appearance for a moment. Then he squatted down and helped Cheng Xiao up. He smoothed Cheng Xiao's clothes with his slender white hands, gently patted the dust off his body, and wiped his shoes clean with his sleeve.

He Chen gripped the chain with his right hand and supported Cheng Xiao with his left. A wicked smile crept onto his gentle face as he asked in a seemingly ingratiating tone, "Senior brother, did I do a good job?"

Cheng Xiao lowered his head, the fierce and arrogant aura that once graced his face had long been erased, and now he looked like a pitiful little man with a heart ashen.

"Why isn't Senior Brother saying anything?" He Chen gently tugged at a chain, helping him walk forward: "In the past, whenever you got your clothes dirty, I was always the one who cleaned them for you."

"I thought you didn't like using cleaning spells and just liked ordering me around to serve you."

"What? Senior brother doesn't like it anymore?"

He stopped, and Cheng Xiao beside him stopped as well. He let go of the chain, and Cheng Xiao stumbled again.

He Chen raised his hand to support him, his smile deepening: "Senior brother, I only severed your Achilles tendon, not cut off your leg. Why can't you stand up?"

Cheng Xiao's face was as white as his lips. He reached out and grabbed the chains that bound him, and moved forward with difficulty.

He Chen followed his steps, lengthening the chain and watching Cheng Xiao's dejected back with amusement.

When he was about 30 feet away, He Chen suddenly pulled the chain back. Cheng Xiao was pulled back by the force. As he fell to the ground, He Chen suddenly raised his magic weapon and flew slowly in front of him, dragging him along.

Cheng Xiao landed on the back of his head, struggling to lift his head as he was dragged along. His clothes were torn by the gravel on the road, and his back burned from the friction.

He Chen flew for a while, then stopped beside Cheng Xiao and said to the disheveled Cheng Xiao, "Senior brother, I flew up to pull you up, and you are indeed much faster."

Cheng Xiao's chapped lips uttered words of pleading: "Don't... don't fly anymore."

He Chen pretended not to hear, his slow speech making his tone extremely gentle: "What did you say?"

"Don't... fly away." Cheng Xiao pleaded desperately, "Senior brother, please, don't fly away."

He Chen splashed a bucket of cold water over Cheng Xiao's head and chuckled coldly, "Senior brother seems to be having a sweet dream. Are you awake now?"

……

Jiang Ming gave Shen Yao a paintbrush and asked her to paint on the stone wall.

She muttered to herself, pawing randomly at the wall with her paintbrush: "I can't draw."

How could she possibly paint?

But Jiang Mingfei said she could draw.

Shen Yao was speechless, utterly exasperated. This fanatic was acting on a whim.

After much back and forth, she finally gave in and had to do the job, drawing a Doraemon on the wall next to the stone bed.

After scribbling for a while, the Doraemon on the stone wall was drawn crookedly, with one eye bigger than the other.

After finishing the drawing, she looked at Jiang Ming with the same dismissive gaze one would give a student waiting for their homework to be graded.

Jiang Ming looked at the rough, strange little beast in the painting with displeasure. The unfamiliar lines were quite different from her painting skills in the secret stone chamber. Jiang Ming was convinced that she was just going through the motions.

He asked casually, "I've never seen you draw this before. What is it?"

Shen Yao's voice, like the lines she drew, was devoid of emotion: "Doraemon."

This successfully piqued Jiang Ming's curiosity: "Explain in detail."

Shen Yao rolled her eyes without holding back: "I explained, but did you even understand? You..."

She looked Jiang Ming up and down. The word "ancient person" wasn't quite right, and the old immortal was afraid of making him feel too good. After going through her vocabulary, she continued: "You thousand-year-old monster."

Jiang Ming was indeed displeased: "You think I'm too old?"

Shen Yao pursed her lips and chuckled, turning her back to him: "I'm old to begin with, having lived for over a thousand years. In my previous life, I would have died several times over."