This is how immortals are cultivated

The roar also alarmed the wild beasts in the forest that seemed to be ready to attack. The originally quiet beasts became noisy and clamorous, as if they were afraid of the roar and showed signs of running away in all directions.

But at this moment, the dark clouds floating above the forest dispersed a little, and the moonlight from the sky shone down, illuminating the camp, causing the herd of animals that had been fleeing in all directions to stop and stop again around the gentle slope.

"I didn't expect so many outsiders to come to Mr. Benshan's banquet. What a pleasant surprise."

A shrill voice rang out in the forest, calming the commotion caused by Zhu Biaotou.

The flag with the word "Tong Xiang" written on it was shaking violently at this moment. Feeling the movement of the flag in his hand, Zhu Biaotou's expression changed drastically. Chapter 22 Tiger

The wild animals surrounding the gentle slope of the forest here suddenly made way for a path. The shiny moonlight hanging from the clouds cast a path of light, shining into the forest, and a person appeared in the middle of the light path.

He was a thin, short dwarf, dressed in a moon-white scholar's robe. Even this seemingly refined and luxurious attire couldn't conceal his sleazy demeanor. His face looked to be in his thirties, with features squeezed together. His already small eyes were even smaller, and he sported a goatee, giving him the appearance of a flat, goat-like face.

However, even though it was such a dwarf, Zhu Biaotou, who had traveled all over the country, did not dare to look down on him in the slightest.

The other party calls himself "Mountain Lord", the master of the mountains and forests.

Wherever the other party passed, the moonlight with an oily luster fell, and wherever he passed, the beasts bowed down in worship.

But if the beasts worshipping it were all in a mutilated state, the scene would be extremely weird.

Zhu Biaotou and his escorts were on full alert, but the dwarf who called himself the Tiger King was smiling. His dark eyes were fixed on the big flag beside Zhu Biaotou, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

He smiled and nodded to Zhu Biaotou, then walked with him to a stone on a gentle slope in front of the escort camp.

At this moment, the source of the 'moonlight' above his head also revealed its true appearance.

It was a 'moon' the size of a millstone, and it looked greasy.

"Come, come, it's time to start the banquet!"

The dwarf tiger sat on the rock and waved his big hand happily.

A set of crystal clear white jade utensils suddenly appeared on the stone in front of him, including a wine pot, a wine glass, a bowl, a plate, and chopsticks.

"It's rare to have guests from outside the mountain visit. Well, I love lively atmosphere the most. You can join us."

The dwarf mountain king faced the crowd in front of him and said with a smile, but there was an unquestionable tone in his words.

Being invited to a banquet by such a strange creature, the escorts were at a loss as to what to do and subconsciously looked at their leader.

Zhu Biaotou had a tense expression on his face. He did not refuse the invitation from the dwarf mountain king, but he did not agree to it either.

Seeing that Zhu Biaotou didn't move, the dwarf tiger king laughed again and said, "Bring up the offerings."

Everyone was still puzzled as to what the offering this strange dwarf mountain king was talking about was.

Surrounding the gentle slope, the beasts gathered here, seemingly coming for the so-called tiger banquet, all began to move.

The oily moonlight came in front of the beast, and some of its limbs fell off and fell into the moonlight.

The tiger, having lost its claws, offered its tail.

The wild boar, with its tusks gone, offered up its hard hair.

The crow, whose beak had disappeared, offered all its feathers.

The most horrifying thing was the deer and the monkey. One offered its still-beating, bloody heart, and the other offered its wrinkled, pink monkey brain.

He lost his heart and brain, and this situation should have been fatal.

But unfortunately, these two animals did not fall down, and were still worshiping the tiger, like zombies.

The limbs and organs offered by the wild beasts in the mountains disappeared in the bright moonlight, but the dwarf tiger was smiling happily.

In just a cup of tea, all the beasts in the mountains had offered their sacrifices.

The dwarf tiger's eyes were also fixed on the humans who were standing in front of him, ready for battle, around the campfire.

In a split second, the dwarf tiger seemed to extend its tongue and lick a circle around its lips. The movement was so fast that it made people think they were seeing things.

The dwarf mountain king's greedy eyes swept over the group of people, and finally his eyes narrowed slightly when he saw Zhu Biaotou and the big flag beside him, but the greed still existed.

"This is your first time attending Mr. Benshan's banquet. What kind of gifts will you bring?"

However, no one responded to him.

The tiger asked this question three times in a row, and each time it was the same, the group of people fell silent.

The tiger's expression gradually became ugly, and his face was full of anger.

"Could it be that you all came to this mountain-lord's banquet empty-handed, unwilling to offer even a little?"

The originally gentle laughter turned into cold words, and the atmosphere in the forest suddenly changed.

The oily moonlight seemed to become even more intense. Although it was bright, it had a suffocating sticky feeling.

A thick veil of malice washed over them, leaving the escorts feeling a chill running down their spines, as if they were trapped in an ice cellar. Even with a blazing bonfire nearby, the flames couldn't dispel the chill.

Zhu Biaotou's hand gripping the flagpole of the big flag was getting tighter and tighter. The veins on his calloused hand were bulging, and his skin seemed to be sticking to the black flagpole.

The atmosphere has reached its most tense moment, and it would not be surprising if they completely broke off fighting in the next second.

But at this moment, a voice appeared on the scene: "Do I have to bring my own 'contribution' to participate in this banquet?"

This sudden sound abruptly broke the extremely tense atmosphere.

Not only Zhu Biaotou was stunned, even the dwarf tiger was stunned.

Zhu Biaotou looked to the side in confusion. It was the extraordinary young Taoist who spoke.

The dwarf mountain king also shifted his gaze from Zhu Biaotou to Fang Suichu.

Perhaps it was when he saw the campfire on Fang Suichu's side that he realized that these were two groups of people. The dwarf mountain king's cold face relaxed again and he smiled.

"Of course. Mr. Benshan's banquets cost a lot of money. If there are no offerings, wouldn't it be a loss to hold such a banquet?"

Listening to the tiger's words, Fang Suichu nodded.

As the Zhu Escort Captain, the escorts, and the dwarf mountain king gathered their gazes, Fang Suichu could only be heard muttering to himself:

"I was originally thinking about getting something for free, but this tiger seems really stingy. If I don't hold this banquet, won't I miss this opportunity?"

Fang Suichu raised his head and asked the dwarf tiger as if to confirm:

"Once I pay for my ticket, there will be no limit on the food at this banquet until I am full..."

Worried that the dwarf mountain king wouldn't understand, Fang Suichu paused and then changed his words:

"What I mean is... as long as I can participate in this banquet, I will definitely satisfy the guests' appetites, right?"

Chapter 23: The Banquet Begins

Fang Suichu's words stunned everyone for a moment. Is it the right time to say such words in such a tense and solemn occasion?

Moreover, this so-called 'Tiger' is now in such a strange posture, and the so-called banquet he mentioned is obviously not right.

Zhu Biaotou couldn't help but look at Fang Suichu in astonishment. Even Shanjun's attention shifted to Fang Suichu and he began to look at him carefully.

"Of course. My banquets are all about the enjoyment of both host and guest. After you present your offerings, what I will give you is not just any ordinary gift. Of course, you will be satisfied."

After saying this, the dwarf tiger looked at Fang Suichu and sized him up:

"Tell me, what do you want to offer to Mr. Motoyama?"

"If you're unwilling to offer yourself, then the two girls behind you can offer themselves..."

After saying that, the dwarf mountain king cast a greedy look at Wu Yuanshuo and Li Qingming.

The two girls were very spiritual and were top-quality materials among the people in Guishi. Otherwise, they would not have stayed in Guishi for so long and were eventually bought by Changyin Temple for a huge sum of money.

"I advise you not to even think about this. Putting aside whether or not you deserve this banquet, even if it's anything, they wouldn't be the ones to trade with."

He scratched the tip of his index finger with his fingernail, and a drop of blood flowed out from the shallow wound. Fang Suichu snapped his fingers and dripped the blood towards the moonlight in front of the dwarf mountain king.

The moonlight, which was clearly insubstantial, caught the drop of blood, and then the blood dissolved in the light.

The hazy moonlight suddenly flickered, as if some creature was trembling and sucking excitedly. The yellow stains on the stained moon disk faded a little as the blood digested it, but the greasy feeling brought by the light became even worse.

The dwarf tiger king had originally been furious when he saw Fang Suichu had only offered a drop of blood. But after seeing the moon disk above his head react like this, his expression suddenly changed, and the greed on his face became even stronger than before.

"Is it ready? If it is, let's start the meal."

Fang Suichu said impatiently.

The dwarf mountain king reacted: "No... one drop of blood is not enough."

"I want more... one of your hands... no, one of your arms! Offer one of your arms, and you may join Mr. Honsan's banquet."

"Mr., is this banquet of yours made of gold or silver?"

Hearing the words of the dwarf mountain king, Fang Suichu widened his eyes and started cursing.

"I'm not participating. Do whatever you want."

As he spoke, Fang Suichu extended his hand towards the dwarf tiger king:

"Give it back."

The dwarf tiger was stunned and stared at Fang Suichu blankly for a moment. He thought he had heard it wrong.

"Didn't you hear me clearly? I said refund the ticket! Give me back my drop of blood." Fang Suichu said righteously.

The dwarf mountain king's expression became completely gloomy, and along with his mood, a gust of cold wind blew on the gentle slope of the forest.

Dang Fang Suichu was not afraid at all and continued to stare at the dwarf tiger. The atmosphere became tense, as if a fight would break out at any time.

However, in the end, no real fight broke out. The gloomy face of the dwarf tiger king, which seemed to be dripping with water, suddenly relaxed and turned into a warm smile.

"How can you return a gift you've given me? That's totally against etiquette."

"Two drops of blood, plus the two girls' share. Give me two more drops of blood, and I'll start the feast right away."

The dwarf tiger seemed to have completely ignored the Tongxiang Escort Agency group at this moment, and his attention was completely focused on Fang Suichu.

This situation was naturally perfect for the escort team of Tongxiang Escort Agency. However, even if they were watching the show from the sidelines, what they saw still gave them a huge sense of weirdness.

That dwarf mountain king was no ordinary creature; it must be some kind of strange creature, and a very powerful one at that. It was a huge crisis, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say so. But at this moment, the solemnity was greatly dispelled by the bargaining scene before them, which was like buying vegetables at a market.

Although it was unclear why the dwarf tiger king did not turn hostile in the end, but instead reduced the price from an arm to two drops of blood, it was also unclear what was so extraordinary about the blood of the young man in Taoist robes that made the dwarf tiger king so covetous.

But even though the conditions were extremely favorable in the eyes of the escort who was watching the show, the young man in Taoist robes, whose origins were unknown, looked extremely unhappy.

"Md, I never thought I would have to face the cost of silence one day. What if that drop of blood doesn't come back? But wouldn't I be the same as the Yin Yi Taoist in Changyin Temple?"

Yin Yi, a Taoist priest from Changyin Temple, has been trapped in the sunk cost trap since he gave Fang Suichu the second drop of corpse fluid. He can only continue to provide Fang Suichu with corpse fluid until it is completely drained.

With personal experience and lessons learned, Fang Suichu will naturally not make such mistakes.

"We agreed to give you two more drops. If you still can't give me two more drops, I'll just turn against you."

The way to avoid the sunk cost trap is to set a clear bottom line for yourself. Once the cost exceeds this bottom line, you must withdraw immediately even if it means cutting losses.

"Of course. Do you think I would lie to you?" the dwarf tiger replied.

Following the dwarf tiger's words, Fang Suichu carefully squeezed two more drops of blood from the wound on his finger. He determined the dosage, unwilling to give even a single drop more. Then, with a flick of his hand, he cast the two drops of blood into the moonlight shone from the moon disk.

The moonlight flickered again, and in the end, it became more condensed, and the moon disk looked even more flawless.

"Are you ready? Let's start the meal quickly and stop dawdling."

Fang Suichu urged, as if he was the host of this moonlit banquet with the tiger king.

The dwarf mountain king laughed, waved his robe, and announced the start of the banquet.

As he spoke, the moon disk hanging above his head turned, and an oily, solid slurry spilled from the pale yellow, jade-like moon disk.

Looking at the slurry about to drip from the moon disk, the originally quiet beasts around suddenly became agitated and developed an instinctive desire for the slurry.

The dwarf mountain king waved his hand again, and the scattered slurry was diluted in the moonlight, turning into illusory slurry and sinking into the herd of beasts that had just made contributions.

The body of the beast that received the serum seemed to be rendered in moonlight color, and was connected to the aura of the hanging moon disk.

At first glance, this scene seems extremely magical, but when it is accompanied by the scene of the mutilated limbs of the creature that received the moonlight serum, the scene becomes extremely creepy.

Chapter 24 Emperor's Slurry

The beasts gathered in the forest tonight had once again sacrificed parts of their limbs, leaving their bodies even more mutilated. Many had even lost vital organs, and should have died. But the truth proved that these beasts were still alive, in a sense, 'alive'.

The beasts no longer needed to hunt or breathe, so if some organs were lost, they were lost. But what kept them alive was the so-called mountain king's feast, the moonlight slurry.

The escort team from Tongxiang Escort Agency was watching the show, and their employer, the woman sitting in the carriage, was also watching. Words echoed in the carriage that only she could hear:

"Turning the beasts into food... devouring every last bit, leaving no waste... a good trick."