Porter's Immortal Cultivation: I Have Level 5 Full Inscriptions

Chapter 138 Strong Wind

Upon hearing this, Pei Shihou's face lit up with a smug look, and he said triumphantly.

"Oh, you're calculating by weight, huh? Good eye!"

"This wolf cub is out foraging for food with several snow wolves."

"I saw its extraordinary appearance at first glance and knew it would amount to something great in the future, so I went to great lengths to catch it."

"Who would have thought those giant wolves would return so quickly?"

"They suddenly appeared and surrounded my team, giving me no time to use my fan."

"Otherwise, I could wipe them all out by myself, and then you wouldn't have a chance."

The group looked at each other, a sense of powerlessness rising in their hearts.

Yang Silang thought to himself, "You're such a troublemaker. No wonder those giant wolves were fighting Pei Shihou's men to the death."

You have robbed someone's clan of their future hope, so they will fight you to the death. This little wolf cub is really unlucky to have met you.

Moreover, Pei Shihou boasted to everyone about how extraordinary the wolf cub was, completely unaware that the price he paid for obtaining it was the near annihilation of his entire army, with him being the sole survivor.

It's hard to judge a situation where someone else is sent to their death while they reap the benefits.

"what……"

Pei Shihou suddenly cried out in pain. It turned out that the wolf cub had taken advantage of his complacency and bitten his hand hard. A circle of silver light burst from its mouth, and the temperature in the vicinity immediately dropped.

Although the wolf cub was small, it still possessed extraordinary abilities. It bit down so deeply that the bone was visible, and blood gushed out, only to be frozen solid.

"Damn it!"

Pei Shihou's expression suddenly changed, his smug face instantly twisted into a ferocious grimace, and the bitten hand instantly transformed into an ice ball, emitting a chilling aura.

boom!

He used his inner energy to instantly shatter the ice on his injured hand, restoring its free movement, but there was a clear, deep bite mark on it.

Pei Shihou's eyes reddened, a fierce glint flashing within them. He gripped the wolf cub's neck tightly with his other hand and cursed.

"You damned beast, how dare you bite me!"

"How dare you!"

Click!

With a sharp crack, he applied force to the wolf cub, which howled in pain. Its neck lolled to the side, its body went limp, blood trickled from the corner of its mouth, and its eyes went vacant.

This wondrous wolf cub, obtained at the cost of seven or eight lives, was killed by him by snapping its neck.

"unlucky!"

Pei Shihou threw the wolf cub's carcass to the ground and hurriedly poured some medicine powder from his pocket onto his hand to stop the bleeding.

"what……"

Ji Jinliang, who was standing nearby, cried out in surprise and reached out to take the wolf cub's corpse. But then he realized it was inappropriate and withdrew his hand, his face full of astonishment.

Just because this wolf cub bit Pei Shihou, he killed it without hesitation!

Such a precious capture, are you just going to kill it like that?

Furthermore, wouldn't the entire team that died earlier have died in vain in order to capture this cub?

A sense of absurdity arose in everyone's hearts, and they felt that their efforts to rush into the battle to save people had been in vain.

The wolf cub died.

A hundred feet away, deep in the jungle, came angry howls. Everyone thought the two surviving giant wolves would be far away, but they never expected that they would be hanging far behind them all this time.

Now, the wolf cub is dead.

Two wolves howled mournfully in the woods.

A rustling sound came from afar, and two giant wolves emerged from the woods, moving swiftly like arrows.

In the pitch-black night, they could only tell from the sound that the two wolves were getting closer and closer to them.

Suddenly, four creatures, resembling shimmering green lanterns, appeared more than ten feet away, emitting mournful cries and singing long songs, but none dared to approach.

Pei Shihou's Red Bird Fan nearly wiped out the entire wolf pack with a single flap; its power was truly astonishing.

Everyone held long weapons and stood guard.

The two giant wolves howled for a moment, then suddenly stopped, leaped into the darkness behind them, and soon disappeared.

"Hahaha..." Pei Shihou laughed maliciously a few times, "Fools, they still know how to run for their lives. If they dare to come over, we'll all die together!"

Suddenly he turned to look at Ji Jinliang, his brows furrowing.

"I saw you reach out to catch that wolf carcass just now. You dare take my things?"

Ji Jinliang was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he hurriedly waved his hands to defend himself, his forehead covered in sweat.

"Fourth Young Master, I just think it's a shame that its shiny fur fell to the ground."

"How dare I, a lowly person, covet your gains?"

Pei Shihou then dropped the stern look on his face.

Ji Jinliang breathed a sigh of relief, cursing inwardly that the Fourth Young Master was a madman and wondered how his former followers could tolerate serving him.

He had tried to flatter Pei Shihou but ended up making a fool of himself. He shrank back and prepared to distance himself from Pei Shihou, hoping to find a corner to remain silent.

Unexpectedly, Pei Shihou suddenly lashed Ji Jinliang's shoulder with a whip without warning. The whip was so strong that it tore Ji Jinliang's clothes apart, and blood immediately appeared on his skin.

Pei Shih-hou suddenly burst into tears.

"You rascal, you're the closest to me!"

"I impulsively tried to strangle Xiaoyin just now, why didn't you stop me?"

"You owe me my little silver!"

Ji Jinliang was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the crowd for help out of the corner of his eye—just now he was a dead beast, but now he's a little silver, Pei Shihou, do you have no shame?

Pei Buqi coughed and took half a step forward. Ji Jinliang was, after all, a member of the team. If Pei Shihou continued to cause trouble, the morale of the entire team would collapse.

Unexpectedly, Pei Shihou suddenly reached out and touched the rat clinging to Ji Jinliang's neck.

"Your rat-like eyes and beard are all dark gold; you're quite interesting, a rather promising young demon!"

"You caused me to lose a demon, so you must compensate me with a demon!"

"how?"

His character is flawed, but he still retains the discernment of a scion of a prominent family.

It was immediately obvious that the treasure-hunting rat was extraordinary.

As Pei Shihou spoke, he patted Ji Jinliang on the shoulder. Ji Jinliang trembled, his face stiff with a forced smile. He was unwilling to agree, nor did he dare to disagree.

Pei Shihou had already reached out and caught the treasure-hunting rat in his hand.

This rat was clever; seeing how "Little Silver" had died so tragically, its whole body stiffened like a wax sculpture, it obediently allowed Pei Shihou to catch it, not even daring to escape.

Pei Shihou chuckled as he made his discovery, then sat back down comfortably, still holding the treasure-hunting rat in his hand.

Ji Jinliang was sweating profusely. He staggered to a corner and watched as his demon pet was taken away. His heart was bleeding with pain. Sure enough, it was not easy to curry favor with a powerful family. There were risks involved. If you were not careful, you would lose both your wife and your army.

Pei Buqi sighed and withdrew his foot, which had already taken half a step.

If Ji Jinliang backs down first, how can he possibly speak up for him?

Yang Silang observed this with indifference.

That future great demon seed, the harvest obtained through the blood of a team, was destroyed simply because Pei Shihou insisted on stuffing the flesh and blood of someone's relatives into his mouth. He was bitten and, in a fit of rage, threw himself to his death.

Then, taking his anger out on Ji Jinliang, he seized Ji Jinliang's demonic pet.

Pei Shihou truly lived up to his reputation; those who obeyed prospered while those who defied them perished. He was shameless and had absolutely no connection to kindness or integrity.

"Here you go... Don't say I'm taking advantage of you..." Pei Shihou, who had gotten a good deal but was still acting innocent, casually waved his hand and threw the wolf cub's corpse on the ground towards Ji Jinliang, who was sitting in the corner.

"Since it's been replaced, this thing is yours!"

Ji Jin jumped up in a flurry of activity, carefully catching the wolf carcass, tears welling up in his eyes.

This wolf cub is a treasure when it's alive, but once it dies, it's just a tiny little thing and not worth much money.

The big green thief with its beady eyes approached, circling the weighing scale three times to the left and three times to the right, its nose constantly sniffing the wolf cub's corpse, its saliva dripping three feet long, clearly extremely hungry.

For demons, devouring the flesh and blood of their own kind is a great source of nourishment.

Ji Jinliang's eyebrows twitched. He noticed that Pei Shihou wasn't paying attention to him, so he tiptoed closer to Yang Silang.

"Brother Silang, can we switch?"

Yang Silang chuckled and shook his head.

A gentleman does not take what others love.

Ji Jinliang pleaded in a low voice, while Da Qing, with its big, watery eyes, kept rubbing against Yang Silang's trouser leg. It was intelligent, understood human speech, and its demonic aura was boiling.

She really couldn't speak properly, otherwise she would have agreed on Yang Silang's behalf long ago.

Finally, Yang Silang reluctantly agreed to weigh the goods and exchanged them for a few herbs of forget-me-not.

Daqing happily disappeared into the darkness with the wolf cub's corpse in his mouth. Soon, the sound of him smacking his lips as he devoured the food could be heard, indicating that he had started eating.

After this minor incident, everyone spoke to Pei Shihou with a degree of caution.

Fortunately, Pei Shihou did not relapse afterward, and he was quite satisfied as he played with the treasure-hunting rat in his hand.

After discussing for a moment, they decided to continue south after dawn. They would not rest at noon the next day and would eat dry rations directly. They would search until late afternoon and then return by the same route, since they were already relatively familiar with the way back and it would not take two and a half days.

While everyone was talking, Daqing kept coughing in the darkness, and seemed to be vomiting. It was unclear whether he had eaten something bad.

Yang Silang took a look and saw that Daqing's demonic energy had condensed and his muscles had become even stronger. He was just coughing and there shouldn't be any problem, so he didn't bother with him anymore.

Everyone set a night watch schedule to prevent monsters from attacking at night.

Yang Silang was ranked first, followed by Pei, Zhuang, and Bai in that order. When Pei Shihou saw this, he clamored that he also wanted to work the night shift, so he had to be counted as one of them.

midnight.

Yang Silang, who had already taken his night shift, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. He was indeed exhausted after a great battle today. He couldn't use his magic in front of others, so sleeping was the best way to recover. As for his supernatural powers, it was best to use them sparingly in this dangerous place. He could recover his health by sleeping, so using his Rejuvenation power would be a luxury.

"Master...Master..."

Suddenly, a fawning, hoarse, unfamiliar voice whispered in Yang Silang's ear.

"Wake up! Something's wrong with the sky!"

Yang Silang suddenly opened his eyes, looking wary. The voice was wrong; there was no such person in the group. Who was this ghostly demon calling him "Master"?

His whole body was tense, his blood and qi were flowing, and his true energy was surging. His hand was already on his waist knife, and if he opened his eyes, he would strike if things went wrong.

Daqing was kneeling beside him, its mouth opening and closing. When it saw that he was awake, it quickly snorted twice.

"Master...the weather looks strange!"

Yang Silang was taken aback at first, then overjoyed. Daqing had actually spoken! You must know that for a demon to speak human language, it must refine its transverse bone, which is a difficult hurdle that requires profound accumulation before it can even attempt.

Daqing devoured everything in the secret realm, from arrow-shaped grass to giant wolf corpses, and then to the pure-blooded silver wolf cub. It turned out that its coughing was refining its transverse bone!

On one hand, it obtained three points of repair essence, which subtly transformed its body and bloodline. On the other hand, it entered the secret realm to replenish itself. By chance, it actually refined its transverse bone and was able to speak human language!

However, there are more pressing matters at hand.

Yang Silang looked around and saw that Pei Shihou was on night duty, and the young master was sleeping soundly.

The horizon was pitch black in the distance.

Suddenly, a large patch of yellow rapidly dyed the black night sky and then quickly advanced in this direction.

In just a few breaths.

A rumbling sound came from the horizon. Now it was clear that the yellow expanse was actually a vast, all-encompassing wind that blocked out the sky and earth. In the yellow sandstorm, there were also several tornadoes that almost connected heaven and earth, their thickness unknown, swirling within.

Wherever it passed, trees on the mountain were swept into the air, and many large monsters struggled in the air.

"Run!"

Yang Silang roared, and by then everyone had already woken up, so they mounted their horses and galloped away!

Daqing carried Yang Silang forward, not forgetting to hold the weight in its mouth, and rushed to the front!

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