“That kid must have taken the opportunity to slip away. No hurry. The Restriction of this Legacy has now been completely eroded by me. Once I retrieve the Imperial Spirit Legacy left by the Hundred Flowers Evil Saint and recover most of my strength, it won’t be too late to go after him,” Dan Ji thought, then sat down cross-legged to recover her spiritual energy.
Now, everyone with a bit of strength in this cave was dead. Luo Hongyan had been sent out by Changqing using the Hundred Flowers Token, leaving only some small demons in the Transient Realm and Chana Realm.
So even though she was severely injured, she didn't need to specifically find a hiding place to recuperate. It was like a lion king on the savanna; when it wanted to rest, it would just lie down, with no creature capable of threatening it.
It was the same for Dan Ji. It was no exaggeration to say that if ten thousand creatures from the Transient Realm and Chana Realm came, ten thousand would die. They were merely blood food to nourish her.
“I’ll recover for a while, then go find the Hundred Flowers Token, and by the way, devour all the flesh and blood of these little demons in the cave. Although they taste bad, it will at least help,” she murmured to herself.
“No need to search, the Hundred Flowers Token is right here in my hand.”
From the darkness, Changqing slowly walked in front of Dan Ji, holding up the token.
He wore tattered, blood-stained clothes, as if he had experienced a brutal battle, looking dishevelled. In his hand, he held a blood-stained white bone tablet, on which the three characters “Hundred Flowers Token” were carved.
Dan Ji was startled, but then smiled gently.
“My dear disciple, your Master thought you were going to slip away. It turns out you didn’t abandon me and commit such a rebellious act.”
“Heh heh.” Changqing chuckled.
“Old woman, what are you talking about? You’re already free, yet you still don’t dare to break through this thin layer of paper? I called you Master a few times, and you really think I’m your obedient disciple? I’m here to make a deal with you.”
These words were like a thunderclap, freezing Dan Ji’s smile on her face.
After a long while, she finally reacted, laughing in extreme anger.
“Good, good, good.”
After saying “good” three times in a row, Dan Ji looked as if she had witnessed the most foolish person in the world. After savoring the moment, she wasn’t particularly angry; she merely felt that Changqing was nothing more than a clown, amusing to watch.
“Kid, do you think that because this venerable one just went through a great battle and is now at the end of her rope, you can be the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?”
“Go ahead and try. Even Liu Lu back then only dared to injure me through a sneak attack. What are you, a mere Second Level of the Moment Realm, to dare to plot against me?”
Changqing shook the token in his hand.
“Don’t rush. I heard your conversation just now. You came here for the Legacy of this Hundred Flowers Cave, right? I think… I can also have a share.”
Dan Ji was so amused by his words that she burst into laughter.
“Hahahaha, you kid, you’re truly a born Evil Path natural, but unfortunately, you’re too greedy and not smart enough. Haven’t you ever considered what makes you qualified to make a deal with me?”
“Because the token is in my hand, and without me, you are destined not to get it.”
As Changqing spoke, he actually imitated Liu Lu from before, and in front of Dan Ji, put the token in his mouth and swallowed it.
“The token is now inside me. If you want to kill me to get the token, I will inject spiritual energy and leave the Hundred Flowers Cave with the token. Without the token, you will be trapped in the Hundred Flowers Cave forever.”
“I want you to swear an Blood Oath Spirit, never to harm me, plot against me, or be against me, and then share half of the Legacy with me. Otherwise, you can stay here for the rest of your life.”
Dan Ji stood up. Although she was now petite, her aura still firmly suppressed Changqing.
“My dear disciple, your Master will teach you a lesson. Although you might not use it in this life, pay attention in your next life.”
She smiled evilly. Now that she was free, Changqing no longer held any value to her. She had originally planned to keep him by her side and refine him into high-quality blood material when the time was right.
But Changqing’s foolishness and insolence had completely made her lose interest. She might as well refine him now.
“Remember, my dear disciple, never be arrogant. You think you can take the Hundred Flowers Token out? That only shows how naive you are. The Hundred Flowers Token and this Legacy are one. After you leave, it will naturally remain where it is. How ridiculous that you actually fantasized about using it to trap me.”
She extended her slender hand and placed it on Changqing’s chest.
“This Cultivation you possess was given by me. Now I want to take it back. You don’t mind, do you?”
Before Changqing could react, Dan Ji’s hand slid down sharply, her fair arm piercing through his abdomen like a spear.
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Changqing’s mouth, his face showing an expression of disbelief.
“You… how could you…”
Dan Ji’s face showed disdain, and she said scornfully.
“What? Because I taught you Cultivation Technique and gave you Imperial Spirit, you dare to constantly cross my bottom line and even fantasize about taking a share of the Legacy?”
“Do you know how precious this Legacy is? How dare you even think of touching it?”
As she spoke, she ignored Changqing’s pained expression, rummaged through his body with her hand, rudely pushed aside his internal organs, and finally, with a forceful pull, extracted a blood-stained token.
The token was still entangled with a section of Changqing’s intestine, the other end of which was still connected to his belly.
Changqing painfully half-knelt on the ground, but he still stubbornly raised his head, staring fixedly at the token in Dan Ji’s hand, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
Dan Ji seemed to enjoy his disheveled appearance and was not in a hurry to tear off that section of intestine. Instead, she tugged on it, like leading a dog, and placed one foot on Changqing’s shoulder, looking down at him from above.
She examined the token in her hand. Indeed, as Changqing had said, its surface was rough, it was entirely milky white, and it emitted a soft glow.
“This Hundred Flowers Token clearly belongs to the Eight Boundaries, so why is it carved with Eight Wilderness Text…?”
Frowning, she attempted to inject spiritual energy into it.
“Dan Ji!” Changqing, kneeling on the ground, Suddenly roared.
Dan Ji was startled and looked at him, only to see the young man’s face contorted in a ferocious grimace, glaring at her as if his eyes could spit fire.
“The wails of the weak, meaningless struggles.” Dan Ji shook her head. With a flick of her wrist, she tugged hard on his intestine, and the young man was immediately pulled to the ground, getting a mouth full of dirt and sand.
Dan Ji placed her foot on his head and said condescendingly.
“I had originally planned to keep you for a while, but who told you to be so ungrateful? What a pity, what a pity. It would have been more effective to kill you after you cultivated all your six viscera and eight bowels, but for now, I’ll just have to make do.”
With that, she increased the pressure on her foot, as if to crush Changqing’s head.
Changqing struggled painfully on the ground, emitting a whimpering moan. Dan Ji, seeing this, became even more excited, rotating the tip of her foot and pressing down hard.
But the young man’s head did not explode as she had expected. Nothing happened, except that his voice changed from a whimper to a cold laugh.
Dan Ji was startled. How could her strength not even be able to crush his head?
“Old woman, are you only just realizing it?”
The young man’s voice came from beneath her foot, carrying an endless mocking tone.
Her eyes widened. The young man beneath her foot was like a giant peak rising from the ground. She could no longer suppress him. The young man’s head pushed against her sole, his hands braced on the ground, and he slowly lifted his head, straightened his back. Dan Ji’s foot was slowly pushed aside, causing her to stumble.
“My guess was indeed correct. Ever since I Cultivated your Cultivation Technique, my sense of pain has become weaker and weaker. At your Realm, I’m afraid you’ve even lost the sense of pain, haven’t you?”
Dan Ji was stunned, then looked at her palm in alarm.
The “Hundred Flowers Token” in her hand was covered with several sharp thorns. Her palm had long been pierced like a cactus, yet she hadn’t noticed.
It was then that she noticed that within Changqing’s intestine, which was wrapped around the token, several thin, blood-red threads were embedded.
“Bone Spike Spirit…? Blood Filament Spirit? How is that possible?!”
She hastily spread her hand, wanting to shake off the thorny token, but the young man took a step forward and firmly gripped her hand with his pale hand.
His slender fingers tightly enveloped Dan Ji’s small hand, his knuckles turning white from the force, not allowing her to shake him off even an inch.
“Let go!”
Dan Ji shrieked. Her other hand reached out to help, but the young man seized her wrist, rendering her unable to move.
She struggled fiercely, but the young man pressed closer, tackling her to the ground and pinning her down.
“Master, you didn’t expect this, did you? I really am that oriole.”
His voice was filled with coldness, like the god of death claiming a life.
For the first time, fear appeared in Dan Ji’s eyes.
