384: Chapter 394 Countdown to the Sacrifice at the Sacred Mountain!

"My lord, thank you for saving our lives! But rumor has it that the Wanbao Pavilion is backed by an Old Ancestor at the Great Emperor Realm. You should leave quickly!"

"That's right, benefactor. And that expert in dark gold armor you mentioned... us bottom-tier Cultivators who were captured wouldn't be able to recognize him even if we saw him. There's no way we would know."

The bottom-tier Cultivators, accidentally saved by Su Mo, knelt on the ground, trembling as they tried to persuade him.

Su Mo, carrying his still-dripping magic blade, frowned deeply as he looked at these bottom-tier Cultivators who were barely clothed and living like livestock.

Although he understood that this was the underlying logic of the current cultivation system in the Great Thousand Star Domain—the law of the jungle—he deeply loathed this decadent state of affairs in his bones.

Perhaps due to their Bloodline, all the Su Family descendants taught by Su Feng were extremely repulsed by this model of absolute monopoly by aristocratic families and financial conglomerates.

One family or Sect, once they cultivated a combatant at the Great Emperor Realm level, would unscrupulously rule and exploit this Star Domain for nearly a hundred million years!

All kinds of Heaven And Earth Treasures and Secret Realm Legacies were tightly gripped in their hands, not even leaving the dregs for those at the bottom.

Even if a bottom-tier Cultivator had Heaven-Defying talent, if they lacked a background, their best fate would be to be used as "medicine ingredients" for Alchemy.

Su Mo, who had fought against Realm Demons on the Realm Battlefield for a hundred years, knew very well why the Realm Demons were so powerful.

Beyond the will of the Realm Demons themselves, it was because the Demon Race had an extremely strict and efficient distribution of resources!

Whatever Rank of demon one was, one possessed the corresponding resource allocation; nothing was ever wasted, and all resources were used where they were needed most.

In contrast, looking at the Great Thousand Star Domain, these fat-headed and big-eared wealthy Old Ancestors were still madly engaging in internal friction and slaughtering their own kind for the sake of longevity and selfish desires while a great enemy was at the gates!

"It's rotten to the core."

Su Mo coldly swept his gaze over this underground trading venue, slashed backward with his blade, shattering the plaque of the Wanbao Pavilion branch, and turned to leave with long strides.

He hadn't found any clues, and Su Xuan's disappearance left him with nowhere to vent the guilt in his heart.

He was the one who discovered the tumor in the Blood-colored Passage, and he was the one who proposed the raid plan. If not for his greed for merit and rash advance, Su Xuan would never have been swept into the Void Realm turbulence!

"Damn it! It's still because I'm not strong enough!"

Su Mo gripped the hilt of his blade tightly, a flash of paranoid madness in his eyes.

"Once I bring Su Xuan back, I must go back to the Wanxiang Star Domain to find Dad! Even if I have to be shameless, I'll make him teach me how to get strong quickly! Even if it means suffering more!"

Su Mo's gaze was sharp as a knife. With a few flashes, he turned into a beam of demonic light, killing his way toward the territory of the next faction with a menacing Aura.

...

Meanwhile.

Su Xuan, who had been searched for by his brothers until they were nearly driven mad, and who had turned the Brilliant Star Domain upside down, was sitting leisurely in the fox demon's Immortal Cave.

He had set up a campfire and, holding a wooden stick in his hand, was skillfully roasting a piece of sizzling beast leg meat.

Without the assistance of top-grade Medicinal Pills, Su Xuan could only restore his Physical Body through the most primitive method of "supplementing essence with food."

Fortunately, in a barbaric place like the Monster Realm, the one thing not lacking was all kinds of Vicious Beasts full of Qi and blood.

Although Bai Qiuqiu only had the cultivation of the Guixu Realm, she was currently designated as a sacrifice for the "Godly Sacrifice."

To ensure she was sent to the Primordial God Mountain in the best condition, the clan provided her with high-quality Heaven And Earth Treasures and Spirit Beast meat every day.

Bai Qiuqiu, like a little housekeeper, secretly moved all these precious resources to the Immortal Cave and fed them to Su Xuan.

Nourished by these resources, Su Xuan was now able to move normally, and the Immortal Qi in his body had finally begun to recover in a small trickle.

Beside the fire, he tore off a piece of fragrant Vicious Beast meat with an expressionless face and handed it to Bai Qiuqiu.

Meanwhile, in the deep sea of stars hundreds of millions of miles away from the Monster Realm, Su Long had transformed into a ten-thousand-foot Ancestral Dragon. With red eyes, he tore a disobedient Saint Realm Flood Dragon in half with his bare hands!

Su Xuan picked up a bright red Spiritual Plant fruit and gently cracked its hard shell against a stone.

And in a main city of the Brilliant Star Domain, the eldest brother, Su Hao, threw a punch. The Heavenly Tribulation Light erupted, and he smashed the head of a wealthy young dandy—who had been forcibly seizing women and shouting "My dad is a Great Emperor"—like a watermelon in the middle of the street!

Su Xuan had no idea that his brothers outside had turned into gods of slaughter to find him, plowing through half of the Star Domain.

Now, looking at the little fox demon before him who was holding the roasted meat with both hands and eating until her mouth was covered in oil, he actually felt that staying quietly like this... was quite nice.

"Wow!! You're amazing! So, food can be made like this?!"

"I really lived in vain before! Those Elders only knew how to make me eat raw Spiritual Plants!"

"Mmm... Thank you! Little Mute, this is really delicious!"

Bai Qiuqiu chewed the beast meat Su Xuan roasted while unsparingly showering him with praise.

Her clear, large eyes narrowed into crescent moons from satisfaction, the two fluffy white fox ears on her head gathered happily behind her head, and the large tail behind her wagged like a pinwheel.

Watching her defenseless, gluttonous appearance, a small arc unconsciously tugged at the corner of Su Xuan's cold, hard mouth.

He reached out and naturally used his thumb to gently wipe away a smudge of oil from the corner of Bai Qiuqiu's mouth.

This time, Bai Qiuqiu did not dodge like a frightened bird.

Although her face instantly turned red like a ripe apple, she sat obediently in place, letting Su Xuan's rough fingers brush across her cheek, and even instinctively rubbed against his palm like a kitten.

The feelings of the Yao Race were straightforward and unmasked.

Bai Qiuqiu knew that she had fallen for this outsider who appeared out of nowhere.

This was not just because he could draw the Major Thousand Worlds for her to see, but also because of the composure and mystery he carried after experiencing life and death.

After spending this time together, she discovered that this man, other than not being able to speak, was almost omnipotent.

A woman's admiration often begins with the most primitive form of "worship."

Su Xuan's coldness and calmness, as well as his tolerance—quietly listening and never refuting no matter how much she rambled...

Although the other party was a mute, there were benefits to being a mute! At least he would never argue with her!

In this secluded cave, Bai Qiuqiu had even secretly fantasized about it late at night.

If there were no pressure from the Primordial God Mountain, if she could just spend her life in this cave with Little Mute in such a plain way, how wonderful that would be.

However.

Fate always likes to deal the cruelest blow just when one feels happiest.

Just as the Immortal Cave was filled with warmth and a faint, ambiguous atmosphere.

Outside the cave, the Clan Chief's cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Qiuqiu."

"The date for the Godly Sacrifice has been set by the envoys of the Primordial God Mountain."

"It is in half a year."

"You... prepare yourself. During this time, do not run around anymore."

After the Clan Chief finished announcing the death-sentence-like notification, he turned and left.

Inside the Immortal Cave, there was a deathly silence.

The smile on Bai Qiuqiu's face instantly froze, her body stiffened in place as if struck by lightning.

"Plop."

The piece of roasted meat in her hand, still emitting fragrance, fell weakly from her fingertips and dropped onto the ground.