77: Chapter 77 Black Ape

The Cultivator's pupils shrank violently, and he instinctively tried to dodge, but the Blood Seal Curse suppressed his Qi and blood, and the lingering might of the Colorless Profound Light remained, causing his mana to circulate sluggishly; he had no time to react at all.

"Pfft!"

The crimson light ring slashed across his neck, his head flew up, blood gushed out, and his corpse fell from mid-air, slamming into the ground with a dull thud.

The Cultivator's eyes were still open, a look of terror still lingering on his face; even in death, he had not realized what had happened.

The Yang Essence Blade Ring circled in the air, tracing an arc as it headed straight for Huo Xuan.

Huo Xuan's pupils shrank violently, spiritual light gathered in his hand, and he struck out with a palm toward the incoming light ring.

"Boom!"

The spiritual light collided with the light ring, exploding into a wave of air.

The Yang Essence Blade Ring was knocked back a distance, but it quickly stabilized, hovering in mid-air, buzzing and spinning before flying over to slash again.

"Boom!!!"

Huo Xuan's internal Spiritual Qi formed a barrier, desperately resisting.

"You Yao Race! You truly deserve to die!"

"How dare you kill a member of my Immortal Sect!"

Huo Xuan's eyes were fierce and he gritted his teeth, but at this moment, it was all a futile effort.

"Boom!!"

"Ah!!"

"Squelch!!"

The Yang Essence Blade Ring broke through Huo Xuan's spell barrier, passed directly through his chest, and blood sprayed on the spot!

"Pah!"

"Trash!"

Wu Li waved his wings, and his Demon Power, like silk threads, coiled around the corpses of the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators, storing them into his Stomach Storage.

As for the puddle of meat paste on the ground that could no longer be identified as human, it had been refined by the Profound Light until only a clump of dark red essence blood and minced meat remained.

Wu Li opened his Blood Pupil, and a scarlet light enveloped the mass of flesh and blood; the essence blood was extracted, turning into a wisp of red light that merged into his Blood Pupil.

The remaining residue was swept away by a gust of wind from a flap of Wu Li's wings, turning into grayish-black powder that was scattered by the night wind, leaving nothing behind.

After doing all this.

Wu Li opened his Blood Pupil again, and the scarlet light swept across a range of several tens of zhang.

After confirming that no Cultivator was pursuing him, he retracted his Blood Pupil, spread his wings, and flew toward Taiyue Mountain.

...

One incense stick of time later.

The silhouette of Taiyue Mountain appeared in his field of vision.

Wu Li folded his wings, silently passed through the stone pillars on the outskirts of the Stone Forest, and landed deep within the Limestone Cave.

By the pool, on the bluestone, he landed and spat out the two corpses from his Stomach Storage, piling them to the side.

"What a stroke of bad luck."

"Going out just once caused so much trouble!"

Wu Li cursed in a low voice.

But he also knew that this was the world of cultivation, where humans and the Yao Race could not coexist.

This could not be blamed on anyone; even without Su Wanyue or anyone else, as long as Wu Li left Taiyue Mountain, once he was discovered by a Human Race Cultivator, it would be a matter of Karma.

Either I kill you, or you kill me.

"Hoo~"

Wu Li was squatting on the bluestone, closing his eyes to rest and calm the Demon Power within his body.

Soon.

From outside the Limestone Cave came the sound of flapping wings.

Heiyu flew in first, landed below the bluestone, and respectfully lowered his head.

Then Bai Chi, Heida, Heier, and Heisan followed closely behind; the five crows squatted in a neat row, their gazes fixed on Wu Li.

Heiyu looked up and saw that Wu Li's Demonic Qi was still surging, and there were still traces of undried blood on his feathers. A hint of worry flashed in his eyes as he asked, "Old Ancestor, has something happened?"

Wu Li opened his eyes, his blood-red pupils sweeping over the five crows, and he waved his wings, his voice hoarse and indifferent.

"I ran into some brainless Human Race members and had a fight."

He lowered his head to look at the two corpses piled to the side and prodded them with his claw.

"I have already extracted the essence blood from these two corpses; you can take the rest and distribute them."

"Thank you, Old Ancestor!"

The five crows said in unison, their voices full of respect and excitement.

Heiyu took the lead and stepped forward to pick up one corpse with his beak, Heida picked up the other, Heier and Heisan helped drag them, while Bai Chi did not move and remained squatting in place.

Wu Li looked at Bai Chi: "What is it?"

Bai Chi hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and spat out a few bright red little fruits from his mouth, pushing them toward Wu Li with his claw. The fruits were round and plump, bright red and translucent, looking like miniature cherries, each one emitting a faint fluorescent glow.

Bai Chi's voice was light and clear, with a hint of ingratiation.

"Old Ancestor, I noticed you seem to like spiritual fruits, so I found these while roaming Taiyue Mountain."

Wu Li looked down at the red fruits; they were not big, their Spiritual Qi fluctuations were not strong, their age was not high, and they did not look special—they were just ordinary spiritual fruits, not even as good in quality as the green fruits he had picked from the Vulture Demon's lair.

He reached out his claw and tossed one into his mouth.

As the fruit entered his mouth, the juice burst forth.

A refreshing and sweet taste spread through his mouth—sweet, mellow, and thick, with a faint, elusive floral fragrance. It was like chewing a piece of honey candy, or perhaps taking a sip of mountain spring water; it was sweet but not cloying, refreshing to the heart and spirit.

"Not bad."

Wu Li nodded, his voice hoarse but his tone carrying a rare gentleness.

"You have a thoughtful heart."

Bai Chi's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly: "As long as Old Ancestor likes them, there are plenty more in that place; I will go pick more tomorrow."

"Be careful."

Wu Li waved his wings, and Bai Chi tactfully retreated, picked up the half-corpse on the ground, and followed Heiyu and the others out of the Limestone Cave.

The Limestone Cave returned to silence. Wu Li squatted on the bluestone and tossed another red fruit into his mouth. The sweetness melted on the tip of his tongue, making Wu Li feel that his mood had improved quite a bit.

...

Deep in Taiyue Mountain.

The night was like ink.

The moonlight was tightly blocked by the tree canopy, with only occasional wisps of silvery white leaking through the gaps, shining onto the thick fallen leaves.

At this moment.

A huge Black Ape walked out of the dense forest; its body was three zhang tall, covered in pitch-black fur, with knotted muscles.

The Black Ape's eyes were dark gold, with vertical pupils that gleamed with a faint, cold light in the darkness, like two ghost fires.

It did not restrain its aura.

The might of a Third-Rank Great Yao spread outward like a tide; the chirping of insects and birds along the way stopped abruptly, and even the wind seemed to bypass it.

The Black Ape strode forward, heading toward the outskirts of Taiyue Mountain, but when it walked in front of a bamboo forest, its footsteps stopped abruptly.

At the entrance of the bamboo forest, a woman sat on a bluestone.

She wore a light green dress, her long hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, and she was barefoot, with a red string tied around her ankle.

A pair of fair legs hung over the edge of the bluestone, her feet soaking in the cool pool water; ripples surged, and the moonlight shone on the water's surface, shattering into a sheet of silver white.

"Splash..."

She lowered her head, using her hand to splash the water, pouring it onto her calves, one splash after another. Water droplets flowed down her smooth skin, gleaming with a lustrous sheen under the moonlight.

There was not a shred of Demonic Qi leaking from her body, but that invisible sense of oppression made the Black Ape's pupils shrink violently.

The Black Ape stopped, his gaze fixed, and black light flashed around his body. His figure rapidly shrank, transforming into a two-meter-tall, black-faced man with thick eyebrows and large eyes, a rugged face, and wearing a black animal-skin robe that revealed two arms with knotted muscles.

He stood outside the bamboo forest, looking at the woman on the bluestone, his voice deep like muffled thunder: "Madam Hua, what is the meaning of this?"