Chapter 868

605. Ge Nie learning 'Cook Ding Butchering the Ox'?

"Heh, you don't have to feel like I played you."

Guiguzi said faintly:

"Among those medicinal herbs, the Zhu Guo is one of the most important ingredients; a thousand-year Zhu Guo has an even better effect."

"What's more, do you really think Prince Fusu and the others would truly notify you of this news at the first opportunity?"

"At the very least, they would first ensure that the army and the people in the imperial court were strengthened, and only after controlling the majority of the medicinal herbs would they inform you of this news."

"In the end, the Hundred Schools and the Great Qin are ultimately not the closest of relations."

Zou Yan snorted coldly, but she did not deny it.

She was just more or less annoyed with Guiguzi.

"I won't go back on what I promised you; I'll just give you a drop of the fierce beast's essence blood."

Guiguzi looked at Zou Yan with a smile.

"Additionally, there is another piece of news to tell you."

"Everyone knows that you hunted a Foundation Establishment late-stage fierce beast, and you also know the importance all parties currently place on fierce beasts."

"A Foundation Establishment late-stage fierce beast is enough to bring them closer to ascending to the upper realm; naturally, some people will take such a risk."

"I advise you to dispose of this fierce beast as soon as possible."

Suddenly, Zou Yan became worried; she wasn't afraid of the other Hundred Schools, but if Fusu and the others also wanted to make a move...

"You're overthinking it."

Guiguzi chuckled.

"You are merely guarding the Yunmeng Marsh; a single Foundation Establishment late-stage fierce beast is the best harvest."

"To the Hundred Schools, your harvest is indeed unprecedented, but to the Great Qin, which controls the entire world and guards the seas, it is insignificant."

"As far as I know, the Great Qin army has already suppressed four or five Foundation Establishment peak-stage fierce beasts; don't forget, the Ying clan still has five cultivators guarding the Great Qin."

"The seas also have the most fierce beasts."

"Even Meng Tian has already consumed a complete drop of python beast essence blood; by now, he is likely already approaching the Earth Immortal realm."

"However, the Great Qin is the Great Qin, and the Hundred Schools are the Hundred Schools; the Hundred Schools dare not covet the Great Qin's harvest."

"But your Yin-Yang School may not be able to withstand the covetousness of so many Hundred Schools."

"Dispose of it as soon as possible."

"As far as I know, the Human Sect, the Agricultural School, and the Novelist School have already begun rushing toward the Yunmeng Marsh."

Hearing this, Zou Yan also felt the trouble.

She wasn't worried about the Heaven Sect; that old guy Beimingzi had obtained a cultivation technique thanks to Seeing Xiao Meng and was currently in seclusion practicing.

The Heaven Sect guarded Dongting Lake, where resources were also plentiful, so they wouldn't look upon her harvest.

But the Confucian School and others, because they joined the Great Qin too late, were not allocated very good resource areas.

The famous mountains and lakes within the Great Qin were all carved up by the army and forces that had always had good relations with the Great Qin, such as the Yin-Yang School, the Vertical and Horizontal School, the Legalist School, and the Military School.

What the Confucian School guarded were only some small lakes in the original location of the Han state.

The Human Sect was even more miserable, having been allocated the area of the Wei state.

They hadn't even seen a Foundation Establishment mid-stage fierce beast, let alone a late-stage one.

Xunzi and the Human Sect's Xiaoyaotian were both eyeing ascension to the upper realm; it was impossible for them not to seize such an opportunity.

"Did that old thing Xunzi come too?"

Zou Yan asked with a frown.

"He is also stuck on the edge of the Earth Immortal realm; naturally, he cannot give up this opportunity."

Hearing Guiguzi say this, Zou Yan felt even more irritable.

She immediately said:

"Since that is the case, there is no need for more words; let's divide the fierce beast directly."

Xinghun and the others immediately became excited, and Guiguzi raised his hand and said:

"Wait, use a jade container to store the fresh blood, otherwise the spiritual energy will still dissipate."

Zou Yan nodded slightly and glanced at Xinghun; the latter understood, and after preparing the container, he used 'Gathering Qi into a Blade' to cut the fierce beast.

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But the usually invincible 'Gathering Qi into a Blade' was cutting exceptionally hard on the fierce beast at this moment.

Even when it touched the bones, it had to stop.

Xinghun's expression was somewhat ugly as he looked at Zou Yan.

"Master Zou Yan, these fierce beast bones cannot be cut through."

Zou Yan was not surprised; when she fought this fierce beast earlier, she had only used a trick to attack its eyes.

Those bones were so hard that one punch could break one's own arm.

After all, she was an Earth Immortal and was like this, let alone Xinghun, a martial artist who had not yet reached the Heaven Phenomenon Grandmaster level.

... 0.......

"Do you need help?"

Guiguzi asked with a smile; Zou Yan did not refuse, as the people of the Yin-Yang School were not very good at using swords.

Guiguzi glanced at Ge Nie and Wei Zhuang, and the two drew their weapons and stepped forward; their cultivation was slightly higher, and they had already reached the Heaven Phenomenon Grandmaster level.

Coupled with the Vertical and Horizontal Sword Art, they still had some ability to handle it.

But likewise, when cutting to the bones, even the Yuanhong and Shark Tooth swords could not help but get stuck, nearly snapping.

"Master, it's not working."

Ge Nie looked back, and Guiguzi nodded and said:

"Don't worry about the bones; just cut off the fierce beast meat first, and we can handle the bones slowly later."

Ge Nie nodded and changed his method, handling the fierce beast like 'Cook Ding Butchering the Ox'.

But the hardness of this fierce beast's bones still shocked him.

If one were to forge a precious sword based on these bones, it would definitely be much stronger than his current Yuanhong.

It's a pity... this fierce beast was not theirs.

The lakes they occupied, although also quite large and famous, were not yet in a period of fierce beast outbreaks, so naturally, there wouldn't be too many.

Currently, Ge Nie had only killed two Foundation Establishment early-stage fierce beasts...

606. Jiang Yan's Cultivation Daily Life

While the people in the Great Qin world were rushing about for fierce beasts, over at Shushan, there was still a sense of peace and tranquility as if time were standing still.

In the Sect Master's cave dwelling above the mist-shrouded sect main hall...

Strictly speaking, this wasn't the Sect Master's cave dwelling; Jiang Yan's true place of seclusion was behind the sect main hall, where Enlightenment Tea Trees and the like were planted.

This place was purely a new one Jiang Yan had opened up for daily rest.

In the vast cave dwelling, peach forests were in full bloom everywhere, and at the very center was a lake comparable in size to Liyue Harbor.

Beside the lake was a quiet and peaceful small wooden house.

Compared to the cave dwellings of Ningguang and the others, which were more or less quite magnificent, Jiang Yan really didn't pursue such things.

Logically speaking, he hadn't been practicing for long and should still be unable to detach himself from the disturbances of the mortal world.

But, being able to reach the late stage of Refining Void and Combining Dao, he had already returned to simplicity.

Jiang Yan usually only did three things: practicing in seclusion, guiding disciples, and accompanying Ganyu and Miko.

To be honest, how well he lived didn't matter much to him.

During those decades he spent in the Demon-Locking Tower, what good things hadn't he enjoyed?

When people obtain a long life, they eventually return to the simplest state of mind.

At this moment, the gate to the wooden house courtyard was wide open, but there was no one inside.

Jiang Yan was dressed in a white Daoist robe, his ink-black long hair draped casually behind his back.

He held a bamboo fishing rod, sitting by the shore with his eyes closed, fishing.

The Jiang Taigong of the past fished for those willing to take the bait, while Jiang Yan...

Didn't even have a hook.

But the fishing rod that could be held in his hand was itself no ordinary object.