Chapter 139

Chen Shicheng stared fixedly at the ground where the battle had exposed Ao shell, but half a day passed with no movement, so he turned his head to look at Old Ao.

"The Ao shell here is necrotic, filled with deathly and corpse qi." Old Ao pointed at the distant rustling woods and said, "What I give you is the Ao shell at the center of the back that still retains vitality."

Before his words faded, a huge piece of Ao shell with some flesh flew through the woods and landed before Chen Shicheng.

Compared to a body the size of an "island," the Ao shell might be insignificant; if Old Ao had dandruff, even a scratch would drop something larger than this piece of flesh.

However, everything is relative; Chen Shicheng standing before this piece of flesh was like a child facing an elephant.

Moreover, as Old Ao said, the surface of this Ao shell looked delicate, smooth, and full of vitality, as if it had just been taken from the back of a living giant Ao.

Below it was still attached a piece of fresh flesh the size of a house, pink and tender, looking appetizing. It wasn't Chen Shicheng who had the appetite, but upon smelling it, La Tiao darted out from the Storage Bag and kept tearing at the Ao meat.

Unfortunately, the Ao meat, while lacking the Ao shell's defensive power, was still too tough for La Tiao's teeth to gnaw; it was like a teething puppy, shaking its head in vain, gaining nothing.

"This is yours." Old Ao weakly pointed at the lump of meat on the ground, deciding its ownership.

And Chen Shicheng's panel popped up just in time.

【Task: Peace After Death】

【Status: Completed.】

【Task Reward: Vitality-infused Ao Shell *1 (10,000 catties)】

"Made a killing!"

Chen Shicheng's eyes lit up as he looked at the flesh attached to the Ao shell, then, regardless of La Tiao still clinging to it, he teamed up with Hui Siye and shoved hard to stuff it into the Storage Bag.

Watching Chen Shicheng bustle about with all hands and feet, Old Ao shook his head and said softly, "Although I don't know what you need my Ao shell for, I hope you treat it well; my time is nearly up, and I can finally fade away in peace."

After leaving these words, which amounted to a last testament, Old Ao dissolved into points of light with a relieved smile.

"Kid."

While Hui Siye, under Chen Shicheng's command, was using the Five Ghosts Transport technique, he turned his head to glance at the spot where Old Ao had vanished, opened his mouth to say something, but was immediately stopped by Chen Shicheng's glance.

After a moment, the man and the mouse were drenched in sweat, almost tearing the bag's opening, before barely managing to stuff the huge lump of flesh into the Storage Bag.

"Farewell, Old Ao!"

Chen Shicheng patted the nonexistent dust from his hands, looked at the still lifeless "island," built a simple shrine from fallen trees, then took out a Yánluó Statue and placed it inside.

After lighting three ordinary sticks of incense and paying solemn respects, he then went to look for the fishing boat drifting far away, hoisted the sail, and headed toward land.

Only after leaving the misty area did Hui Siye finally speak up, asking, "Just now, why did you stop me from speaking? Do you also suspect..."

"I don't know, I won't inquire, I won't investigate!"

While Chen Shicheng was consulting the sea chart, he lifted his head and said, "A corpse that's been dead who knows how long still has vitality—how fresh! Such an old fellow who has lived from antiquity to the present is beyond our comprehension; if it says it's dead, then let's treat it as dead."

He extended his hand over the gunwale, feeling a sea breeze as ample as a D cup, and said dreamily, "Anyway, the Yánluó Statue is already placed there; as long as it isn't destroyed, sooner or later we'll find out what happened, and maybe we can even get involved then." "You know what you're doing."

Hui Siye nodded, then suddenly asked, "When are you going offline? We've been out at sea for days; shouldn't we check the forum to see how the players are doing lately?"

Chen Shicheng glanced at the somewhat restless Hui Siye, his mouth twitching, "I hate to call you out, but are you really heading for the forum?"

Since being able to return to reality together with the mask, Hui Siye has become obsessed with that world, constantly urging Chen Shicheng to go offline.

Moreover, he recently got hooked on the Northeastern dialect version of "Tom and Jerry"; as soon as he goes offline, he clutches Chen Holy's phone to watch it, turning from a Golden Core big shot into a homebody mouse—no wonder some experts say the internet is modern electronic poison.

However, Hui Siye is also right; while the sea is calm, the land remains in dire straits, and as a member of the Cultural Tourism Bureau Logistics Department, we should also pay attention to current affairs.

After Chen Shicheng set the course, he turned his Divine Perception toward the Storage Bag.

The Ao's flesh occupied about half of the Storage Bag's space, taking up a lot of room, but La Tiao and Tai Sui paid no mind; right now they were as excited as during New Year, almost going crazy.

Since setting out to sea, the food for these two little ones has shifted directly from terrestrial to marine creatures.

Yet, high-level creatures in the ocean dwell in the deep sea; only ordinary fish can surface to gulp air, and even the occasional whale leaping out is of such immense rank that not sinking the fishing boat counts as mercy—how could Chen Shicheng dare to provoke them?

Consequently, the rations' grade for the two dropped by more than one level, becoming foul-smelling fish of a grade no higher than five.

I thought this diet would last a while, but suddenly the owner tossed in this enormous lump of flesh, and its level was so high that the two couldn't comprehend it.

For La Tiao, this Ao meat may not grant immortality with a single bite like Monk's flesh, but it certainly causes a huge surge in bloodline cultivation.

So, when Chen Shicheng's Divine Perception swept over, La Tiao was still straining against the meat it couldn't bite, just as before, and Tai Sui was wrapped around a lump of flesh desperately trying to digest it—all to no avail.

"These two idiots."

Chen Shicheng shook his head, directly took out the Sea-Swallowing Gourd, reached into the Storage Bag, and aimed at an arm-thick capillary.

If they can't bite the meat, why not drink the blood? La Tiao and Tai Sui were struck dumb by such immense happiness, their brains couldn't wrap around this idea.

As Chen Shicheng's True Essence squeezed, the blood vessel writhed a few times, and a gush of scarlet blood surged into the gourd like opening a sluice, while a strange fragrance also permeated the Storage Bag's space.

【Ao Blood: The fresh blood of an ancient giant Ao, on par with elixirs; consumption can optionally increase the Essence/Qi attribute by 5 points.】

Don't think that, just like a tool, the giant Ao was ordered by the Heavenly Emperor to prop up the immortal island; its cultivation is actually immeasurably high, and its bloodline is extraordinarily noble, on par with the legendary dragon and phoenix.

Even dragon saliva can be called dragon's spittle; ordinary birds and beasts that eat it greatly increase their cultivation, so the Ao's blood is even more miraculous.

Although many years of death have caused much of its essence to dissipate, overall it is still no inferior to divine elixirs; for both cultivators and demons, it is a kind of divine elixir.

The only pity is that Chen Shicheng's attributes have already reached the limit increaseable in this realm; otherwise he might very well have drunk two gulps directly.

It's a pity, Chen Shicheng's Attribute has already reached the limit that can be increased in this realm; otherwise, he would very likely have taken two more sips.

(End of Chapter)