Chapter 485

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At the time, the situation was complicated—the evil monk merely wanted to ask for directions, but some foolhardy thing swept him and the ox away together.

"If it were me, I'd most likely already be sitting at the Wei Gong family's dinner table today."—famous five-star critic Ri·Lu, Mr. Li Jiatu, said thus.

For some reason, every time he saw some foolhardy thing provoke this bald monk, Lu Mingfei's complex emotions would trigger the loading of some unknown progress bar.

True Dragon Form loaded.

Lu Mingfei: ""

Understood.

You've suffered, little White Dragon.

The latecomers stared at the hill rising from the sea of bones—it was a white elephant, towering as high as the heavens, its fangs glinting with cold light, its four massive legs, its entire body covered in silver fur shimmering like falling stars.

Countless bones cascaded from its body like waterfalls, smashing into clouds of bone powder like mist.

Yet the first thing everyone felt upon seeing this giant elephant was not fear—its benevolent face resembled an auspicious beast, radiating auspicious light that contrasted sharply with the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

Its trunk curled into its mouth, swallowing Su Lin and the green ox whole.

Meng Qi: ""

My ox!

"Why don't we sell our things and go our separate ways?" Shi Hao gazed into the distance, speaking calmly: "I'll return to Shi Village, you to Yuqing Palace, and we can sell the White Dragon Horse for some travel expenses."

"Have you ever cared about the White Dragon Horse's feelings?" Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth. "You only care about yourselves."

Spirit Awakening Transformation loaded: your own dragon qi, dragon urine, and dragon blood can turn fish into dragons and grass into spiritual lingzhi.

"You're the Black Dragon Horse, don't get excited," Shi Hao said, yet his Nine-Toothed Rake suddenly materialized and was flung to the left.

Divine light coiled around the Nine-Toothed Rake; its treasure-art radiance met the golden light that tore through the heavens, and in a deafening explosion, the blood-curdling shriek grew even louder.

As Shi Hao vanished from his spot, thousands of lightning bolts exploded across the sky, the piercing clang of metal echoing endlessly.

Qingyao and the other cultivators who had "ascended" merely stared blankly at this scene.

Even being caught in the crossfire here would shatter one into fragments!

Qingyao didn't understand why all the previously certain death scenarios had suddenly vanished—the heavenly fate was now chaotic, and the spiritual arts she had relied on her entire life seemed to have lost their effect.

The golden-haired monkey looked at his own eyes and smiled, as if seeing through everything: "Ladies and gentlemen, this old Sun…"

Just as Meng Qi opened his mouth, he caught a whiff of an aroma—spices mixed with fat.

Where did this roasted meat smell come from?!

In damp, warm darkness, a strand of pure white flame ignited.

Under normal circumstances, being swept up by the White Elephant Spirit's trunk would kill even a celestial cultivator who specialized in physical cultivation, turning them into food in its stomach.

But one was Su Lin, and the other was the Green Ox Spirit—the mount of the Supreme Elder.

The Green Ox Spirit, with his uneven horn and bright eyes, transformed into human form and brandished a steel-tipped spear, a flash of ruthlessness in his gaze.

Though I've descended to the mortal realm as a demon, I'm still the mount of Laojun himself—even Puxian had to flatter me. How dare you, six-tusked Bai Yu Elephant?!

Swallow everything? Don't you fear bursting yourself?!

"Holy Monk, leave this to Little Ox," the Green Ox Spirit immediately moved to teach the fool elephant a lesson—but Su Lin reached out and stopped him.

The Green Ox Spirit didn't understand, but soon his expression twisted.

"Turns out this is a Level-One protected animal."

Su Lin drew the Skyblue Jade Void Sword and began slicing into the stomach wall; bottles and jars appeared around him, collecting every drop of blood that spurted out.

"All fine things I can't usually get."

Su Lin threw out a sphere of radiant light that soared upward, its brilliance like the sun, illuminating every corner of the White Elephant Spirit's stomach.

The stomach wall, impervious even to heavenly immortal spells, was sliced open by Su Lin's sword into a "door." He held a bloody chunk of meat, a smirk on his lips:

"Little Si, you like tripe? Sorry, tripe is the reticulum part of the ox's stomach—don't worry, I'm just asking if you eat offal."

The Green Ox Spirit's face turned green at the word "tripe," stumbling back two steps, nearly dropping his steel-tipped spear.

In all his years as a demon, he'd seen how other demons ate humans—but never had he seen a human eat a demon like this.

This is still inside the Bai Yu Elephant's body?!

"Need sauce, need sesame, need cumin."

As Su Lin conjured seasonings, he eagerly roasted a chunk of meat retrieved by the Skyblue Jade Void Sword with his light-flame.

"Aaaoh—!!!" The cry of pain didn't sound like an animal's—it was eerily ethereal.

Not long after, the wound Su Lin had made healed again, and a crushing, overwhelming spiritual force surged toward them, annihilating all in its path.

Su Lin ignored it, pulling forth a historical projection of Weigong Shilang from history to begin processing the meat.

"Add spice, add some onions, no scallions."

Under Weigong Shilang's fluid movements, three skewers of meat, each glazed with different sauces, appeared before Su Lin.

Fat dripped into the flames with a sizzle; spiritual essence and savory aroma filled the White Elephant Spirit's stomach, accelerating gastric acid secretion.

In the Green Ox Spirit's stunned gaze, Su Lin took a bite, his face glowing with pleasure: "This is the taste—better than the Xiandian Sect's abbot. Little Si, come try some."

Though they'd gathered plenty of ingredients these past two days and sent them to Weigong Shilang, the sheer variety and high rank of the ingredients had apparently stalled his task.

Shi Hao's cooking wasn't bad either, but all the food was only served with scallion sauce for grilling—no other sauces yet. Eating it long-term would get tiresome.

This White Elephant Spirit is a true benefactor—he knew I haven't eaten decent food these past two days and opened a buffet for me.

"Holy Monk, I—I'm vegetarian," the Green Ox Spirit stared at the skewer in Su Lin's hand, but ultimately couldn't resist the temptation.

After he finished one skewer, Su Lin sliced open the stomach wall again and said: "Go get me some kidneys."

The Green Ox Spirit nodded and rushed out eagerly.

Along the way, whenever he encountered internal obstructions formed by condensed spiritual energy, he smashed them with the Diamond Ring on his trunk.

"Who are you?!" The White Elephant Spirit's voice was not coarse—it sounded strangely pleasant to the ear.

Noticing the abnormal condition within his body, the White Elephant Spirit had no time to help his third brother fight the sudden emergence of the Killing God.

The three brothers had specifically linked the Minor Thousand Worlds subordinate to this province to the Lion-Camel Ridge's territory, waiting for those cultivators to walk straight into their mouths—but those minor worlds should have contained at most Earth Immortals.

Ordinary immortals and demons, once swallowed, would be digested in an instant—how could they possibly injure his flesh like this?!

"You're not cultivators from the lower realms aaaaaa!!!"

The White Elephant Spirit's massive body collapsed into the Sea of White Bones, countless skeletons shattering into powder; wracked with unbearable pain, he rolled on the ground.

Just as he spoke, the bald man used that mysterious supreme treasure to slice his stomach in half, then cut off a piece of his liver before returning inside his stomach.

Buddha-light surged from the White Elephant's giant mouth; after the pain eased slightly, the White Elephant Spirit realized the opponent had repaired his stomach for him?!

This is too much!!!

The White Elephant Spirit crawled to the ground, pouring all his strength into his body, determined to vomit out that strangely familiar green ox and the thief-monk together.

"This monk comes from the Eastern Land of Great Tang. Thank you, White Elephant benefactor, for the vegetarian meal."

What the hell kind of vegetarian meal?!

The White Elephant Spirit was so furious he wanted to spit blood, "You're the scripture seeker who replaced Tang Seng?! Come out—I'll let you pass!"

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"We haven't even finished eating—why leave?" Su Lin countered. "See the Buddha to the West—I think the White Elephant benefactor's belly is quite comfortable: warm in winter, cool in summer, and you can harvest ingredients on the spot when hungry."

After speaking, Su Lin opened a portal and summoned Ye Fan's Cauldron of the Mother Qi of All Things, placing it on the ground; its immense weight made the White Elephant Spirit feel a sudden heavy burden in his stomach.

"What are you doing?!" the White Elephant Spirit cried in terror.

Su Lin did not speak—he answered with action.

He pulled out Xiao Yan's historical projection and had it help use the Strange Fire to…

…add another large portion of hotpot base, custom-made from the Flame Sage.

Gulu gulu.

The boiling spicy hotpot bubbled; slices of liver, meat, and stomach lining, coated in batter, were tossed in, followed by yesterday's leftover dragon meat and Nine-Headed Worm meat.

He greatly admired Soldier 76's saying: "I am a whole cook unit."

Now Su Lin could say the same thing.

After creating the dipping sauce, Su Lin sighed: "There's lamb—would be even better if we had some beef."

"Holy Monk," a kidney fell from the Green Ox Spirit's hand.

"Just kidding, hahaha, little Si, you're fast," Su Lin put down his chopsticks and laughed. "I don't eat beef."

The Green Ox Spirit stepped back two paces: "Hmm."

Su Lin said: "We're still missing heart and lungs."

"I'll get them!" The Green Ox Spirit moved even faster, transforming into his true form and darting wildly inside the White Elephant.

Su Lin turned back to tend to his freshly slaughtered hotpot.

For a moment, various aromas mingled, spreading with the White Elephant Spirit's howls.

"Stop shaking," Su Lin glanced at the broth threatening to spill, and his Sky-Clear Jade Void Sword suddenly grew massive, stabbing straight down.

"Second brother! Third brother!" A green-furred lion, clutching several lifeless cultivators, had just returned from afar and witnessed an unbelievable scene.

Golden feathers filled the sky; the dark clouds thickened, and as the wind howled, he saw two golden eyes—like sun and moon—glowing from the Golden Wings Great Peng?!

They battled each other; torn space revealed the stars, sun, and moon of the cosmos, yet all were obscured beneath their wings.

"What's going on?!"

"Big brother! It's the scripture seeker! Aaaooo—!"

As the White Elephant Spirit howled, a massive azure longsword pierced his belly and pinned him to the earth.

Simultaneously, a delicious aroma drifted from the White Elephant Spirit's wound—the once corpse-strewn Lion-Camel Ridge now smelled of roasted meat.

The Green Lion Spirit twitched his nose, widened his eyes, stared at the White Elephant Spirit, swallowed hard, and without thinking blurted out: "Second brother, why do you smell so good?!"

"That damned monk is boiling scraps inside my belly—he's cut out all my liver, intestines, stomach, and lungs!" The excruciating pain nearly made the White Elephant Spirit faint; his trunk lifted, thrashing wildly over the Bone Ridge in agony.

Soon, smoke and fire from within his belly rose through his mouth and nostrils.

The Green Lion Spirit flew over frantically, arriving at the White Elephant's abdominal wound; that azure longsword was some supreme treasure—it made him feel a threat to his life.

A screeching bird cry rang out as the Golden Wings Great Peng dove down.

"Third brother?!" The Green Lion Spirit was uncertain—he thought his third brother had come to help.

Jin Guang shot straight into the White Elephant Spirit's belly, followed by a roar: "Save me some!"

The sound of tearing flesh came from within the White Elephant Spirit's belly; in agony, he forgot his wounds and tried to tear his body apart to escape, his entire frame trembling violently.

In a flash, another blade without an edge, stained with blood, emerged from the White Elephant Spirit's body.

The White Elephant Spirit collapsed helplessly on the ground: "Big brother! Third brother! Save me!"

"Second brother!" The real Golden Wings Great Peng flew back from beyond the heavens, wounded, wanting to rush inside—but the Green Lion Spirit held him back.

This situation left the Green Lion Spirit utterly stuck—if he charged in and clashed inside the White Elephant, his second brother's life was certainly doomed.

"How did you fall for the same trick I once got caught in?!" the Green Lion Spirit cried, frantic and furious.

He himself had once been tormented by the real monkey who crawled into his belly, forcing him to surrender and giving Sun Wukong his chance.

The Green Lion Spirit swept his gaze across the ground, exhaling a stinking wind that scattered the bone dust: "Let them out—I and my two brothers will let you go!"

On the ground, a golden circle repelled external evils, protecting all within.

When the Green Lion Spirit saw Meng Qi transformed into the monkey, he froze for a moment—but quickly recovered.

"It seems you know something," Meng Qi restrained his urge to rush over and join Su Lin and Shi Hao. "Have you joined the Reincarnators faction of Lingshan?"

"Make those two come out of my second brother's body," the Green Lion Spirit said again.

Meng Qi shook his head, stepped out of the drawn circle, used the technique of Shrinking Earth to Reach the Distance, and stood before the three demons, asking directly: "Did you eat all these people?"

Jin Chida sneered: "When humans are hungry, they eat meat; when we're hungry, we eat people—what's wrong with that? If you've got guts, step out and fight us with real blades and spears!"

His gaze swept over the group of cultivators behind Meng Qi, lingering on the white elephant spirit, its body exuding fragrance, trembling as it crouched on the ground.

Suddenly, an elephant trunk erupted from the earth, lashing toward Meng Qi to block him, while Jin Chida flashed forward and, alongside the green lion spirit, moved to seize the group of cultivators behind Meng Qi as hostages.

Jin Chida and the green lion spirit grabbed at air—the group of cultivators had turned into long-decayed demonic corpses. Ignoring their shock, they turned and lunged at Meng Qi.

Moo—!

A green ox burst forth from its own belly, its mouth clutching several skewers, charging toward Meng Qi.

The white elephant spirit, due to the green ox's actions, saw its aura completely fade; its eyes rolled back and its head drooped.

"Second brother!" "Second elder!"

Before the green lion spirit and Jin Chida could rage and fight to the death, Shi Hao thrust forward his nine-toothed rake and gripped the Great Luo Sword Embryo, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and charged out, eyes locked on Jin Chida:

"Just one more dish left—red-braised Jin Chida! Haven't had it in ages!"

Thanks to the food-spirit absorption technique inherited from Zhu Bajie, he faintly sensed the presence of that one constraint within his body!

The green ox refused to give up a piece of meat—no choice but to turn to these two fine ingredients outside!

"Stay where you are!" Shi Hao charged forward, eyes red, directly flying toward Jin Chida.

The green lion spirit roared in fury—when had his own brother ever faced such a situation? He was about to strike, when he realized he had been bound by countless Buddhist script shackles; his entire cultivation power was suppressed by some strange force, and the source—

was the white elephant spirit's abdomen?!

"Come here!" Su Lin yanked downward with all his strength, muttering words that filled the lion spirit with terror: "Authentic braised lion's head!"

Jin Chida's golden feathers, stained with blood, fell. The green lion spirit transformed into his true form, trying to flee—but he was slowly, relentlessly dragged into the white elephant spirit's belly.

"Bōxún! Save me!" he roared. "We accept all your conditions!"

Time and space in heaven and earth seemed to freeze. On the heads of the three demons of Shituo Ridge appeared a transparent, ten-thousand-character seal.

In an instant, millions of souls overlapped and unleashed their final wails, shattering into pure soul energy that plunged into the three demons' bodies.

The white elephant spirit, once devoid of aura, now pulsed within its chest, resonating with a deep echo.

In the sudden silence, dozens of li beyond Shituo Ridge, a mirage of a sacred realm appeared—within it hung a brick monastery, vast and strangely constructed, its eastern gate open, Buddha-light shining over the entire universe.

Lingshan?