Chapter 1475: Little Jin Dragon and the Guardian Phoenix 28

Feathers burned out in the palm, Chang Li cast a spell, precisely colliding with the power of the Monster Core, and the revolving glass doors of the hotel lobby suddenly shattered!

Ahhh!

Accompanied by the visitors' screams, the shattered glass floated up, sharp as knives pointing at Que Ling and He Yi in the corner.

The surrounding air seemed to congeal, and time felt as if it had slowed down.

"How could this be..." He Yi, puzzled and annoyed, said, "Why does the Monster Core's attack avoid the Phoenix?"

I finally managed to be formidable once, and yet it doesn't attack the Phoenix! Did I steal you from the Treasure Pavilion just to put you on display?!

Amid the reflections of glass everywhere, Chang Li coldly gazed at the two frightened monsters, his and He Yi's merging dark-gold eyes devoid of warmth.

His voice like a mountain spring, clear and icy, "Eager to expose, seeing that your stamina isn't great."

He Yi narrowed his venomous eyes, coldly smiling: "You indeed know; then die!"

Chang Li wouldn't kill him today; if He Yi died, who knows what calamity might appear.

He casually raised his hand.

Countless shards of glass infused with Phoenix divine power shot toward He Yi, accompanied by repeated tearing sounds.

"Damn it."

He Yi never expected Chang Li to dare display such a grand formation before everyone's eyes.

He hastily mobilized the Monster Core's power, showing no mercy, hoping the Monster Core could kill the Phoenix in one strike today.

"Damn!" Que Ling, frightened, just wanted to turn and run, but that would expose him as an undercover agent.

No choice; he had to grit his teeth and muddle through, also making He Yi think he had great merit.

Even with the Inner Core's aid, He Yi still suffered many lacerations, blood gushing out; the Phoenix divine power almost lethally suppresses ordinary bird demons, wounds hard to heal, pain like burning ice and flame.

He Yi's face drained of blood, as Monster Power rapidly ebbed, he gradually couldn't control the Monster Core for his own use.

"He Yi! Keep the green mountain!" Que Ling shouted.

If we don't leave, he'll turn into a hedgehog!

Another strong gust swept over, Que Ling and He Yi were overturned, and the final glass shard flying from Chang Li's hand precisely sliced He Yi's neck, blood spurting out.

He Yi, in pain, reverted to his original form, weakly drooping his wings, his usually high-held crane head also drooping.

Worse still, the burning sensation in his dantian grew heavier, as if poisoned...

After several considerations, He Yi could only give up, weakly withdrawing the Monster Core and disappearing with Que Ling in a dying gasp.

Chang Li didn't intend to pursue, merely frowning as he glanced at the bloodstain on the ground.

He Yi was poisoned.

When did this happen.

The surroundings returned to calm, and this battle, lacking any suspense, lasted less than ten minutes.

Chang Li set up a barrier the instant the lobby's glass doors shattered; to human eyes, it was merely a brief stupor of a few seconds.

Chang Li stepped back a few paces and said to the hurriedly arriving hotel staff, "Your door quality is terrible; it scared me."

His tone was flat, his demeanor lax yet impossible to ignore.

His dragon-rogue ways are still useful! They can avoid much trouble.

Chang Li thought as such.

——

Jin Chen followed Ling Gun Gun's indicated direction to seek that power, but as he neared the hotel, Ling Gun Gun suddenly said to run south.

Tracking along, he saw at a certain chaotic reef-strewn non-scenic coastline an open cave mouth, inside emanating waves of demonic aura.

Before Jin Chen could enter, he saw a green flash—Que Ling departing.

How is Que Ling here; could the monsters inside be……

Several thoughts crossed his mind; Jin Chen kicked aside the stone blocking the cave entrance, and indeed saw He Yi sitting in meditation, cultivating to heal his wounds.

Yo, beaten into this bear-like state by his wife.

Really useless. But no wonder he's the Heavenly Dao's favorite—cultivating and healing even earns Heavenly Dao's aid; the Spiritual Power inside the cave is far richer than outside.

Jin Chen restrained his aura, stood at the doorway glancing, then looked toward the light cluster floating before He Yi.

What is this.

Oh, in the original plot the protagonist received some Monster Core stolen from the Treasure Pavilion.

【Heaven's Host!! That's mine!】

Ling Gun Gun jumped excitedly in the space, gnashing his teeth as if He Yi were a thief stealing things.

【That's the Pixiu's Inner Core! Damnable monsters can't use it for cultivation!】

Jin Chen stood straight, picking up the white dough ball that had emerged from the space, "Don't rush, can you be sure?"

Don't just eat whatever random stuff!

"Can!"

Ling Gun Gun, held by the scruff of the neck, still struggled with his four short claws, "I'm going to take it back!"

Jin Chen smoothed its fur, saying, "Keep your life; wait until the Phoenix's Heavenly Tribulation passes, then kill."

"Good!"

Ling Gun Gun shot out instantly, the divine beast power surpassing this world easily tearing through He Yi's barrier; a colossal Pixiu phantom appeared in the cave, mighty and vast, seeming able to trample the clouds.

"Roar——"

Unlike the usual soft, cute whines when he fawns over Jin Chen, the roar shook souls, his form like a tiger, like a leopard.

The Heavenly Dao that originally aided He Yi's cultivation grudgingly withdrew Spiritual Power, letting out a muffled thunder.

He Yi was forcibly interrupted in his cultivation; upon opening his eyes, all color drained, stared at by the beast's pupils, even his soul trembled, as if beholding the most terrifying thing in this world.

"You... what kind of monster are you!"

Even if He Yi stood up, he was still not as large as the claw of the pixiu's phantom; He Yi had a suspicion, but he simply couldn't believe it.

Until he heard this monster speak.

"Bold monster, how dare you seize my inner elixir!"

He Yi: "……"

As expected!

The Treasure Pavilion spirit said this was a ten‑thousand‑year divine beast monster core, didn't it! How is it still alive!

Facing such a disparity in power, He Yi didn't even have the courage to fight back; he trembled as he raised both hands holding the inner elixir, saying, "No… it's not me, it's the monsters on Monster Mountain, they've stored your inner elixir."

Ling Gun Gun only knew that he and the Host each had a portion of their power scattered across the small worlds, but there were too many small worlds to search; he never expected to find the inner elixir so quickly, which was already a pleasant surprise.

He also had to thank the Monster Mountain elders for keeping it safe.

"What a nonsense‑spouting monster!"

Ling Gun Gun sent down a divine strike; He Yi had no power to resist and reverted to his true form—if it weren't for Jin Chen's order, all his cultivation would have been scattered.

The white crane's feathers were stained with blood; he collapsed onto the stone, repeatedly tormented by poison and pain, on the brink of death.

In his eyes lay deep resentment and unwillingness.

Ling Gun Gun snatched back the inner elixir, whooshed back to Jin Chen's side, "Host! Have I become mighty again!"

Jin Chen: "……"

He reached out again, grabbed a white steamed bun, tapped his head, "Hurry back, be careful not to trigger a tsunami."

"Whoa!" Ling Gun Gun dove back into his space, slowly absorbing the primal power of the inner elixir.

From beginning to end, He Yi never noticed Jin Chen watching the whole scene from the corner; after struggling several times unable to resume human form, He Yi could only temporarily give up killing the phoenix and peacefully retreat into seclusion to cultivate.

Furthermore, having lost the inner elixir, he still needed to devise a new method.

【Host! Hurry back to the hotel! Love rival appearing!】 Ling Gun Gun exclaimed.