After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 923 Rescuing the Vulture King, the Seal of Life and Death!

With the Northern Emperor's faction handling the matter at Dawa Mountain, there shouldn't be any major problems.

After all, the Northern Emperor Sect is renowned for its domineering and ruthless tactics.

Chen Yang wasn't too worried, so he didn't bother making the trip.

He now feels that he has a bit of mystical power over him; things that might be very simple could become complicated if he goes.

So let's just wait and see how things develop; he'd be better off spending his time calming down.

……

Nothing happened for the next two days.

Chen Yang focused solely on calming his mind.

As for alchemy, the ingredients for the Five Dragon Pill have been used up, and other pills are not very useful.

The Three Corpse Divine Tree has been studying the "Medicine King's Alchemy" these past few days and has selected several pills, all of which are high-grade medicines that can be used by Dao True Realm cultivators. However, the medicinal materials may be a bit difficult to obtain, and he has already informed Xue Kaiqi to help him find them.

Leave professional matters to professionals. He just needs to provide the money and wait to reap the benefits.

After the Gu God Cult was destroyed, Chen Yang's business with the Ma Bang's Yun Shen Pills plummeted for a period of time, but it has recently picked up again. According to Liu Henghu, it seems that a new big buyer has contacted them, and their shipments have been quite strong recently.

This is a bit unusual.

The caravan had tried to find out the real buyer behind it, but they couldn't find anything for the time being. Liu Henghu asked Chen Yang for his opinion.

Chen Yang felt that no matter who the buyer was, there was no reason not to make money.

After all, Yun Shen Wan is not a banned drug.

He probably had some people he suspected as well.

Although the Gu God Sect is gone, the Divine Fire Sect still exists. Most of the Spirit Nourishing Pills that the Gu God Sect previously purchased were given to the Divine Fire Sect.

Therefore, the Divine Fire Sect is clearly the prime suspect.

It is said that the Divine Fire Sect also imprisons many foreign cultivators, keeping them in captivity to generate spiritual energy. Therefore, the demand for pills that nourish spiritual power must be enormous.

Chen Yang's Spirit Nourishing Pills are undoubtedly economical and affordable, and can guarantee a stable and large-scale shipment, so they have no reason not to be tempted.

However, there are definitely risks involved.

If one day they decide they don't want to pay for it anymore and instead want to get the recipe for the Spirit Nourishing Pill to produce and sell it themselves, then they will inevitably clash with Chen Yang.

But Chen Yang is different now. He has the ability to protect himself. He also told Liu Henghu not to worry and to contact him directly if there are any changes.

……

The weather is pretty good today; there's a light breeze, no sun, and it's quite cool.

Chen Yang went to Huangjia Village. His uncle had been away for a while, and Chen Yang had paid people to help with the chickens and farm work. He had some free time today, so he came over to settle accounts with everyone. In addition, he also needed to see if these people were doing their jobs well.

Don't let the money be wasted and the job not done well, so that when your uncle comes back he thinks you're unreliable.

Huang Can found all the people, and he came along as well.

yard.

I haven't been here for a month or two, but it's still quite clean, and the chickens I raise are doing well, all of them are lively and energetic.

Huang Can called the people over, readily paid the money, and the group gradually left.

Chen Yang opened the door and entered the main room, where a dusty, stale scent of paper and ink mingled with the aroma of incense and candles.

Paper figures and horses, paper money, incense and candles, and paper money were neatly stacked in the main room.

Chen Yang took some ingots and incense, then took a brush and wrote several envelopes on the table. He then took some loose change and put it away.

"What are you doing, visiting a grave?"

Huang Can followed beside him, looking at him with surprise.

Chen Yang said, "I wasn't home for the Ghost Festival a few days ago, but I still had to pay my respects."

“The Ghost Festival is over, what’s the point of worshipping anymore? I didn’t worship either. Not only did I not worship this year, I haven’t worshipped every year. If there really is such a thing as ancestors protecting us, would my sister and I have been living such miserable lives all these years?” Huang Can said sullenly.

"The point of this kind of thing is to find peace of mind and remember loved ones. Don't think about it too much in terms of personal gain." Chen Yang shook his head and didn't say anything more.

According to local custom, the entire seventh month is considered a yin month, and as long as it doesn't fall on one of the three broken days, you can visit graves on any day, not necessarily on the fifteenth of the seventh month.

"Then, I'll take some too."

Huang Can was taken aback by Chen Yang's words. He immediately took some incense and paper money, but he didn't write anything on the paper offering, finding it too troublesome.

"Let's go up the mountain and take a look, and while we're at it, let's visit my cousin and his wife."

After leaving Huang Daolin's house, Chen Yang still wanted to go up the mountain to see Huang Daolin's tea plantations. He had paid the money, but he didn't know if the people had pruned the tea gardens or sprayed pesticides and fertilizers.

The two went up the mountain together, inspected the tea garden, and then headed to Fairy Valley.

Fairy Valley remains as ethereal as ever, and the calls of monkeys can be heard from afar.

A group of monkeys were leaping and bounding through the valley and forest, some even playing in the water under the waterfall. They were living a better life than Chen Yang.

It had been almost two months since I last visited, and the monkey troop seemed to have grown considerably, with many new members. At a glance, there were about 150 or 160 monkeys.

It must have absorbed other monkey groups.

Many of the monkeys recognized Chen Yang and his companion, and led them into the valley.

"Chen Yang, I feel like I've come to Flower Fruit Mountain."

Surrounded by a troop of monkeys, Huang Can was constantly bombarded with their chirping, which gave him a headache.

Chen Yang simply smiled and scanned the area with his spiritual power, but he did not see the Monkey King or the mountain demon's cousin-in-law.

Where did they go?

Chen Yang asked one of the older monkeys.

This monkey is slightly larger and already has white fur. Although it hasn't grown into a significant force yet, it has developed sentience and can engage in passive mental communication.

"Squeak squeak..."

The old monkey made a series of exaggerated gestures, baring its teeth and brandishing its claws.

"What did it say?" Huang Can asked, completely bewildered.

Chen Yang said, "They went out on something, they should be back in a while, let's wait a bit!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the monkeys sat in a circle, all staring at them expectantly.

Chen Yang was slightly taken aback, but then he realized what was happening.

I was in such a hurry that I forgot to bring food for these monkeys.

awkward!

A few of the bolder ones had already come up and started pulling at their trouser legs and searching their pockets.

Huang Can clearly understood what was going on, and gave Chen Yang a helpless look, "These guys, you just can't be too nice to them..."

Just as Chen Yang was about to say something, several rustling sounds came from the cliff next to him.

The treetops rustled in the forest, and two figures, one in black and one in gray, quickly slid down the cliff and plunged into the valley.

It was the Monkey King and the mandrill.

"Roar!"

The mandrill let out a low growl.

The monkey troop seemed to be startled and scattered instantly.

"How did you come?"

The mandrill walked towards Chen Yang. It has to be said that in broad daylight, the dark blob with strange white markings on its face was truly frightening.

Since breaking through to the Creation Realm, the mountain demon's sister-in-law has become noticeably more powerful, walking with a swagger, while the Monkey King, following behind her, looks like a submissive wife.

Huang Can was so startled by the mandrill's imposing aura that he took a few steps back.

"It's been a long time. I came to see you all. How have you been lately?" Chen Yang was unmoved by the mandrill's imposing aura.

The mandrill nodded. "I happen to have something to ask you."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang looked at her in surprise.

The mandrill said, "This morning, a few monkeys were playing at Pegasus Cliff. They found a large bird below the cliff. I just went to check on it. The bird was injured, but it's quite strong. We didn't dare get too close..."

"Pegasus Cliff?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang paused slightly.

He did remember this place; it was a cliff almost at the end of Qishan Mountain, in the direction of Emei Mountain. He had been there before when he was looking for the medicinal herb Zuo Panlong.

A large flock of wild pigeons lived on Pegasus Cliff, and the area below the cliff was covered in pigeon droppings, a memory he still vividly remembers.

Pegasus Cliff isn't too far from here.

The Monkey King said, "That bird looks very ferocious, and its aura is terrifying. I didn't dare to approach it from a great distance..."

"Let's go and have a look."

Chen Yang snapped out of his thoughts. It was still early; he figured he wouldn't be back until noon.

……

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Led by the mandrill and the monkey king, they soon arrived at Pegasus Cliff.

At the end of the eastern foot of Qishan Mountain, this is the highest point in the northeast direction of Qishan Mountain, apart from Goupayan.

A jutting cliff, shaped like a galloping horse about to take flight.

The cliff is covered with lush vegetation.

From a distance, the canopies of those trees resemble giant blooming broccoli florets, a truly magnificent sight.

"Coo coo..." After rounding a mountain pass, you can see a large flock of pigeons flying around Pegasus Cliff. They fly around once, then return to Pegasus Cliff to rest. After a while, they take off again in a flurry.

It goes on and on, endlessly.

Chen Yang immediately turned on the radar and probed downwards towards Pegasus Cliff.

Below the cliff, there was a thick layer of bird droppings, all sorts of colors.

With such a large flock of pigeons living here, the environment is truly appalling.

Pigeon droppings, also known as Zuo Panlong, are a medicinal herb. Chen Yang needed to use this when making Yaowang Huadan wine.

Below Pegasus Cliff, there is a recessed cliff face, like a natural cave. Radar can detect that a huge figure is indeed crawling on the ground in that recess.

Upon seeing the images transmitted back by the radar, Chen Yang's expression changed slightly.

No way?
He frowned slightly, leaving Huang Can and the others behind, and walked alone down the path towards Pegasus Cliff.

There wasn't a single pigeon at the foot of the cliff, and the flock of pigeons on the cliff didn't dare to come down at all.

The hierarchical system in the animal kingdom is extremely rigid. The suppression of bloodlines and realms forces the pigeons to linger in the surrounding area. The giant beasts below the cliff pose a great threat to them, but the pigeons are unwilling to give up their home.

Colorful excrement was everywhere, and the stench at the foot of the cliff was unbearable.

Chen Yang held his breath, used his lightness skill to try to avoid his shoes sinking into the feces, and quickly approached the target location.

A dangerous aura had already been released when he approached, but Chen Yang ignored it completely.

He used his mental energy to probe directly at the other party, attempting to communicate with them.

He could sense that the being below the cliff had a very weak aura and must be seriously injured.

A huge head emerged from under the cliff.

Vultures!

A huge vulture.

……

"Ding, mission issued."

"Mission: Rescue SS-rank spirit beast [Vulture King] *1, Progress (0/1)"

"Reward: The first three volumes of the 'Seal of Life and Death'".

……

A task message appeared in Chen Yang's mind.

Vulture King.

The vulture king of the monk Langse, the old ancestor of Lingjiu Mountain in Western Xinjiang that the flock of vultures was searching for a while ago.

It must be correct.

This system mission is not a hunt, but a rescue.

"You know me?"

This vulture was very large, with a body over ten feet long, a neck over a meter long, and an even longer wingspan. Its bald head gave it a sneaky look.

However, since Chen Yang had just communicated with it using his mental energy, its gaze was still relatively gentle, but it was still wary of Chen Yang.

"Senior Eagle..."

Chen Yang, on the other hand, was very polite and tried his best to appear harmless, explaining his identity to the vulture.

The vulture king looked at him, his guard not having lessened much.

“Master Langse should still be in Emei. After we came out of Jinjia Mountain, he said he was looking for you, so he went to Emei. He was also seriously injured and should still be here. Your disciples and their followers were also looking for you in the vicinity some time ago…”

When Chen Yang mentioned Langse, Vulture King's guard relaxed slightly, but he remained vigilant.

It could tell that Chen Yang's cultivation level was not low, and he could pose a threat to it in its current state.

"Can you get in touch with him?" Vulture King asked telepathically.

"of course."

Chen Yang nodded. He knew that there was only one way to dispel the vulture king's wariness: to contact Langse.

This is simple.

Langse is most likely still in Emei. Just give Wang Yuanchao a call and ask him to make the arrangements.

He immediately took out his phone, skillfully found Wang Yuanchao's number, and dialed it.

The call was quickly connected, and Wang Yuanchao's voice came from the other end.

Before Wang Yuanchao could say anything more, Chen Yang explained the situation to him.

Wang Yuanchao was taken aback, then overjoyed.

A few days ago, after Langse arrived in Emei, he stayed temporarily at Tianhua Temple. As for the task of finding the Vulture King, it was naturally assigned to the association.

But they weren't given any clues, only that it was very likely in the Emei area. Where could they look? They could only issue a reward and ask the Panshan region of Sichuan to provide useful information.

But several days passed without any news, and he was worried about how to explain it to Langse.

Chen Yang's phone call actually helped him solve the problem.

He immediately told Chen Yang to wait while he contacted the monk Langse.

……

"Senior, it might take a while. How about I take a look at your injury first?" Chen Yang said to Vulture King after hanging up the phone.

"Chirp..."

The vulture king let out a low cry, expressing its resistance.

It hadn't seen Langse, and it was clearly wary of everyone. It was now severely injured and extremely weak, so it was hard to guarantee that others wouldn't have any ill intentions towards it.

Chen Yang could understand; if he were in that situation, he wouldn't be able to just believe the words of someone who appeared out of nowhere.

"Okay, then let's wait a bit longer."

Chen Yang waved his hand and took a few steps back to calm Vulture King down.

Given the current situation, all we can do is wait and see.

Chen Yang thought it would take at least half an hour, since Baoguo Temple was quite far from Tianhua Temple.

But just over ten minutes later, Wang Yuanchao called.

It was a video call.

Chen Yang quickly answered the call. The signal was decent. On the other end was Wang Yuanchao, who greeted Chen Yang and then turned the camera to Lang Se next to him.

As luck would have it, when Wang Yuanchao went to find Langse, Langse was giving a sermon at Baoguo Temple, which saved him the trouble of going up the mountain again.

"Young friend Chen Yang, you've found it..." After not seeing him for a few days, Lang Se's complexion had improved significantly, and his voice was clearly excited even through the screen.

"Grandmaster."

Chen Yang nodded.

The camera then switched to the vulture king below the cliff. "It's badly injured and very weak. I found this place by chance. It's wary of me, so it's difficult to help it..."

"Chirp..."

Upon hearing Langse's voice, the Vulture King's spirits visibly lifted.

Chen Yang moved the phone screen closer and saw the bright and colorful image on it, which made him even more excited.

Langse was also very excited and started talking to the Vulture King in a string of words, though it was unclear what they were saying.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp..."

The vulture king kept calling out, but it couldn't communicate with Langse telepathically through the phone, and Langse couldn't understand its calls either.

The only way was for Chen Yang to communicate with it spiritually, translate it, and tell it to Langse. After listening, Langse would then chatter away with the vulture king.

The whole process lasted more than ten minutes.

The vulture king's emotions were visibly calmed down.

"Young friend Chen Yang."

After Langse finished speaking with the Vulture King, he turned to Chen Yang and said, "Please take care of it for a while. Chairman Wang will arrange for someone to come and take it back to Emei. I am truly grateful for this. I owe you another favor and will repay you handsomely in the future."

"Master, you flatter me. I will treat its injuries first; nothing else matters."

Chen Yang didn't think about personal relationships at all. Putting aside other factors, the reward given by the system was something he couldn't refuse.

Langse is extremely grateful.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yang looked at Vulture King. After this call, Vulture King had clearly lowered his guard against Chen Yang, and his gaze had become increasingly gentle.

"Senior, may I take a look at your injury?" Chen Yang asked.

Vulture King nodded slightly. "I apologize for what happened earlier. When you're out and about, you don't dare to trust strangers easily."

"I understand, I would have done the same."

Chen Yang smiled indifferently.

He went to the vulture king and examined its injuries.

It had many wounds, almost all of them sword wounds, but most of them had already scabbed over. However, the wounds were red, black, and smelly. There were no less than fifty wounds of various sizes on its chest and back. The bone in its right wing was broken and dangling, with bone fragments piercing through the flesh. In its current condition, it was clear that it could not put it back on its own.

There was a black handprint on his chest, a rather eerie black.

"Poisoned?" Chen Yang raised an eyebrow.

Even in the worst possible conditions, it's highly unlikely that a body at the Dao True Realm would be infected, especially not in this way.

The wound was red and black, smelled foul, and had black blood scabs on it; this was clearly poisoning.

(End of this chapter)