Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 394 Prelude
Fortunately, Wei Xi exploited a loophole in the Rongjing Pill; otherwise, it would have been quite frightening if four people had gone in and three had come out.

While there's no need to cover up the traces of the slugs' deaths, the bathtub still looks rather creepy.

Therefore, Wei Xi booked another room, and the rent for the three rooms was paid a month later.

Saving money is unnecessary; if someone else is paying the bill, they've already started falsifying accounts.

Of course, this is not to say that someone is incapable of falsifying accounts. It's just that Wei Xi had already eaten his fill in front of the Tenth Princess's subordinates and didn't need to do anything foolish that would damage his reputation.

"After Qin Feng and I leave, wait a few days. If there are no unusual movements, then use the puppet to clean up the house."

Wei Xi handed the puppet used for heavy work to Lian Gouhan and instructed it, "I've already given it the orders. Just wake it up when the time comes. Remember, don't touch the bathtub yourself!"

Lian Gouhan cherished his life the most—having finally escaped from the quagmire of Baoxiang City, he naturally had no objection to being spared his life—and immediately began to nod vigorously, even wanting another puppet to carry the bath tub out.

“Qin Feng and I send messages by paper cranes every day,” Wei Xi said, taking out an unused paper crane. “I mark the order under my eyes.”

"The strangeness of the Bone Reef Sea goes without saying, not to mention that 'Sea Warrior'." Lian Gouyan hesitated, "What if this paper crane gets stopped?"

“In case of special circumstances, use this [Fish Intestine Mirror].” Qin Feng disassembled a silver mirror with intricate patterns into two halves and handed one half to Lian Gouhan. “It can be used as a water mirror for directional communication.”

Wei Xi glanced at it a couple more times and said with certainty, "Did Master Han give it to you? I've never seen you use it before."

“It was indeed given by Master Han,” Qin Feng said, holding up the other half of the mirror. “This thing is said to be made from rare materials and is troublesome to use, so it’s rather useless.”

"Master Han said that it might have a miraculous effect if I use it," Qin Feng said, his fingers quickly forming hand seals, and water ripples appeared on the half-mirror in his hand. "This thing is one-way, and it requires a high level of spiritual power from the user. Moreover, it can only last for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, and can only be used once a day."

Wei Xi nodded and said, "Master Han has considered everything carefully. This is indeed suitable for you. It's probably a magical artifact she used when she was young. I wonder who the senior who held the other half of the mirror back then was?"

Qin Feng, with his upright and respectful demeanor, glared at Wei Xi, who then touched his nose.

"Master Han helped a remote village slay a demon, saving all 317 villagers from being sacrificed. The village chief presented the Master Han with the dusty Fish Intestine Mirror from the ancestral hall as a token of his gratitude."

"Master Han felt something was amiss at the time. This thing was enshrined in the ancestral hall; who knows what its origins might be?"

"The village chief said that the Fish Intestine Mirror was brought back by a cultivator who came from the village, who said it was a chance to leave it to future generations."

Wei Xiqi, who knew Han Su somewhat, asked in surprise, "Master Han actually accepted it?"

Qin Feng's expression turned somewhat strange, and he said awkwardly, "Master Han also declined at the time, but the village chief said that the evil spirit had some quirks and the village probably wouldn't have any descendants."

"Anyway," Qin Feng said hastily, trying to cover up the previous topic, "Keep that half-mirror close to your body. As soon as I contact you, it will become scorching hot!"

Lian Gou opened his mouth, trying to resist but realizing it was hopeless. Just as he was about to resign himself to his fate, he suddenly thought of something and pulled out a scroll in a strange way.

"It's no good to burn yourself with a mirror!" Lian Gouyan handed the scroll to Wei Xi like a treasure, "Use this, I can crawl through it."

Wei Xi quickly pushed the scroll aside and laughed, "Keep the real body yourself! If the two of us get trapped, wouldn't we all be wiped out if you crawled out of the scroll?"

"Alright," Qin Feng said firmly, "This isn't real fire! It just gets scorching hot. We'll still use paper cranes normally. The [Fish Intestine Mirror] absorbs a lot of spiritual energy, so I don't want to use it lightly!"

Two fists can't fight four hands, so Lian Gou Lang had no choice but to accept his fate, but he was quick enough to hide the scroll.

Although Wei Xi was very curious about where Lian Gouyan had hidden the scroll, she restrained her eager eyes out of respect for her friend's privacy.

After several days of turmoil, the three of them were terrified by the death of slugs at sea. After discussing the details, they each went to rest.

To be honest, Wei Xi didn't sleep well that night, and surprisingly, he even had a dream. In his dream, Wei Xi was tied to a large pillar, all bound hand and foot.

The ropes used to bind people were very rough, digging into their skin and causing painful chafing.

Wei Xi knew very well that he was dreaming, so he acted somewhat boldly and immediately tried to call for help.

All that could be heard was the sound of swallowing; not a single human word could be uttered.

Wei Xi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot—he had forgotten that he was mute.

However, it was just a dream, and Wei Xi was quite relaxed, intending to play it cool.

Having made up her mind, Wei Xi began to observe her surroundings with great interest—she had so much material to process!

Unexpectedly, Wei Xi's dream also included fellow sufferers.

To the left are two pillars with two people of unknown gender tied to them; to the right are two pillars with people of unknown species hanging from them.
Looking at the two lumps of rotten flesh that were unrecognizable as human, Wei Xi found it hard to say whether they were human or not.

The surrounding environment was also strange, looking like a large, solitary reef in the sea, with flocks of seabirds with exposed serrated teeth circling above it.

The black reefs, the bronze pillars, and the excited chirping of birds under the gloomy sky—if someone else were tied to these pillars, they might already be weeping bitterly.

But Wei Xi was not alarmed. Instead, he watched with great interest as the seabird flapped its wings and landed on the pillar on the right. Its sharp claws gripped the lifeless, rotting flesh and began to tear at the decaying pieces.

This is strange. Wei Xi has been through many life-and-death situations (not really), and he has never seen a similar scene before. Where did this dream come from?

Since there were no living birds for her, Wei Xi, who was tied to the pillar, fell into deep thought.

With the pioneers in place, the rest of the seabirds eagerly swooped down to feast on the bloody meal. Some seabirds even fought over chunks of meat torn from the bones, scattering feathers everywhere.

The flapping of wings woke Wei Xi. She looked at the two seabirds that had landed on her furtively, speechless, and let them tentatively peck at her.

The seabirds' beaks poked at his body with some pain, but the fabric was clearly not to their liking. The two bold seabirds set their sights on Wei Xi's face.

Wei Xi closed his eyes and activated his spiritual power to cast a protective spell on himself.

Enraged, the seabird stomped on Wei Xi twice before flying away unwillingly.

Wei Xi's mind was filled with doubts, and his vigilance increased significantly.

Sure enough, sharp thorns began to sprout from the pillar, easily breaking through the barrier of spiritual energy and piercing into Wei Xi's flesh, causing blood to gush out from the wound.

The smell of blood irritated the seabirds that were pecking at the carnivore, and their cries were deafening, their clamor seeming to mock Wei Xi.

The sound not only woke Wei Xi, but also caused a lump of rotten flesh on the right pillar to twitch slightly, followed by the appearance of half a blood-stained face with a slight movement of the corner of its mouth.

"Run!"

Wei Xi suddenly opened his eyes, and moonlight streamed through the window onto the bedside.

"How could it be Shen Fu?"

To recap, Shen Fu is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and theoretically, she should be in prison right now.