Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

"Absolutely not!" Zuo Fei's attitude suddenly became agitated, the veins on her hands gripping the cage bulging. "I will absolutely not cooperate!"

The first sentence startled Wei Xi, while the second sentence made him laugh.

Wei Xi's plan was quite bold. Since it was confirmed that Yu Han's special ability was to replace the permutations and combinations between her, Qin Feng, and Lian Gouhan, it made sense.

At the same time, Wei Xi became even more certain that the original method of killing the monster was feasible—if the source of the replacement was killed, why worry that the three of them couldn't be replaced back?

Therefore, before the [Fish Intestine Mirror] failed again, Wei Xi's claim of killing monsters was not unfounded.

As for the mysterious cultivator who built Deadwater City, Wei Xi once suspected that it was the person in front of him who was locked in the round cage.

But Wei Xi quickly ruled out this answer—although this person was seen as a thorn in the side by the demon beasts, he had not yet shown any strength commensurate with that hostility.

With the situation underwater unclear and Qin Feng and his companion's fate uncertain, Wei Xizhen had no time to waste arguing with this unreliable Taoist priest.

Wei Xi was confident that he wouldn't be helpless against a demonic beast that a cultivator with thousands of years of experience could suppress!
It's a godsend that Yu Han, that demon, left her here alone! On one hand, by releasing Zuo Fei, he can escape on his own, allowing Wei Xi to unleash his full potential; on the other hand, without this young Taoist, the place will likely remain chaotic for a while, which will make it easier for Wei Xi to move around.

Wei Xi had a well-thought-out plan. She was just being polite; she was determined to do it regardless of whether Zuo Fei cooperated or not!
To put it more bluntly, when has Ms. Wei ever consulted the victims before making any decisions?

Wei Xi glanced at the pearl-collecting boy wolfing down his food, but his feet moved toward the round cage—if he could open that thing, Zuo Fei would be spared; if he couldn't, Wei Xi would have to bury the cage and the boy in the sand.

Admittedly, Wei Xi was ruthless, but when he thought about how many years these people and beasts had been dead, he immediately felt justified and quickened his pace.

Zuo Fei keenly sensed that something was wrong, and stopped joking around with Wei Xi, trying to get away from him by using both hands and feet.

Wei Xi sneered inwardly, but said aloud, "Young Taoist priest, don't panic. Let me take a look at this cage; perhaps I can get you out!"

Zuo Fei cursed, "What's that in your hand?! A knife that long! I don't believe your nonsense!"

"Young Taoist priest, you jest. It's perfectly normal for me, coming from Nanjiang, to have a wood-chopping knife on me, isn't it?"

Wei Xi, who had scrambled up the stone beam in a few quick movements, was worried that the machete he had taken out of his Qiankun bag was not sharp enough. So he coaxed Zuo Fei while sharpening the knife, afraid that he couldn't cut through the vine rope that was as thick as a bowl.

The boy who was picking pearls was dumbfounded, not knowing what kind of drama the two of them were putting on. After a while, he realized what was going on and chewed more than twice as fast.

Wei Xi, who caught a glimpse of this scene, felt relieved: This kid isn't stupid; he'll probably run away if things get complicated.

Although Wei Xi was not at fault, she was using his voice, and as someone who had been mute, she naturally had to do her best to save the boy's life.

Without any hesitation, Wei Xi nimbly tapped the cage with the machete he had hastily honed, and said impatiently, "Stop yelling, it's not like I'm going to stab you!"

The machete was a high-quality item I bought in Nanjiang before. It almost scratched Zuo Fei's face, scaring him so much that he moved his body to the other side of the cage.

Seeing this, Wei Xi was even more disappointed—this person was stubborn and cowardly, and really didn't seem like a senior who could suppress the Dongyi monsters.

With time running out, Wei Xi had no intention of lingering any longer and was determined to finish the job quickly.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Fei was still using his foul mouth to try to influence his kin who was aiding and abetting evil through words.

"You're aiding and abetting a tyrant! We're both human, why are we killing each other? Is it because we can't defeat Yu Han?"

Wei Xi's knife had already struck the vine rope, but unexpectedly, the much-anticipated machete simply chipped at the blade. Wei Xi: .?

Zuo Fei, who had been babbling on and on, seized the opportunity to say, "Your knife is no good!"

Wei Xi's temper flared even more, and he said in a sarcastic tone, "We'll know if this knife is good or not once it's stuck in your stomach."

However, Wei Xi knew perfectly well that the problem wasn't with the knife.

The problem lies in this seemingly ordinary cage.

The knife did indeed strike the vine rope, but a force generated from within the vine rope neutralized Wei Xi's powerful strike.

Although he didn't know what material it was made of, Wei Xi knew that this was no ordinary item.

Since that's the case, Wei Xi's gaze fell on the person in front of him again. Just who is this Zuo Fei?
The pitiful Zuo Fei, clinging to the other side of the cage, mocked, "This is Yu Sheng Teng from Nanjiang, your knife is no good!"

Wei Xi wouldn't fall for this little provocation, but she suspected that Zuo Fei was far more important than she had previously thought. Could he really be the Taoist priest who came to ask for Pingjiang water?

"Shut up," Wei Xi stuffed the dulled blade into his storage bag and kicked the cage. "I'm asking you directly, what are you doing here? If you don't tell the truth, you'll be sorry!"

Facing the fierce and unreasonable Wei Xi, Zuo Fei blinked and feigned innocence, saying, "I just came to watch the show. These monsters took a liking to something of mine, but I refused to give it to them, so they locked me up."

Wei Xi glanced at the pearl-collecting boy and ran away, smiled slightly, and suddenly a white jade bottle appeared in his hand.

"You're not telling the truth, are you?" Wei Xi pretended to pull open the medicine bottle. "This stuff is a specially made poison. Once you get it on your skin, your flesh will rot until you're just a skeleton. What's even better is that it's in powder form, so this cage can't hold it!"

Upon hearing this, Zuo Fei's face showed fear, and she trembled with nervousness.

Wei Xi clicked his tongue, pressed his finger against the stopper, and with a slight force, could open the bottle at any moment.

"Stop!" Zuo Fei cried out in anguish, "You're absolutely wicked! Tanxian, Tunqing, and that smiling tiger from just now, none of them are as wicked as you!"

Wei Xi seemed not to hear him and had already completely pulled out the cork.

Seeing this, Zuo Fei begged for mercy, "My lord! Please don't take offense! I'll tell you right now! Come closer!"

Wei Xi's true nature stirred her emotions, but her concern for her companion overcame her instincts, and she moved closer.

Zuo Fei mysteriously moved closer to Wei Xi and whispered in her ear through the cage.

"You're not from this era. Where are you from?"

The next moment, Wei Xi's pupils dilated uncontrollably, as he tried to get away from the Taoist priest.

Unexpectedly, the metal strip, the width of a chive leaf, gripped Wei Xi's wrist, while the other end was attached to Zuo Fei's palm!

"Too clever by half," Wei Xi thought to himself.

The previous nonchalant attitude on Zuo Fei's face was gone, replaced by determination and solemnity. He said coldly, "Yu Shengteng is not a product of Nanjiang at all. Do you think the traitors from Nanjiang wouldn't know that?" (End of Chapter)