Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 261 Zhang Yuanzhu: The donkey meat is good (4000 words)

A junior named Zhang Yuanzhu foolishly stepped into this demonic land.

I doubt even that person anticipated it.

The donkey was lost in thought as its beastly body gradually disappeared into the distance along with the cloud bed.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked in the direction where the gray donkey had disappeared, his smile widening, and he took another step towards the Red Clothes Workshop.

Ta-ta-ta~
Compared to the crowds in the early morning, the attic was now completely empty.

Only Wang Xi, draped in red gauze, lay languidly on a chair, casually tossing a storage bag in her slender hand.

Seeing the tall figure walk in through the door, he patted the empty space beside him with a sense of contentment.

"Fellow Daoist, the night is long, shall we join you?"

The woman's red lips were slightly parted, exuding an indescribable charm and allure.

"A spiritual object!"

Zhang Yuanzhu's arms hung naturally at his sides, his eyes remained calm, and his heart showed no change whatsoever.

He stretched out his hand, demanding the resources he wanted to buy.

"It's so charming."

The woman rolled over, propping her cheek with one hand, her long, black hair falling down, her face beautiful.

"Are all the unorthodox cultivators of Ancient Cliff Mountain like this?"

Her voice was soft, but the words she spoke were earth-shattering.

Zhang Yuanzhu gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with his five fingers, his double pupils half-closed.

An unparalleled sharpness shone forth.

Like a long sword sweeping across the sky, it seems intent on severing all things.

The woman seemed oblivious to the blade pressed against her neck, and calmly tossed her storage bag over.

"With your temperament and demeanor, even if you were to disguise yourself as a demonic cultivator, you would not be able to hide it."

"Moreover, we have clashed before in the Crimson Nether City, so I can naturally tell the difference."

Zhang Yuanzhu took the storage bag, casually flipped through it, and only put it away after confirming that everything was correct.

Bang!

The long sword left its sheath by half an inch, and a violent blade light surged like a tidal wave, filling the entire pavilion.

"Did you think that I wouldn't dare kill you within the city walls?"

Wang Xi sat up, chuckled, and shook her head.

"Cuckoo~"

"How can I think so, Fellow Daoist Yuanzhu? You can kill even the seed of a Daoist Golden Core cultivator without hesitation, and you would even dare to draw your sword and kill a True Person Ning Sha in front of you."

"How could I, a mere weak woman, be so presumptuous?"

Her red veil fluttered, her beautiful hair danced in the air, and her fair forehead shone with wisdom; she had lost her initial allure.

"Fellow Daoist, how about we cooperate?"

"I will reveal the whereabouts of the sect elders to you, allowing you to leave Fallen Demon Mountain alive. All you need is..."

"Om~"

A sharp clang of a knife interrupted the woman's words.

Zhang Yuanzhu pressed his palm against the hilt of the sword, slowly returning the long sword to its sheath.

“I never cooperate with evil villains. I can walk out of the demonic land by stepping on your corpses.”

They turned and left without exchanging a single elegant word.

If the woman before him weren't a mere painted mask, he would have already slashed her with his sword; there wouldn't have been a single wasted word.

"The demonic path?"

The woman remained silent, watching the boy's figure about to cross the threshold, and whispered:

"Born on this land, we had no choice but to either join or die!"

It seemed as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was confiding in someone.

The boy didn't stop for a second; in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the attic.

For a moment, Wang Xi was the only one in the Red Robe Shop. Her disappointment vanished, replaced by cunning.

"Ancient texts say that the righteous path is most fond of demonic cultivators who suddenly realize their mistakes and have no other choice, but this time it was useless."

"Pity!"

The woman sighed softly, with regret. Her slender hand brushed across her pretty face, revealing streaks of blood, carrying an eerie and treacherous air.

Zhang Yuanzhu turned and glanced at the Red Robe Shop, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He never cared about repentance or anything like that, as long as he was certain they were enemies.
Then kill!
Now, for him, all the demonic cultivators on the entire Fallen Demon Mountain, from top to bottom, are enemies, and all can be killed.

Call ~
He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, suppressing the boiling killing intent in his heart.

Zhang Yuanzhu strode forward with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, galloping towards the donkey. He was to leave Xuanming City that very night, so he needed to catch the donkey.

He continued to approach the center of the city, his double pupils half-closed.

A streak of gray light flashed past, fleeing towards the outskirts of the city.

Following the gray light came a series of demonic shadows, relentlessly pursuing them.

"Heh heh heh"

"This monster is full of life force; I want half of its flesh and blood."

"The soul is not lacking, but my soul banner is missing a main soul."

"Who raised this idiot to swagger around the city like that?"

Eerie laughter echoed through the night sky.

The city was shrouded in darkness, and no one took any action to stop it. Instead, several figures darted out of the houses and joined the chase.

Zhang Yuanzhu stared at the gray donkey fleeing at the front.

The donkey was still dressed in daytime attire, and four tall cultivators carried the cloud bed as they fled.

The white bone beads trembled slightly, and bursts of corpse energy erupted, concealing their form as they gave chase.

A group of demonic cultivators chased after the gray light and left the city.

In the next instant, spells burst forth, transforming into a torrent that surged forward.

Roar!
The donkey roared, and a layer of gray light emanated from its body, blocking the spell.

Its beastly eyes were ferocious, filled with murderous intent.

It was actually being chased by a group of Qi Refining Demon Cultivators. You should know that in Ancient Cliff Mountain, even Foundation Establishment cultivators treat it with great respect, and even Condensing Fiend True Persons cannot underestimate it.

Today, because of his somewhat conspicuous actions, he was targeted by the demonic cultivators.

Do you know who I am?

A spear formed from pale yellow corpse energy suddenly appeared and shot out.

In an instant, a long, narrow ravine stretched for miles across the earth, and the spear tore through the night, piercing the gray light, and charged toward the donkey.

death!

The image was so clearly imprinted in the gray donkey's mind that he could no longer control the words on his lips.

If you don't catch this shot, you'll die.

Roar!
The donkey brayed loudly, and a human stood upright.

Two cultivators, who were supporting themselves on the cloud bed with blank expressions, released their grip, stepped forward, and blocked the spear.

Each person was coated with a black sheen, exuding the unique coldness of metal.

Dangdang~
The spear swept across the sky, piercing through two figures in an instant and shattering them.

Blood and bones splattered, but the spear's momentum didn't wane, crashing directly into the cloud bed.

Bang!
With a tremendous roar, the cloud bed exploded, and several figures fell to the ground.

The pursuing demonic figures grinned maliciously, unleashing a barrage of attacks that crushed everything in their path.

The gray donkey, its fur charred black, stood on the ground, watching the torrent of magic, no longer fleeing, its beastly eyes cold.

"If you want to die, then so be it!"

The hoof lifted, and a scarlet talisman appeared, instantly igniting.

In an instant, a powerful aura soared into the sky.

"It's a talisman left behind by a Foundation Establishment cultivator, let's go!"

"This donkey demon is indeed extraordinary. It is a mount of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, so its value must be very high."

"Brothers, follow me and kill!"

A series of long howls were heard, but only a few scattered attacks were launched, all of which were blocked by the bloody light.

The next moment, scarlet chains appeared in front of the donkey and lashed forward.

The demons exploded one after another, turning into a blood mist, with corpses floating all over the ground. The donkey's eyes were filled with pleasure, and the talisman in its palm slowly dissipated.

"A bunch of vermin dare to spy on me. If I didn't have some trump card, how could I be so ostentatious? When I return to the Puppet Sect one day, I will surely slaughter them."

Snapped!
A fair hand rested on the donkey's shoulder, and the words that were about to be spoken suddenly stopped.

"Senior Donkey, you are so majestic, just like you were in the Jade Boat back then."

A gentle voice travels through the air.

boom!
As if thunder had exploded in his heart, the donkey fell into a daze.

That voice, that aura—it was so familiar. That junior from back then was right behind him.

Judging from the news coming from the Crimson Plains, he was no match for them.

In an instant, the donkey made the fastest response, and a talisman burning with starlight rose from its fur.

An extremely mysterious aura emerged, and everything around slowed down.

"hehe!"

With a chuckle.

A golden hand emerged from behind the donkey and gently grasped the talisman, offering no resistance or struggle.

Everything going smoothly is abnormal.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze, looking at the talisman in his palm.

"I haven't had a chance to congratulate Fairy Ye on reaching the Condensing Fiend Realm yet, what a pity."

The donkey stared blankly at the talisman in the boy's palm, its beastly eyes filled with disbelief, and growled:
"How could this be? This was clearly a life-saving measure that woman left me."

Stab it!

The hand that was pressing on the donkey's shoulder suddenly exerted force, and one of its hooves was ripped off.

Blood gushed out more than ten feet from the wound.

Zhang Yuanzhu smiled, put away the talisman that was filled with starlight, and took out the Golden Bell from his bosom.

With a wave of his hand, crimson-gold flames appeared out of thin air, and the bell stood upright within the flames.

He casually tossed the hoof in.

All movements were fluid and natural, as if they had been repeated a thousand times in my mind.

The boy looked at the trembling donkey, reached out and pressed his hand against its right hoof.

"Senior Donkey, let's have a meal together later. I will never forget the kindness you showed me in Immortal Soldier Valley back then."

“Zhang Yuanzhu, how dare you do this? I am Ye Zhenchuan’s demon pet. Have you forgotten the kindness of entering the Dao and saving my life? How can you treat me like this?”

The gray donkey's dantian magic surged wildly, trying to break free of the restraints.

“I am the only witness she left behind in this world, and I carry her last words.”

Stab it!

Another hoof was torn off and thrown into the golden bell.

Zhang Yuanzhu gazed at the frenzied donkey and slowly uttered two words:
"ass!"

When he saw the donkey, he could naturally deduce some information.

If a good-for-nothing like Gray Donkey is unharmed, then there's no need to say more about that genius whose scheming and planning are top-notch.

As for the possibility of Fairy Ye sacrificing herself to protect a donkey, it's zero.

"I'm in a good mood today, and I'm having a meal with my senior."

Stab! Stab!
The last two hooves were cut off by Zhang Yuanzhu and thrown into the golden bell.

Immediately afterwards, array plates flew out from his arms, obscuring the land.

The boy then took out some seasoning herbs from his pocket and threw them into the golden bell. He also took out several jugs of spirit wine and placed them on the ground.

He sat cross-legged, threw the donkey in front of him, picked up the wine jug, and took a big gulp.

The oppression that had been building up since learning of Ye Jinxian's death dissipated considerably at this moment.

"I'm very curious, since Senior Jiang Shuicheng met me, he has been very unfriendly to me. What is the reason for this?"

The donkey was in pain, its whole body convulsing, and streaks of blood were flowing out.

Its beastly eyes stared intently at the boy, as if trying to memorize his face, its mouth open to reveal sharp teeth.

“You are a ruthless and bloodthirsty man, disrespectful to your elders, and a murderer of your fellow disciples. I should have killed you back then, you scourge.”

Zhang Yuanzhu smiled and picked up the wine pot to take another sip.

"You can't kill me. You've tried many times, haven't you?"

The boy was in a good mood and didn't mind chatting with the donkey a bit more.

"Whether it was the instigation in Jiangshui City or the words on the Qingyu Boat that promised me a wealthy life, they must have had something in mind."

"After all, there is no pointless love or hate in this world, so what do you seek?"

“I’ve always been curious and made all sorts of guesses, but it’s only today, seeing you here, that I’m certain.”

Zhang Yuanzhu stared directly into those ferocious beastly eyes and slowly spoke:
"The Puppet Sect's demonic spy, Fairy Ye, you certainly have a lot of courage and decisiveness."

He drank the wine in the pot and leisurely placed it on the ground.

"I guess there must have been a powerful demonic cultivator following the Azure Jade Boat back then. The so-called wealthy man was just a disciple of the demonic path."

"You really think highly of me!"

Zhang Yuanzhu sighed softly, analyzing his past doubts.

He was never stupid; on the contrary, he was extremely intelligent and could deduce the general outline from a few clues.

"Hahaha~"

The donkey laughed wildly; its fate was sealed today, and there would be no exceptions.

But it doesn't mind adding a bit of melancholy to the person in front of it.

"All of this is just your speculation, and most of it is wrong. Ye Jinxian has already died in the Land of Starfall."

"As for why I am alive, it is naturally because I have made a great contribution by killing the geniuses of the unorthodox sects and thus obtained a tremendous opportunity."

"If you don't believe me, go to the Land of Fallen Stars and see the remains that have fallen into the Milky Way, and everything will become clear."

Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled into a wide grin as he gazed at the steaming golden bell.

Said softly:

"Donkey, it's time to get going."

With a flick of his finger, a streak of light pierced through the beast's skull in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the donkey fell directly into the golden bell.

The boy, smelling the aroma of the food, picked up a jug of wine and drank it down again.

After a long, long time, until the donkey meat was completely cooked, he murmured to himself:

"You stupid donkey, you've ruined me. Just how much do you look down on Fairy Ye?"

Gulu~Gulu~
As the soup boiled, Zhang Yuanzhu reached into the golden bell and grabbed a donkey leg to gnaw on.

The rich aroma of meat explodes in your mouth, along with the chewy texture of the donkey meat itself.

"Fragrant but not greasy, tender yet chewy, good meat."

Zhang Yuanzhu praised it.

They swallowed large chunks of meat, even chewing and swallowing the bones.

His internal organs trembled, bursting forth with vital energy and divine light, rapidly refining the donkey meat.

Streams of life essence emanated from his body, carrying a dazzling radiance, but were quickly gathered back and integrated into his body.

It was just a Qi Refining Peak level demon beast; digesting it was relatively easy.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged on the ground, took a bite of donkey meat and a sip of spirit wine, and swallowed the whole donkey.

Finally, he even took out some tea to rinse his mouth.

Everything was relaxed and comfortable, without the initial urgency.

He was now almost certain that Ye Jinxian had not died, but had faked her death to escape and leave the sect.

Of course, there is also a very small chance that an accident occurred and they perished in the land of starfall.

He reached out and put away the Golden Bell.

Then, he picked up the storage bag left behind by the gray donkey, but instead looked outside the formation without immediately opening it.

Stand up straight, arms hanging naturally at your sides.

In the blink of an eye, the formation disappeared.

"You've been waiting outside the formation all night, and the evening breeze still hasn't woken you up. Are you in such a hurry to die?"

A gentle voice travels through the air.

(End of this chapter)