Journey to the West Creation Technique

Zhao Xuangang staggered to his feet, and in the distance, there was an abnormal crimson glow.

That is……

fire! ?

What is the direction of Guimiangou?

It's on fire...

Zhao Xuangang suddenly realized why the Ghost-Faced Yaksha hadn't killed him after his defeat.

It wasn't that the demon-faced yaksha stopped short of attacking; it was just that it was in a hurry...

If not now, when?

Zhao Xuangang quickly swallowed a pill to strengthen his foundation and replenish his energy, then held two precious spirit stones in his hand to rapidly restore his magical power.

It's definitely too late to recover your magic power here!

I'm leaving now!

Walk as far as you can on your own two legs, recovering as you go.

Zhao Xuangang staggered away, first finding a safe place to hide and recover his magical power.

……

Ghost Face Gully.

With a sharp whistling sound, the demon-faced yaksha, shrouded in dark, malevolent mist, hurriedly returned to its hometown.

Thick smoke billowed from the valley, and flames shot into the sky!

It let out a desperate roar, and then, without hesitation, charged into the nest.

A chilling, malevolent aura descended, instantly extinguishing any flames it passed through.

But by this time the fire had already spread, and some century-old vines had been set ablaze, burning towards the canopy of the towering trees.

The demonic power of the Oni-faced Yaksha had its limits and soon became insufficient.

Its demonic power quickly depleted, and its scales were blackened by the smoke.

"Awooo..."

"Awooo..."

It let out mournful roars, but could not stop the flames from spreading...

It began to resign itself to its fate, compromise, and feel lost...

It stood like a fool at the mouth of the valley, watching its home burn fiercely...

In the middle of the night...

The demon-faced yaksha chose to leave voluntarily.

It had more important things to do, which was to find a new nest before dawn.

Lu Chengjun waited until dawn before leaving the tree where he had been hiding. The flames in the valley had not yet been completely extinguished, and thick smoke was still billowing out...

I wonder how long it will burn...

Dark clouds are gathering on the horizon; a heavy rain may be imminent.

Lu Chengjun didn't know whether Zhao Xuangang, Su Wan, Li Ang... would survive.

He has done his best.

Lu Chengjun walked alone into a dense forest, where a weapon lay diagonally stuck in the ground.

It was his crescent-shaped iron shovel.

Holding this heavy thing in my hands, I felt a sense of security.

Then he took out the map Su Wan had given him from his pocket and found the location of Ghost Face Gully.

I'm currently in Ghost Face Gully, and now I'm heading to Southern Underworld Guard.

The two places are not far apart, only eighty li apart, and you can walk there in a day if you go in a straight line.

It's impossible to walk in a straight line...

The journey involves crossing mountains and ravines that provide obstacles.

It won't take much longer; with my own strength, I might be able to reach Nanmingwei by evening.

Given that Ghost Face Gully is such a dangerous place and so close to the Southern Underworld Guard, it's no wonder that Captain Zhao was worried and insisted on going into the valley to investigate.

Lu Chengjun put away the map, picked up the crescent shovel, and embarked on his journey home.

Holding the image of Sha Wujing and carrying a heavy crescent shovel, he quickly walked more than ten miles.

During that time, I felt neither thirsty, hungry, nor tired; I felt as if I had inexhaustible energy.

Dark clouds gathered, and a mountain rain was imminent.

Lu Chengjun had no choice but to find a place to take shelter from the rain.

There happened to be a recessed cave where we could rest; the cave wasn't deep, just enough to shelter from the rain.

Lu Chengjun found a square stone to sit on, and as soon as he sat down, he was both thirsty and hungry.

Outside the cave, the rain intensified, and the mountain air was thick with moisture. Under such a downpour, the fire in Guimian Gully should have been extinguished by now.

Even if it were destroyed, the ravine had been completely burned down. Without the dense forest to provide cover, it was no longer suitable for the Oni-Faced Yaksha to live in.

Once that ferocious beast begins to roam, it will likely pose a great threat to the people of Nanming Guard.

Just as Lu Chengjun was filled with worry, a faint rustling sound suddenly came from the bushes.

A venomous snake covered in fine spots slowly slithered out and silently approached his feet.

Lu Chengjun pretended not to see it and waited for it to slowly approach.

clang!

A crisp sound.

The black iron shovel slammed down.

Not only did they cut off the snake's head, but they also carved a dent in the ground.

This is good stuff!

Starving, Lu Chengjun tore open the snake skin with his bare hands, squeezed out the gall bladder, and swallowed the snake meat raw.

Put it in your mouth, meat and bone together, chew it and swallow it.

In just a few moments, he ate the whole snake raw.

It's strange...

I'm even hungrier now.

By cultivating the appearance of Sha Wujing, one develops a strong spleen and stomach, enabling one to digest even raw meat.

Speaking of the last meal, it was the bear paw I ate the night before last.

Having not eaten for a whole day and night, how could a small snake possibly fill its stomach?

Lu Chengjun's eyes gleamed green as he looked around, searching for something to fill his stomach.

By chance, a little squirrel was perched on the tree.

Eyes facing each other.

The little squirrel seemed to be frozen in place, completely still.

Lu Chengjun curled his lip: "Tsk, not even enough to fill a gap between teeth."

He looked away, and the little squirrel, as if granted a pardon, fled like the wind.

"Awooo..."

Suddenly, a powerful shout pierced through the rain.

Lu Chengjun was not surprised but rather pleased.

The sound it made was somewhat like a tiger's.

The thought of eating tiger claws soon made his eyes light up, and he rushed into the torrential rain with his black iron crescent shovel in hand.

After passing through a dense forest, the scene before him made him pause slightly.

A very large horse stood tall amidst the rain and mist.

Great!

How to describe it?

The tiger at its feet looked like a slightly chubby orange cat.

Of course, it's a dead tiger now.

This magnificent horse has a single horn on its head and fangs at the corners of its mouth.

What good horse has a single horn and tusks?

The unicorn horse looked at Lu Chengjun.

Eyes facing each other.

Lu Chengjun froze, not daring to move.

As if it felt that this human was not even enough to fill its teeth, the unicorn horse looked away, lowered its head and slowly began to gnaw on the tiger meat on the ground.

They chewed on the skin and bones with a satisfying crunch...

Lu Chengjun felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He maintained his friendly smile, took small steps back, and slowly disappeared into the forest.

Thankfully, I'm not on the Malaysian menu...

Strangely enough, after being startled by the Malaysian, he didn't feel hungry at all, as if the overwhelming hunger he had felt earlier was just an illusion.

All I can say is... this belly is quite sensible, knowing what it doesn't want to mess with.

Since he was already soaked to the bone, Lu Chengjun decided not to seek shelter from the rain any longer.

Despite the torrential rain and muddy roads.

Let's go first...

Braving the rain, we traversed the mountains and forests, climbed over hills, and arrived at a wide, open valley.

Lu Chengjun spotted a cave a few hundred meters away.

Caves are a good place to take shelter from the rain, and you can even light a campfire inside to dry your clothes.

But getting on the road is the priority now...

It's only half a day's journey from here to Nanmingwei. I'll try to get back to Nanmingwei before dark, and then go to the market to eat two large buckets of spirit rice.

The thought of rice makes me hungry again...

This belly is really letting me down.

Just then, a piercing, sharp whistle suddenly tore through the forest.

Lu Chengjun suddenly turned his head and saw something flying out of a cave several hundred meters away.

It's it!

It has two wings on its back and is covered in blue armor.

Demon-faced Yaksha!

It recognizes itself!

Lu Chengjun threw away the heavy iron shovel in his hand and turned to run into the woods.

In the blink of an eye, the demon-faced yaksha arrived in the forest.

There was no one in the woods.

Disappeared?

Right under your nose?

This is impossible...

The demon-faced yaksha landed in the forest, folded its wings, and scanned every corner with its scarlet vertical pupils.

It walked close to the tree trunk...

Lu Chengjun was leaning against this tree, and at the closest point, the two were only a fist's width apart.

The Yaksha paced slowly, searching several times, but found nothing.

Knowing full well that someone was hiding in the woods, they still couldn't find them.

Suddenly he turned his head sharply to look at a tree behind him.

The tree trunk was a little damp.

The rain was pouring down, and everything was wet, but only part of the tree trunk was wet, vaguely resembling a human figure.