Chapter 16 016 Others have a stabilizing force, you have an embroidery needle.

In the evening, the eldest disciple of Elder Wushan came out to announce the rules.

In short, results speak for themselves.

The spirit beasts released this time are of five levels: level two, level three, level four, level five, and finally the level eight Taotie behemoth.

Everyone knew perfectly well that a spirit beast like the Taotie couldn't be obtained simply by being strong enough.

Even if you become the final winner, it still depends on whether it's willing to go with you. That's why the previous winners failed to take it with them.

Jiang Yan understood; this Taotie was a stubborn creature.

Fortunately, she wasn't there for this gluttonous beast; she's never liked stubborn people.

Unable to find Senior Brother Poyun and Senior Sister Ningruo, she had no choice but to turn back.

Those few mosaic-like figures huddled together furtively, seemingly discussing something.

She couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are you doing?"

Feng Qingyu calmly accepted the bet and raised an eyebrow, saying, "It's nothing."

Ling Yue walked up to Jiang Yan's feet, looked up at her and said seriously, "Sister Yan, you don't need to push yourself too hard during the competition tomorrow. Your safety should be the priority."

Xiao Bai chimed in, "Yeah, getting a level 5 beast wouldn't be bad."

Jiang Yan bent down, squinted, and patted his head: "Level three is fine."

With her level, she wants to command a level five spirit beast? That's giving her way too much credit...

Xiao Bai blushed and lowered her head, saying, "That works too."

Although he and Ling Yue signed a bet in which he hoped Jiang Yan could obtain a level 5 beast, obtaining a level 3 beast would also be good, as that would be equivalent to a cultivator's Golden Core stage.

It doesn't matter if they lose some spirit stones, her safety is the most important thing.

Lin Yun, standing to the side, proudly wagged his tail. He had written about a level three beast and had boldly bet eight thousand spirit stones.

Based on this, his chances of winning are still quite high!

He raised an eyebrow at Feng Qingyu smugly: Just wait to lose, you old monster!

Shen Yuchen bet that Jiang Yan could bring back a level four beast, with a stake of six thousand spirit stones.

He also felt he had a chance of winning, but as for Feng Qingyu's 16,000 spirit stones, they were probably destined to go down the drain.

However, that old demon controlled the entire Demon Emperor's Palace and possessed countless treasures, so he naturally didn't care about those spirit stones.

Feng Qingyu smiled nonchalantly, saying that only children care about the outcome, while he only cares about whether it's interesting or not.

Dongfang Chen sat to the side, shaking his head helplessly. They were all so incredibly naive.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't find a way to transform into human form in the short term, he really wouldn't want to associate with them.

He then used magic to shrink his size further, completely concealing his presence. How could he, the dignified Demon Lord, possibly embarrass himself alongside them...

Jiang Yan, carrying several mosaic-like figures, found a quiet corner, took out ingredients, pots and pans from her treasure bag, and began to cook.

Feng Qingyu sat quietly beside her, helping her out by handing her things from time to time and controlling the intensity of the fire.

Ling Yue raised her eyes and glanced at the scene not far away. The disciples of various sects were wielding sword energy, cracking whips, and chanting incantations with their eyes closed... while their oil pots were sizzling... It was a world of difference from the scene in front of her.

He sighed and said to Xiaobai beside him, "If all else fails, Sister Yan could at least get a level four beast."

Xiao Bai: "Let's stick with level three..."

After saying that, the two of them looked at Jiang Yan, who was focused on cooking, not far away.

They all said in unison, "Level two is fine too."

Jiang Yan prepared a very lavish meal for tonight. After all, she had been traveling for the past two days and had eaten rather casually. Tonight, she was determined not to deprive herself of food.

Soon the aroma of the food spread with the wind.

The disciples of all the major sects were focused on their cultivation. They were all promising disciples with firm Dao hearts, and they were not swayed by the fragrance in the slightest!

At that moment, a dark, furry ball-like thing clumsily rampaged through the crowd, with two copper bell-like eyes embedded in its head, a mouth stretched to behind its ears, and sharp, pointed fangs.

He chuckled, revealing a gaping maw that looked rather sinister and terrifying.

A casual glance can easily give someone a fright.

It wrinkled its little nose, sniffed around, and muttered, "Not tasty, this isn't tasty either..."

Someone kicked him in disgust, and his round body instantly rolled uncontrollably like a ball.

He kept giggling: "It's so much fun! It's really fun!"

With a "thud," it bumped into something.

"Wow! It smells so good!"

When Jiang Yan carried the pot to the river to wash it, she unfortunately ran into Yu Heng, who was also washing wild fruits by the river.

The man looked her up and down with disdain and said sarcastically, "You? You actually dare to try and steal a spirit pet? Do you really think that Taotie spirit beast is blind?"

Jiang Yan: "...Are you out of your mind? Do you think everyone is like you? I can't get that Taotie, but you can?"

She looked Yuheng up and down, finally fixing her gaze on his crotch, and deliberately said, "Don't you know whether you're up to it or not? By the way, my family is a family of alchemists! For just a thousand spirit stones and one pill, we can guarantee you regain your virility! You'll be majestic and awe-inspiring! You'll be eighteen again at eighty! You won't lose out!"

Yuheng didn't react at first, but after hearing the last sentence, he became furious and raised his hand to draw his long sword, intending to attack Jiang Yan.

He was initially hesitant to lay a hand on her because they were at the foot of Mount Wu, but now he simply couldn't hold back any longer!

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yan immediately turned tail and ran quickly into the crowd.

Running and shouting, "It's not a disease for a man to be impotent, it's a disease that he doesn't seek treatment for! Senior Brother Yuheng, don't be ashamed, don't lose heart. Others may have a pillar of strength, but you have a needle for embroidery!"

Yuheng's face turned from red to white, then to black with anger...

He was so angry that he wanted to kill Jiang Yan immediately, but then he thought that if he chased after her like that, wouldn't everyone know that he was Yu Heng?

So he could only grit his teeth and turn away.

A few mosaics watching the show from a distance looked at each other in bewilderment.

Lin Yun thought awkwardly, how could she say such things... She really is a genuine lecherous woman!

Jiang Yan hummed a little tune all the way back, but when she looked up, the sky seemed to have fallen!

A tiny, dark, mosaic-like little creature was perched on her wooden table, eating the last fish tail...

In just a short while, she finished off an entire table of food?!

She grabbed the thing and said, "You came uninvited and stole my vegetables, leaving me not a single bite?!"

The black ball in her hand made two "chirping" sounds, as if in response to her words.

Jiang Yan frowned: "Are you a rat?"

She reached out and touched it, only to find her hand covered in sharp thorns.

Startled, she quickly dropped the food: "Hedgehog?! Do you have spirit stones? You ate my food, you should at least pay me, right?"

The black ball in front of her blinked its bell-like eyes at her and chirped twice.

"..."

Jiang Yan felt like she was talking to a brick wall.

She frowned and waved her hand: "Forget it, I can't reason with you. Don't steal food next time. You have to pay for your meals, you know?"

The little dumpling chirped twice more, then rolled away in a flash.

When Lin Yun and the others came over, they realized that the food had been stolen.

Jiang Yan was cooking noodles; after all, there was no point in arguing with a gluttonous beast.

Feng Qingyu frowned as she smelled the lingering scent in the air.