Chapter 26 Escape

The old man raised his head, looking down at the disheveled Su Yu, his eyes gradually filling with a sense of certainty.

However, even if a mere ant in the early stages of Foundation Establishment has some talent, the only easy path for him is to obey.

Su Yu subtly tightened her grip on Feng Shier, then tossed out a smoke talisman used to conceal the system's abilities.

After a slight fluctuation of magical energy.

The system teleported away.

Amidst a thick, pungent white fog, the old monster reacted swiftly. With a palm strike, he dispersed the smoke and, seeing no trace of the demon youth behind the fog, skillfully began to track the fluctuations of spatial magic.

Why is this fluctuation so weak?

Could it be that this kid actually possesses a high-level teleportation talisman?

The old monster became even more curious about the demon boy's secret, and even more eager to obtain it.

"Find this kid for me, alive."

The image stone that recorded Su Yu's appearance was passed among the shadows controlled by the old monster.

Meanwhile, Su Yu led Feng Twelve into an unfamiliar jungle.

Using the system teleportation multiple times in a short period of time rapidly depleted the system's energy, making it impossible to accurately pinpoint the location for teleportation. Therefore, although Su Yu tried to choose a location far away from the old monster, she still didn't know where she was now.

We'll get back to them sooner or later.

This thought flashed through Su Yu's mind. After a quick inspection of the surroundings and sprinkling some insect and animal repellent powder, Su Yu laid Feng Shier flat on the grass and carefully examined his physical condition.

He wasn't an expert on elixirs, but he had a gut feeling that the old man had ill intentions and that what he was feeding him was abnormal.

Feng Shier's breathing was relatively steady and smooth, and his wounds had almost completely healed, leaving only a faint pink scar on his back.

I don't know if it's because of the drug, but Mo is still dizzy.

Su Yu solemnly grasped his hand to examine his internal condition.

...That old man was definitely up to no good!

His injuries had healed and he was no longer in mortal danger, but Feng Shier's meridians had developed problems.

His veins are shrinking.

Su Yu's face was pale, as if a huge boulder was pressing down on her heart.

Unable to cultivate, and even with the gradual failure of internal organs leading to premature death.

Unable to suppress a curse in his mind, Su Yu managed to calm down and think about what countermeasures she could take.

Why is it that I have no talent in alchemy?

Otherwise, at least we could analyze the residual medicinal properties in Feng Shier's body.

Su Yu scratched his head anxiously, rummaging through the system space, trying to recall what could save Feng Shier's life and cultivation talent.

Wait, what is this?

Su Yu paused and took it out of the system space.

Scattered sunlight filtered through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and on the hand with its distinct knuckles, a strangely shaped and twisted heart was slowly beating. The black and green vines that had been entwining it were nowhere to be seen, but scattered black and green spots remained on the heart.

Good heavens, the remaining part of the Ink Rose was actually stuffed into the system space and brought back to him.

However, the Ink Rose, which can evolve the bloodline of the demon race, seems to be no different from a divine medicine to the demon race in other aspects.

Even in his coma, Feng Twelve seemed to instinctively sense Mo Gui's attraction to him, and he hummed indistinctly.

But can we really eat the rest of this stuff?

Su Yu fell into deep thought.

Su Yu's gaze began to waver between her heart and Feng Shier.

Su Yu decided to shake Feng Shier awake and let him choose for himself.

The little one half-opened one eye, groggily making a sticky, dependent sound.

Su Yu paused, forcing herself to be cold and ruthless as she shoved Mo Gui right under Feng Shier's eyes.

"What is this...?"

Feng Shier skillfully looked at him with a loving yet pitiful gaze.

Su Yu lowered her eyes to look at him, and said with a cold rationality that Feng Twelve was no longer used to, "If you don't need it, I'll find another way to save you."

"Using it might have unknown side effects." After all, it doesn't look like a good thing, but it could just be a characteristic of demonic products that are so strange.

The native demon clan member Feng Shier seems to have adapted well to the bizarre heart-shaped demonic plant.

Su Yu put the Mo Gui heart back into her storage ring and explained to the puzzled Feng Twelve, "Let's find a safe place like a cave first."

In the dark and deep cave, only a campfire burned silently, providing warm light for the cavern.

Su Yu sat cross-legged on the outer side, munching on wild fruit she had picked. In one hand, she held a long stick and occasionally poked at the dry branches and fallen leaves in the fire. On the fire, an ordinary magical beast that looked like a rabbit was roasting.

There was no way around it; digesting the Mo Gui wouldn't be something that could be done in a day or two. He didn't have many Bigu Pills stored up, so these past few days, besides guarding the cave entrance, he would set up a barrier and then go out to find food.

Little Twelve is so unlucky; he won't get to taste his cooking.

He had stolen this cave from the Rat-Beast. It was truly a magical beast with a talent for digging; the cave was well-ventilated, had sturdy stone walls, was well-hidden, and wasn't even far from a water source. With his own blanket and pillow, and aside from his injuries (which healed very slowly by eating medicinal plants since he had no healing pills), Su Yu had been incredibly comfortable these past few days.

Rat-shelled beast: Cursing and swearing, it moved to another spot to dig a hole.

Suddenly, the cave trembled, and rubble and dust fell from the ceiling. A rich and pure aura of demonic energy emanated from the depths.

Su Yu quickly put the nearly roasted rabbit back into his storage ring; he couldn't let his dinner go to waste.

I was just praising the rat-shelled beast for digging such a sturdy hole. Did that rat-shelled beast cut corners? It probably won't be able to find a mate if it can't dig a good hole!

Su Yu stomped out the fire and rushed inside to check on the condition of his adopted younger brother.

Well, now we can't call him a cheap younger brother anymore; we've at least shared a life-or-death bond.

Judging by the time, the ink rose should indeed have been almost completely absorbed.

On the stone platform, Feng Twelve was sitting cross-legged, circulating the abundant demonic energy within his body in a standard cultivation posture. Su Yu noticed that his hair was still black, unlike Feng Twelve's prematurely gray hair.

Feng Shier opened his eyes, a flash of crimson light revealing his demonic bloodline in his blood-red pupils, which shone with a brutal and sinister light. The demonic energy surging around him gradually subsided, and he slowly blinked.

Looking closer, her rosy cheeks were like clear rubies, radiating trust with a pure and clean look.

Su Yu smiled and ruffled his hair without any hesitation.

"You've reached the pinnacle of Qi cultivation. Not bad."

Feng Shier seemed to be startled by the sudden palm strike, and his entire upper body leaned forward with the force of Su Yu's blow, ending up lying in Su Yu's arms.

But the next moment he straightened up, and with a slightly embarrassed smile he said, "I'm still not as good as you, brother. I should thank you for being willing to save me."

Su Yu's expression softened involuntarily, and her favorability towards Feng Twelve reached a new high.

But some things can't be just glossed over.

For example, why did Feng Shier suddenly rush out to block the attack for him?

Under Su Yu's piercing gaze, Feng Shier remained silent at first, then finally whispered, "I regained some strength and used the tracking talisman you gave me to find you."

"So you saw a Nascent Soul expert attacking me, and you just rushed at me like that?"

Feng Shier turned his face away from him.

Su Yu placed her hands on the sides of his face and turned the little boy's face back into the correct position.