The Salted Fish Persuades the Demonic Cultivator to Become an Immortal

[Lazy, Foodie, Little Sun Female Lead & Seemingly Aloof, Dignified Prince, but Actually a Crazy, Love-Obsessed Male Lead]

Chu Caiwu is a fennel spirit. She can only sate her hunger by consum...

Heavenly Soul Pavilion (VI)

Heavenly Soul Pavilion (VI)

Pang Dan's expression remained unchanged, as if he saw nothing. He brushed past Xie Fu and left a sentence: "You running dog will reap what you sowed."

Chu Caiwu looked at Pang Dan's back in surprise. How could such a kind-looking old man say such words?

Running dog? He was calling Xie Fu the Immortal Clan leader's running dog, but wasn't Pang Dan also a subordinate of the Immortal Clan leader?

Xie Fu froze in his place and said to Chu Caiwu, "Give me the pill bottle."

Xie Fu was about to take action, but Chu Caiwu cleverly dodged backwards, leaving Xie Fu empty-handed.

Some disciples tried to hold back their laughter.

Mudan clenched her fists tightly, trembling with fear, and secretly worried about Chu Caiwu. Who was this Xie Fu? Normally, they would take a detour when they saw him, not to mention that Chu Caiwu openly offended Xie Fu this time.

Chu Caiwu's heart was pounding. She had finally obtained this bottle of elixir, which gave her the opportunity to go and gather immortal ginseng to replenish Yin Zhuo's immortal power. No matter how afraid she was of Xie Fu, she absolutely could not give the elixir to Xie Fu.

Xie Fu was so angry that he said, "How dare you contradict Master?"

The whole room suddenly fell silent. No one dared to move, and not even a gasp was heard.

Chu Caiwu thought of Yin Zhuo's weakened appearance. She absolutely could not hand over the elixir. She gritted her teeth and said, "Master, you stole my elixir!"

Dong Bo strode forward and said, "You are disobeying your teacher! This is treason!"

The disciples' voices of agreement surged like a tide, each one louder than the last. Most of them were disciples who had been jealous of Chu Caiwu's fame.

Chu Caiwu tightly grasped the medicine bottle and confronted Xie Fu amidst constant accusations.

Mudan broke free from Gong Jiao's restraints, rushed towards Xie Fu, and said, "Why do you treat Chu Caiwu like this?"

Chu Caiwu looked up at Mudan with tears in her eyes. Although it was just her back, she was still very moved because only Mudan stood up for her.

Xie Fu cast a spell on Peony, and Peony was instantly transformed back to its original form, into a peony with overlapping petals.

Xie Fu, who had just been ignored by Pang Dan and then attacked by Chu Caiwu, finally calmed down and said earnestly, "This pill has demonic energy, which is not conducive to cultivation. Moreover, the demonic energy in the secret realm is very strong, and demons appear frequently. Your cultivation will be unstable, so there is no need to use this pill to go to the secret realm early."

Chu Caiwu still held the pill tightly. There were monsters in the secret realm, which was the best thing for her. With one drop of blood, she could kill all the monsters except that strange Demon Lord.

Dong Bo opened and closed his lips, a spell appeared in his hand, and he warned Chu Caiwu: "I advise you to give the elixir to Master quickly, otherwise don't blame me for beating you back to your original form!"

Chu Caiwu hesitantly clenched the pill bottle, her heart pounding wildly, the sound was deafening. Her original form was fennel, and she used magic to become a rape spirit. If she was beaten into fennel, not only would she not be able to learn immortal arts and detect blood slaves, she would also be captured by the leader of the immortal clan and used as a blood guide.

Chu Caiwu was in a dilemma. It would have been better if Yin Zhuo was here at this time.

However, even if Yin Zhuo was there, he would definitely be of the same mind as Xie Fu.

Yin Zhuo had said before that he would not let Chu Caiwu go to the secret realm, so how could he agree to let her leave this bottle of elixir to the secret realm?

"You always want to beat others back to their original form. Is this your attitude towards the demon race?

Yin Zhuo waved his hand, and Dong Bo's talisman instantly went out.

Dong Bai was panicked and embarrassed. He had nothing to scare Chu Caiwu with.

Chu Caiwu took a deep breath, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath. The thing that had forced her to return to her original form was finally no longer pointing at her.

Chu Caiwu didn't expect Yin Zhuo to appear.

"If I use the shape-breaking spell, I can also turn you back to your original form." Yin Zhuo slowly approached Dong Bai.

Dong Bo was suppressed by a kind of pressure, unable to resist the momentum. He shook his head repeatedly and retreated tremblingly.

Every time Yin Zhuo took a step closer, Dong Bai took small steps back.

The peonies on the ground rustled angrily.

Although the immortals consider themselves superior to the demons, the curse of breaking the form will kill the immortals and destroy their souls, while the demons will only return to their original form.

However, no demon tribe is willing to be beaten back to its original form by the shape-breaking curse. It is not easy for them to transform. Instead of letting them be beaten back to their original form, it is better to kill them.

No demon is willing to suffer such humiliation.

It's like a carefully dressed person being shamefully stripped naked by a hooligan.

Dong Bo had nowhere to retreat, and he missed a step and fell backwards.

Xie Fu knew he was in the wrong for forcing Chu Caiwu to hand over the elixir and return Peony to her original form. He hadn't done anything so impulsive in a long time. In his mortal world, demons were evil. He had watched his parents being devoured by demons, and he had fought a bloody battle with demons his entire life before finally ascending to heaven.

Yin Zhuo passed by the sprawled Dong Bai and walked in front of Chu Caiwu, shielding her with his body. He said to Xie Fu, "It's just a bottle of pills. Why would Master Xie Fu do this?"

These words seemed respectful on the surface, but actually made Xie Fu lose face. He praised him as his master, but also accused him of arguing with Chu Caiwu over a bottle of elixir. Xie Fu was already embarrassed.

Xie Fu came back to his senses from his memories and said, "Then Pang Dan asked them to go to the secret realm. With only this bottle of elixir, can Chu Caiwu defeat the monsters outside?"

Chu Caiwu rolled her eyes at Xie Fu, thinking back to when Yin Zhuo was still a minor official in the Demon Clan, she had used blood poison to kill all the demon cultivators who bullied Yin Zhuo. How could she be the waste that Xie Fu said she was?

Yin Zhuo's lips curled up slightly. As a master, he always wants to let his disciples gain some experience.

Chu Caiwu looked at Yin Zhuo in disbelief. Didn't Yin Zhuo forbid her from going to the secret realm?!

The other disciples, eager to try, echoed, "Yes, Master, let's experience some training and go to a secret realm!"

Chu Caiwu suddenly grabbed Yin Zhuo's arm, looked at Xie Fu triumphantly, and shook the pill in his hand at Xie Fu, clearly saying, "You want to snatch it? You can't."

Chu Caiwu skipped in front and dragged Yin Zhuo out of the Xinshu Pavilion in full view of everyone.

The disciples watched eagerly as the deputy leader was obediently dragged away by Chu Caiwu. They couldn't help but discuss: "How can Chu Caiwu be so bold?"

"Could it be that the two of them have something shameful to say?"

"Impossible, right?"

Chu Caiwu finally dragged Yin Zhuo to a deserted place and asked, "You, you didn't forbid me from going to the secret realm, so why are you standing up for me this time?"

Yin Zhuo was unable to speak for a long time.

Chu Caiwu seemed to have grasped the truth and suddenly said, "Could it be that you've been displeased with Xie Fu for a long time and are taking it out on him this time?"

A vein jumped on Yin Zhuo's forehead. What kind of train of thought was this?

Seeing Yin Zhuo becoming increasingly embarrassed, Chu Caiwu said, "Forget it, forget it. I'm not a goblin who makes things difficult for others."

"Uh...can you give me a bite?"

Yin Zhuo skillfully extended his arm and breathed a sigh of relief. It was finally the familiar part: "Miss Chu, take a bite."

Chu Caiwu covered Yin Zhuo's slender, white arm with his mouth and bit it with satisfaction. Yin Zhuo's intact skin trembled slightly and blood beads slid down.

Dong Bai wanted to step forward, but stopped. Yin Zhuo had embarrassed him just now, and now Chu Caiwu had done such a rebellious thing. He hesitated whether to step forward to stand up for Master Yin Zhuo.

Chu Caiwu sucked Yin Zhuo's delicate skin intently.

Dong Bo couldn't stand it any longer and approached the two of them.

Chu Caiwu noticed something approaching her food coupons, and hurriedly took out a piece of talisman paper, without even looking at what it was, and shouted, "Don't come over."

Dong Bai was shaking with anger: "You are a traitor."

Chu Caiwu still used the talisman paper to face the angry Dong Bai, and kept sucking Yin Zhuo's blood with his mouth, like a cat with its fur standing on end protecting its food.

Dong Bai looked like a good-natured man who was filled with righteous indignation and defended justice. He made up his mind and tried his best to move forward and drag Yin Zhuo away.

I pulled it, but it didn't move at all.

Second pull, Yin Zhuo had no intention of leaving at all.

Dong Bai's eyes widened as he stared at Yin Zhuo in surprise, as if asking, are you willing to do this?

Dong Bai didn't believe it, so he grabbed Yin Zhuo's exposed arm and tried to shake off Chu Caiwu. Unexpectedly, just as he covered Yin Zhuo's arm, the talisman in Chu Caiwu's hand quickly burned and fell on his hair.

The smell of burning became stronger and stronger. Seeing this, the other disciples all wanted to put out the fire for Dong Bo, but no matter how they tried, the fire would not go out.

Yin Zhuo still kept his arm hanging to ensure that Chu Caiwu could absorb his blood more easily. On the other side, he raised his hand and put out the fire on Dong Bai's head.

Dong Bai's scalp was burnt, with a large patch of hair missing from the middle. He said helplessly, "I must report this Chu Caiwu to Master Xie Fu!"

Chu Caiwu smelled the fishy fragrance of the immortal blood and could not even smell the burnt smell, nor could he hear what others were saying.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yin Zhuo acted out of character and didn't seem as easy to talk to as usual.

Yin Zhuo looked at Dong Bai, and the pressure was overwhelming. Dong Bai couldn't withstand the huge pressure from Yin Zhuo and fell to his knees.

Yin Zhuo said casually: "I don't mind if you continue to burn it."

Dong Bai was even more frightened. How could a disciple like Chu Caiwu have such close contact with his master? And Yin Zhuo was so open about it.

"You don't need to tell me, I've already seen it." Xie Fu's eyes were full of disdain and contempt. He despised Chu Caiwu, the demon, for his bloodthirsty nature.

Xie Fu wanted to relieve Dong Bo's pressure, but failed.

Xie Fu felt embarrassed and a little ashamed, and wanted to get closer to Chu Caiwu.

Yin Zhuo stopped her, saying, "Don't come over. She's in a state of anxiety and has a talisman in her hand."

Xie Fu didn't believe it and looked at Yin Zhuo with malice, his face full of thought, "How could you be so kind?"

When Xie Fu stepped forward, in order to be safe, he first put pressure on Chu Caiwu, but it had no effect.

Chu Caiwu hadn't sucked immortal blood for a long time, and when she was still unsatisfied, she regained some consciousness. She realized that it was Xie Fu who discriminated against demons and turned Mudan back to her original form.

She was confused for a moment, thinking that Xie Fu wanted to steal her immortal blood for her food coupons, and then she regained some of her consciousness, but she still hated Xie Fu very much.

Xie Fu approached step by step. Chu Caiwu's eyes were blurred. She injected her immortal power into the talisman. The flame-colored pattern on her arm was faintly visible in her sleeves.

Chu Caiwu's arms suddenly trembled, as if they were doused in boiling water, and he almost couldn't hold the talisman paper.

I don’t know what kind of thing the Demon Lord cast down, but it started burning at this moment.

The spiritual power flowed down his arm, passed through the flame-colored pattern, and was injected into the talisman paper.

Mudan exclaimed: "Chu Caiwu, don't!"