The red cicada grasped the bamboo strips with its sickle-shaped claws and crouched beside the cage, gazing at the green hills, thinking. The spiritual energy emitted by this woman was a great tonic for it. If it could absorb that spiritual energy, it would surely grow much larger, greatly increasing its speed and strength.
But as the Insect King, commanding all insects, how could he possibly be enslaved by foolish humans? Was he still holding onto his dignity as an Insect King? Absolutely not!
The best way is to gain spiritual power and return to the mountains to be the king, the best of both worlds.
The red cicada tilted its head and suddenly vibrated its chirping organ, emitting a loud "cackle". Qingshan did not understand the cicada's language and did not know what it meant. He did not urge it, but just waited quietly.
After about a cup of tea, there was a commotion coming from the patio outside.
"Ouch, something stung me—!"
"Eh? What's that in the sky? There's so much of it—!"
"It's a bee! Everyone, come inside quickly!" Then there was the sound of doors and windows slamming.
Qingshan felt something was wrong and quickly shouted, "Master Zhan, close the window!"
Zhan Feng reacted quickly, jumped up, and ran towards the window, but it was too late. A swarm of bees buzzed in through the window and attacked the people inside.
Zhan Feng was now in a position to block the bullet hole, becoming the primary target of the bees' attack. Zhan Feng gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain of the bee sting, and finally closed the window, preventing more bees from entering the room.
There was no telling how many bees were in the dark night sky outside, trying to rush in one after another, making the glass bang loudly, and soon a layer of bee corpses fell on the windowsill.
Yang Hongmei held her head to avoid the bee attack. Her arms were stung by several bites and she was sweating and screaming in pain.
Zhan Feng grabbed the blanket from the sofa, wrapped it around Yang Hongmei's head, and pushed her under the table. He then took off his coat and swatted the bees around Qingshan, not caring that his own body was already red from being stung.
Qingshan used her spiritual power to control the steel needles and flew in the air to repel the approaching bees, but she could only control four steel needles at the same time, and she really couldn't stop so many bees. If Zhan Feng hadn't protected her, she would have been stung and her face would have been swollen.
Qingshan caught a glimpse of Zhan Feng's swollen face from the corner of his eye, and with a rage rising in his heart, he snatched the katydid cage, opened it, and grasped the red cicada in his hand. The red cicada's chirping organ was grasped, and the deafening "ka ka" sound finally stopped.
Qingshan's eyes were cold as he spoke word by word:
"As expected of the Insect King, you're truly unruly. Well, since you won't accept my offer, then you'll have to die and become a medicinal herb!"
After saying this, he summoned spiritual energy in his hands, evaporating Hongchan's bodily fluids. This method, taught to her by Ruyi Tuanzi, was used to dry medicinal herbs, preserving their properties better than baking them over an open flame. Today was the first time Qingshan had used it on a living creature, and it felt quite similar to the Star Absorbing Technique. Hongchan's round belly visibly deflated.
Ruyi saw Qingshan's fatal move in the space and screamed in shock:
"Ah! Shanshan, are you crazy? You'll kill it like this!"
"I just want to kill it!"
"This is the King of Insects, very precious! How can you kill it? If you kill it, who will find poisonous insects for you to make medicine in the future?"
Qingshan snorted coldly, "So what if it's the Insect King? If I can't use it, the Insect King is just a special insect! Without this stinky chicken, wouldn't I be a scumbag? In the future, I'll catch insects myself when I need them. It relies on me wanting to subdue it, and it attacks and hurts people indiscriminately without me being able to do anything to it. Such an Insect King cannot be kept alive!"
Tuanzi fell silent. Qingshan's appearance reminded him of his master: hundreds of years ago, a wandering cultivator, begging his master for alchemy, gave him a Chaofeng. His master loved it, but that Chaofeng, relying on its backers, took no prisoners and ate several children. This kind of thing was nothing in the world of cultivation. After all, Chaofeng's bloodline was precious, far beyond the reach of mortals, so what was wrong with eating a few children? But when his master found out, he killed it without a word.
Tuanzi remembered his master saying: rare birds and beasts have precious bloodlines and are gifted with magical powers, which attract cultivators. Once they are obtained, they are pampered without any bottom line. Over time, the beasts will become arrogant and think that they can override the laws of nature, act recklessly, and even kill people without punishment. Such beasts cannot be kept no matter how precious they are.
Chen Qingshan is worthy of being the descendant of Xuan Huizi. Even his decisive and murderous character is very similar to his master.
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