The trial is imminent
Mudan's words just happened to make Yin Zhuo feel more integrated into this student circle, without any generational barriers.
Even if Chu Caiwu ate all the fairy mushrooms, he still felt that Chu Caiwu was not full. He walked to Chu Caiwu and said, "Can this fill you up?"
Chu Caiwu touched his stomach. The magic mushroom didn't have much magic power and couldn't fill him up at all.
Chu Caiwu hid behind Mudan and gritted his teeth to cover up: "Yes."
Chu Caiwu glanced at Yin Zhuo from the corner of his eye, and the brass cup melted in Yin Zhuo's hand.
He wants to feed me blood?! Chu Caiwu's blood surged, already rushing to his head, his face slightly hot. No, absolutely not drinking it, it's so embarrassing, I'd rather starve to death than drink it.
In an instant, Chu Caiwu quickly snatched the brass cup and said, "You go find the fairy mushrooms, and I'm going to pick the fairy grass."
Compared with Mudan, Chu Caiwu's orders were effective.
At the bottom of the cliff grows colorful fairy grasses with rich fairy power. As for the fairy ginseng, there are not just one, but dozens... hundreds of them, which are simply impossible to count.
Others are attracted by money, but Chu Caiwu used to be attracted by ducks, but now she is attracted by ginseng.
Chu Caiwu rushed over there quickly and picked the immortal ginseng with great enthusiasm. Every time he pulled out one, there were several screams. Immortal ginseng... all have spiritual intelligence.
Chu Caiwu ignored her and plucked five, then eight, then twenty-five. Soon the ground was covered with them, and she couldn't carry them all back at once.
"Can all these immortal ginsengs be roasted?"
Chu Caiwu turned around suddenly and Mudan was already standing behind her.
Chu Caiwu picked up the immortal ginseng and treated it like his precious treasure: "If you can't finish roasting it, just boil it. It will cook faster!"
Mudan took the rest of the immortal ginseng and went back with Chu Caiwu.
On the way, the immortal ginseng screamed repeatedly.
Gong Jiao and Yin Zhuo had already arranged the fairy mushrooms. When they heard the screams, they looked towards Chu Caiwu.
Chu Caiwu put down the immortal ginseng and panted slightly: "Yin Zhuo, cook the immortal ginseng, you must finish it all."
Gong Jiao glanced at Yin Zhuo subtly.
Ginseng is a very tonic, especially effective in nourishing the kidneys.
Yin Zhuo looked at the dozens of ginsengs in horror. He really didn't want to eat them.
But, finally, Chu Caiwu didn't hide from him, and he had no choice but to refuse.
Mudan created a pot out of thin air, and several people divided the work to fetch water from the Soul-Guiding Spring under the cliff.
Chu Caiwu threw the ginseng into the boiling spring water, and the ginseng's screams were instantly silenced.
An indescribable fragrance, accompanied by the sweet water of the soul-guiding spring, attracted the four of them.
Fairy ginseng, fairy mushrooms, fairy grass... many foods full of fairy power are stewed together in the pot, green and white mixed together, and the fragrance is overflowing.
Food with immortal powers is indeed extraordinary. Chu Caiwu looked at the watery soup made from the immortal ginseng and said, "It seems to be missing something."
Chu Caiwu looked at the watery soup pot and she really couldn't help but throw the old blood-stained gauze into it. It was the gauze she had saved when she saved Yin Zhuo.
Mudan commanded: "Gong Jiao, go hunt some prey and have some meat."
Gong Jiao was obedient and went there obediently.
Seeing Gong Jiao leave, the ginseng was ripe. Mudan turned into bowls and chopsticks, picked out two ginsengs and handed them to Chu Caiwu.
The immortal ginseng was handed over, and it took no effort at all. Chu Caiwu could finally replenish Yin Zhuo's kidneys.
She took the ginseng and approached Yin Zhuo without any hesitation. She handed the ginseng to Yin Zhuo's mouth and gestured for him to open his mouth and said: "Ah..."
The immortal ginseng was approaching Yin Zhuo's face. Perhaps because the immortal ginseng was well-known for its nourishing function, Yin Zhuo's face looked even paler, and he seemed to be in great need of this medicinal herb.
Yin Zhuo didn't want to make her feel disappointed, but he found it hard to say. He was now an assistant teacher, and how could a disciple give this to his master... Besides, Mudan was right beside them.
Mudan glanced at Yin Zhuo, then turned away excitedly, leaving behind a sentence: "Do whatever you want!"
Without Mudan to interrupt him, Yin Zhuo reluctantly ate the immortal ginseng. He was afraid that Chu Caiwu would be too tired to carry it, so he took the bowl and chopsticks to eat himself. As soon as he touched Chu Caiwu's soft hand, he felt a sense of inviolability in his heart, and his heart trembled: "Miss Chu... Yes, I'm sorry."
Gong Jiao was holding the fairy duck and striding back. He saw the deputy master... Master Yin Zhuo blushing with shame. He turned his back instantly, wanting to escape but unable to.
When Chu Caiwu saw the meat dishes had arrived, he handed the bowl and chopsticks to Yin Zhuo and called out to Gong Jiao: "The immortal herbs are cooked, come and eat."
Upon hearing this, Gong Jiao walked over stiffly, used magic to process the fairy duck, and put it into the pot.
The moment the fairy duck was put into the pot, huge fairy power popped out. It was pure and huge. How could an untransformed animal have such great fairy power?
Mudan sniffed the fairy air and said excitedly, "This duck has such strong fairy power. I've really found a treasure! I've made a killing!"
Gong Jiao thought he was being praised and scratched his head foolishly.
Soon, Mudan distributed the cooked fairy duck to several people, and they couldn't wait to start eating.
Only Yin Zhuo held the chopsticks, hesitant and frowning.
The abnormally huge power of animals, and the forbidden blood slave technique means it is even more powerful.
A light screen popped up in front of the four people, and a hurried voice came: "Return to Tianhun Pavilion quickly!"
In an instant, the light screen enveloped the four people, and they returned to Tianhun Pavilion in a daze.
Many disciples had serious expressions. Xie Fu frowned. He was about to scold students like Mudan for being too playful, but he saw the deputy teacher Yin Zhuo was also there. Xie Fu held back his words of scolding.
Xie Fu said sternly and urgently, "The demons have been rampant lately, frequently using forbidden techniques to attack the immortals, causing the front lines to collapse."
He remembered what the leader of the Immortal Clan had said, that these disciples who only knew basic immortal arts should go directly to the secret realm for trials, and if they failed they would die in the secret realm.
He said helplessly and sternly, "You have two choices. Either withdraw from the Heavenly Soul Pavilion, or participate in three trials. During the trials, your life and death are at your own risk. If you pass the trials, you will be appointed as a general."
Three trials!
Chu Caiwu came here to take the trial and seize the Soul-Capture Cup, and it was effortless for him to get it.
As soon as Xie Fu said this, some disciples were eager to try. They already had a foundation in cultivation and couldn't wait any longer. Some, upon hearing about the battle, trembled and raised their hands to retreat.
Xie Fu looked at Yin Zhuo and said, "Deputy Master, you are the one who makes the choice. The Master said that you can either participate in the trial or withdraw from the Heavenly Soul Pavilion."
Countless eyes were focused on Yin Zhuo, waiting for him, the commander, to set an example.
Yin Zhuo heard that the demons were attacking the immortals, which was definitely not an order from the Demon Lord, because the Demon Lord's original plan was to let Chu Caiwu secretly seize the Soul-Capture Lamp.
That is, Chi Ce.
If Yin Zhuo agreed to go to the secret realm for the trial today, he would have no excuse to go out and find Chi Ce to clarify the situation.
Yin Zhuo feigned displeasure and said to Xie Fu, "Cai Wu and I were just in high spirits when you called us back."
Interest... Everyone's eyes instantly scattered, and they whispered to each other with joy. It turned out that Chu Caiwu and Yin Zhuo were real, and very exciting!
Yin Zhuo pulled Chu Caiwu and left Tianhun Pavilion in an instant.
He let Chu Caiwu go, thinking of what he had said in front of everyone just now, which caused everyone to misunderstand him. He lowered his head and said, "Miss Chu, I'm sorry."
Why am I sorry?
Chu Caiwu tilted his head: "I like what you said in Tianhun Pavilion. What's wrong with that?"
The corners of Yin Zhuo's white eyes turned red, adding a bit of bloodshot color. He changed the subject and said, "We need to go find Chi Ce. He attacked the immortals and disrupted our plan to seize the Soul-Snatching Lamp. Besides, you haven't cultivated yet."
Chu Caiwu was indeed not sure of obtaining the Soul-Capture Cup, so he followed Yin Zhuo to find Chi Ce.
*
Chi Ce held up a clay pot and said firmly, "It's my job to fight the immortals. We can't delay any longer! These past few days, the immortals have been capturing the demons and making them their blood slaves. If this continues, all of my demons will be wiped out!"
Chu Caiwu looked at Chi Ce with determination. She could understand why Chi Ce was so persistent in attacking the immortals. The immortals claimed to be upright, but in fact they used the souls of the demons to practice, causing great harm to people.
She clenched her fists and made up her mind: "Take good care of yourself! Yin Zhuo and I will definitely work hard to seize the Soul-Snatching Lamp."
Chi Ce's expression was no longer tense, and a smile spread across his face. He said proudly as usual, "Miss Chu praised me, Lord Yin Zhuo, are you nervous?"
At this critical moment, Chi Ce was still joking. If he wasn't careful, Chi Ce would be killed on the battlefield. Yin Zhuo pursed his lips and said, "Be careful in battle."
When Chi Ce heard that the two were extremely worried about his safety, he felt contented, but the feeling faded away in a moment. He had grown up without parents or relatives, and few people cared about him. He survived because he was taken in by the demons.
He would rather die on the battlefield protecting the demons.
He urged the golden light to transform into a thick pile of snow.
He took the pottery jar, filled it with white snow, and then poured it into his mouth. He also handed the snow to Yin Zhuo and said, "When you and I were hungry when we were little, we ate snow. This is for you, to fill your stomach."
Yin Zhuo took the snow, and it melted in his hands instantly. He couldn't hold it, just like he couldn't stop Chi Ce from dying.
Chi Ce looked at the melting snow and resigned himself to his fate with a self-deprecating smile: "Go and get the Soul-Snatching Cup, and I won't die."
*
Time was running out, and Chu Caiwu and Yin Zhuo, each with their own concerns, hurried back to Tianhun Pavilion. The pavilion suddenly became much quieter, with scattered disciples walking towards the same place.
That is the direction of the secret realm trial.
When Chu Caiwu and Yin Zhuo arrived, Xie Fu glanced at them, then stood on top and explained the rules: "The first trial is to behead a blood slave, the second is to extract the blood slave's soul, and the third is to enter an illusion and break the inner demon. Those who pass all the levels will receive the Soul Capture Cup, be appointed as a general, and lead the troops to attack the demon clan."
The barrier dissolved, and the disciples headed towards the deep forest. The smell of blood filled their noses, and many small animals lay in the forest, struggling and wailing.
Chu Caiwu's hand was suddenly grabbed by Yin Zhuo, and she felt much safer. The two of them walked towards the depths of the forest, one in front and one behind.
The animals, emitting black smoke, sensed the two and gathered around them, begging desperately, "Please kill me, kill me, ah ah ah ah!"
Chu Caiwu could sense that these animals were demons, but the black smoke coming from them was not demonic energy.
She was very familiar with the black smoke. The leader of the immortal clan had this aura, so it could be inferred that these were demons who had been made into blood slaves.
The sound of swords being drawn rang out from all directions, and the disciples gathered around.
They swung their swords and chopped off the wailing heads, blood splattered everywhere, and chaos ensued as the disciples fought each other for the heads.
Chu Caiwu must also get these heads.
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