I Tame Beasts by Feeding

With the purchase of the Nine-colored Chicken King by Miao Wenlun, the auction drew to a close. Yu Changsheng, who had been observing in secret, wore a strange expression upon seeing that both of his grand finale Spirit Beasts had been bought by disciples from the same peak.

’Sun Shihan and Miao Wenlun... He’d had dealings with both of them, and their Beast Taming Talent was top-tier. Yet here they were, acting as the big spenders...’

’Oh well. I’ll be a little nicer to them if I see them in the future.’

Yu Changsheng muttered to himself, then shook his head and paid it no mind. As the saying goes, it was a case of a willing buyer and a willing seller.

"Thank you all for your patronage. The Odd Demon Auction will now come to a close. We will notify everyone in advance when the next one is held. Furthermore, our shop also has some exceptional Spirit Beasts for sale. Please feel free to come and browse if you are in need."

Yu Dahai smiled humbly and respectfully saw the crowd out, his attitude exceedingly modest.

Even though Yu Dahai’s Cultivation was only at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, no one dared to show him any disrespect. And so, a peculiar scene unfolded...

As Yu Dahai bowed to see them out, the guests all bowed back to him before departing. It was a rather strange and absurd sight, and it left Yu Dahai feeling secretly delighted.

After tidying up the auction hall, Yu Dahai went to the rear building of the Odd Demon Pavilion and reported to Yu Changsheng, his expression full of excitement.

"Brother Changsheng, we’ve really made a killing this time!"

"This time, not even counting the five thousand Spirit Stones from that Chen Ronghua, the auction alone brought in twenty-six thousand Spirit Stones! Even after costs, that’s a net profit of twenty thousand!"

"If this keeps up, we’re going to be set for life!"

Even though Yu Changsheng had expected as much, he was still overjoyed to hear the number, and his heart couldn’t help but pound in his chest.

’Isn’t this much more profitable than Alchemy?!’

What were Spirit Stones? To Cultivators, they were a hard currency. With Spirit Stones, one’s Cultivation speed would naturally increase. They were the key to a family’s prosperity and growing power!

And for Yu Changsheng, their importance went without saying.

Even though Yu Dahai knew this was only an occasional windfall, it was still a handsome sum. He had never seen so many Spirit Stones in his life, so how could he not be thrilled?

Yu Changsheng, of course, was much calmer than Yu Dahai. After accepting the Storage Pouch full of Spirit Stones, he thought for a moment, then took out a portion and handed it to Yu Dahai.

"You can distribute this portion as you see fit. If it’s not enough, just ask me for more. And don’t be frugal when it comes to your own Cultivation. Use what you need."

"This... Alright. Thank you, Brother Changsheng."

A warm feeling washed over Yu Dahai’s heart. He didn’t refuse and spoke with gratitude.

"But what about Chen Ronghua? We took his arm and five thousand Spirit Stones. He definitely won’t take this lying down. Won’t he come back later and..."

"He himself isn’t a big deal, but I’m worried about his father, Chenyangzi..."

After a moment’s hesitation, Yu Dahai voiced his concern.

Although rumors were spreading that Yu Changsheng was a Golden Core expert, Yu Dahai knew it was impossible. Yu Changsheng was far too young.

If people outside found out that the so-called ancestor was actually Yu Changsheng, things would become even more difficult to handle.

Yu Changsheng mulled it over for two seconds before shaking his head. "I doubt it. It’s not worth it for Chenyangzi to come looking for trouble over this. His son was the one in the wrong to begin with."

Yu Changsheng raised an eyebrow and said nonchalantly, "Both reason and principle are on my side. I only took one of his arms. With Chenyangzi’s means, reattaching it won’t be too difficult, though it will come at a price."

"Besides... he’s just a Foundation Establishment cultivator. If he dares to come, I’ll simply cut him down!"

Yu Changsheng spoke these last words lightly, almost casually, but their content was enough to send a chill down one’s spine.

"’Just a Foundation Establishment cultivator... cut him down!’"

Yu Dahai muttered to himself, then suddenly shuddered. He looked at Yu Changsheng with reverence, a new hint of fanaticism entering his gaze.

"After this, quite a few people will probably come to probe and try to befriend you. When they do, just find an excuse to be vague about things. Don’t be too high-profile."

Yu Changsheng continued, explaining to Yu Dahai the situations he might encounter and how to handle them.

Yu Dahai committed it all to memory.

「Meanwhile, in a dense forest outside the Fish Market.」

The forest was lush and verdant, but it concealed a deadly killing intent.

Wu Yinglong moved with caution and vigilance, occasionally stopping to observe his surroundings. He trod lightly, concealing his entire aura.

"And where might you be going, Wu Yinglong?"

At some point, a figure completely shrouded in black robes had appeared, blocking Wu Yinglong’s path. Leaning against a massive tree with half his body melting into the shadows, he gazed mockingly at Wu Yinglong and spoke in a leisurely tone.

Wu Yinglong’s expression changed abruptly. He stared gravely at the person before him and took two soft steps backward.

"Who are you? What do you want? As far as I know, I have no enemies. Why do this?"

"No enemies? I’m afraid you’ve forgotten. A year ago, while I was away in seclusion, you murdered my only brother and even cruelly slaughtered my parents."

"I’ve spent this whole year searching for you, and only today did I finally track you down. Wu Yinglong, you’ve led me on quite a chase!"

The Black-robed Cultivator chuckled softly. As he spoke, he began to walk slowly toward Wu Yinglong.

"Nonsense! Nothing like that ever happened! For years, I have focused on self-cultivation and lived in peace with the world, never resorting to killing. If you want to condemn a man, you can always trump up a charge!"

Wu Yinglong laughed, his anger reaching its peak.

"You can deny it all you want. You know in your heart whether you did it or not. All I know is that now is the time for revenge."

The Black-robed Cultivator was unmoved and spoke calmly.

"Aren’t you afraid the Wanxiang Sect will punish you for this?" Wu Yinglong’s face was ashen, his resentment plain to see.

’How could he not realize this person was targeting him? But he had been so careful!’

’As for these claims... heh. If you want to condemn a man, you can always find an excuse!’

"The Wanxiang Sect? What does the Wanxiang Sect have to do with you? You’re not one of their disciples!"

The Black-robed Cultivator spoke calmly. He paused, glancing around casually. Seeing no movement, he resumed his approach toward Wu Yinglong. With a flash of cold light, a Treasure Sword appeared in his hand.

"You!"

He knew his opponent’s goal, of course. But the man was a Cultivator at the Qi Refining Peak. Despite some fortuitous encounters in his youth, Wu Yinglong’s own talent was too poor. He had struggled and clawed his way up, but even now, he had only barely reached the Qi Refining Seventh Layer. How could he possibly fight back?

The Fish Market was Wanxiang Sect territory; he might have been safe inside. But the moment he left, he became an easy target.

A wave of sorrow washed over Wu Yinglong at this thought.

"Time for you to die!"

The Black-robed Cultivator’s figure shot forward. The Long Sword in his hand, covered in Spiritual Power, thrust out, as swift as a shadow and as sudden as a clap of thunder!

In an instant, the point of the sword was aimed at Wu Yinglong’s head!

With the full power of his Qi Refining Peak strength unleashed, Wu Yinglong was completely powerless to resist. He couldn’t even clearly see the sword swing.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Yinglong closed his eyes in despair, his face a mask of bitter indignation.