Chapter 527: Chapter 517: The Rabbit’s Idea

Yi Zheng’s heart quivered upon hearing the words, and he exclaimed, “Big Brother, are you talking about the Golden Winged Roc? You didn’t actually stew it, did you?”

Elder Zi nodded solemnly as he spoke, “Junior Brother, wasting is shameful. The creature has been killed; if you don’t stew it, even the heavens would scold you.”

Yi Zheng was rendered speechless, unable to imagine as he gazed at the big chunks of bird meat in his bowl.

He looked down at the meat in the bowl, eyes reddening with emotion, and lamented, “This is one of the seven great saints of the Demon Clan!

This is Peng Demon King, who pledged brotherhood with Sun Wukong!

This is the Golden Winged Roc that soared ninety thousand li with a single flap of its wings!

With wings spread wide, it could travel anywhere under the heavens, so free and powerful, yet such a legendary Demon Saint ended up being stewed and eaten. How sad and lamentable…”

As he spoke these words, filled with a hero’s sympathy for another fallen hero, he became overwhelmed with emotion. Then, with tears in his eyes, he gulped down all the meat in the bowl in three big bites, drank the soup to the last drop, and with a commanding toss, threw the bowl back to Elder Zi, “Big Brother, bring me three more bowls!”

Elder Zi looked at Yi Zheng who, a moment ago, had shown the sadness of one lamenting the fall of a peerless talent, even sharing the fox’s grief over the death of the rabbit, yet now he was ready to down four bowls in succession!

He couldn’t help but reveal a relieved smile, yet he still reminded, “Little Junior Brother, although the meat is good and the soup is not bad, they are still too nourishing for you.”

Upon hearing this, Yi Zheng laughed and said, “Big Brother, I have a medicinal Golden Core in my body, so it doesn’t matter how much Origin Qi I consume, I won’t overnourish. On the contrary, all of this will become my foundation.”

Elder Zi nodded, then turned and walked away. Before long, Elder Zi, carrying a huge iron pot with a diameter of fifty meters, approached. He placed the pot before Yi Zheng and pointed at it, “Little Junior Brother, drink!”

Yi Zheng stared at the huge iron pot that could be used as a swimming pool, dumbfounded, “Big Brother, is all this… for me to drink?”

Elder Zi said, “It’s not all of it. The corpse of the Golden Winged Roc was tens of thousands of li in size. Our ancestor refined it, removing the evil aura from the blood and condensing the flesh, which resulted in several hundred meters of flesh essence. This pot is just half a leg…

Little Junior Brother, eat as much as you want. Over the next month, I’ll continually stew this bird for you and help you strengthen your body!”

Yi Zheng was deeply moved by these words.

His time at the Chopping Wood Sect was short, and he couldn’t fathom why these sect members were so kind to him!

Yi Zheng didn’t hold back and directly asked.

Elder Zi laughed and said, “It’s not that we are being especially kind to you, but rather that this is how we’ve all been looked after. The lowest in rank gets extra care, it’s just the right thing to do.”

A surge of warmth filled Yi Zheng’s heart. What a wonderful sect this was!

Although Yi Zheng had a heart of darkness, he was generous and proper with friends. He tugged at his large ears and said, “Big Brother, this bird was not easy to come by. It doesn’t seem right for me alone to eat it all. Why don’t we share it with everyone?”

Elder Zi laughed, “Hard to come by? You’re overthinking it. Birds like this are plentiful.

Besides, with the system’s intervention, it can resurrect.

Well…

Perhaps, before long, we’ll have even more bird meat to eat.

So you just go ahead and eat without worry.”

Yi Zheng was astonished and said, “Big Brother, you’re not planning on blocking its resurrection point, are you?”

The Big Brother was taken aback, “Block the resurrection point?”

Clearly, the Big Brother was unfamiliar with the term ‘resurrection point,’ but then his eyes shone and he exclaimed, “Little Junior Brother, you’re truly a genius! I’ll gather people right now to surround the Peng Demon King’s Golden Wing Jade Spirit Mountain. We’ll set up a huge iron pot outside, and then eat as much bird meat as we want, won’t we?”

Having said this, Elder Zi turned and left!

Elder Zi usually walked like a trembling old man, slow and steady, as if he might fall at any moment–a perfect embodiment of the ‘pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger’ mental method mastered to its extremity.

But at that moment, he moved with such speed that he created a breeze, eventually becoming a shadow speeding away.

Soon after, the great bell of the mountain gate began to toll with a heavy ‘dong, dong, dong.’

Yi Zheng hoisted the iron pot, opened his mouth wide, and with a gesture, he swallowed it all in one gulp.

The essence of the Golden Winged Roc’s flesh instantly transformed into endless Origin Qi that surged through his limbs and bones. Yi Zheng, already plump, inflated into a round ball in an instant, rolling along the ground like a bouncing ball.

However, as the medicinal Golden Core took effect, absorbing the massive amount of Origin Qi, the Bloodline Power was absorbed by the Bloodline Golden Core, and the Power of Soul by the Soul Golden Core, Yi Zheng’s body quickly deflated.

By the time Yi Zheng reached the Sect Square, he found that all his senior and junior brothers had already assembled. Seeing Yi Zheng, their eyes held not just fondness, but also a burning admiration!

Kong Ni burst into laughter and said, “Rabbit, quite impressive! You’ve only been here a few days, only learned the mental methods for a short time, and already you’re grasping their essence! Rest assured, the method of blocking resurrection points will definitely be included in the Sect’s Core Heart Methods, and I will make sure to note it was your idea!

You will certainly become renowned throughout the world along with our sect, your name living on forever!”

Yi Zheng chuckled inwardly, “Live on forever? More like an eternal stench…”

But Yi Zheng didn’t care about that and spoke loudly, “Master, that is too much praise. By the way, when do we set out?”

“We’ve already set out,” Kong Ni laughed.

Only then did Yi Zheng notice that Elder Zi and several of his senior brothers were gone, and he thought to himself, “What a bunch of beasts with incredible drive! Peng Demon King, go in peace… be a good person, don’t curse people… Achoo!”

Yi Zheng rubbed his nose and felt in a daze that the Peng Demon King seemed to have started cursing.

Not long ago, in the cave dwelling of the Golden Wing Jade Spirit Mountain.

A golden light flared up, the light of resurrection.

The Peng Demon King stood bewildered in the golden light, looking around him, then at his own hands, before realizing with a start, “I’ve been resurrected? The system really can resurrect beings?”

The Peng Demon King was somewhat excited, not only had he been resurrected but he was also in full health, without any lingering pain.

This was due to the system’s lack of full integration into the Underground Immortal Realm, unable to reach the level of rule integration seen in other worlds, capable only of full resurrections, not weakened ones.

It was as though, the more badass the software, the more detail one can manage, while crappier software has less content to offer.

After confirming his resurrection, the Peng Demon King’s confidence soared, but then his expression darkened, “Chopping Wood Sect, Kong Ni, Elder Zi… you bastards!

You never expected I could be resurrected, did you?

Hahahaha…”

Although the system had been integrated into this world for quite some time, the Peng Demon King had previously been in seclusion – a seclusion that lasted for over a hundred years, so he was completely unaware of the system’s ability to resurrect beings.

That’s why he was overjoyed to such a frenzy.

After his laughter, the Peng Demon King’s face grew dark again as he gritted his teeth, “You jerks, now that I’m alive again, prepare to face my wrath! From today onwards, I, the Peng Demon King, will never rest until the Chopping Wood Sect is destroyed! I’m going to find my brothers and masters and annihilate you all!”

“Are you done talking? Because once you’re done, we’re going to get started,” a voice rang beside his ear.

In an instant, the hairs on the Peng Demon King’s body stood on end. He whipped around, only to see eight burly men walk out from all directions, some holding kitchen knives, others holding leeks, some clutching garlic, and, even more outrageously, someone holding a large iron pot!

Seeing this, the Peng Demon King was furious, “You motherfuckers still want to stew me?”

Rage boiled in his heart, but his rational mind told him, he couldn’t win!

Hence, he decisively transformed into a Golden Winged Great Roc tens of thousands of miles across. The Roc spread its wings, soaring upwards, flapping in an attempt to escape.

Just then, an old figure appeared in the sky. He roared in anger, his clothes tearing apart as his body suddenly swelled, turning from a dried-up frame into a muscular demon. He then punched the Great Roc’s back with tremendous force!

The Peng Demon King roared, “Elder Zi, you won’t stop me this time!”

Boom!

Elder Zi didn’t waste words. As his fist fell with the force of splitting heaven itself, the Peng Demon King, who a moment before was ascending towards the sky, now had his spinal column bending under that punch!

Broken!

In the end, that Roc tens of thousands of miles large was bent over by that tiny old man’s punch, his head and buttocks meeting, then crashing down onto a mountain…

Boom boom boom…

Dust filled the sky as the mountain peak was flattened by the fall of the Peng Demon King.

With an indignant roar, the Peng Demon King shouted, “Elder Zi, I will be back, and next time, I will kill you…”

Elder Zi didn’t utter a word. He walked along the Peng Demon King’s spine, came to face him, then raised his fist and punched out!

No matter how the Peng Demon King emitted golden beams, they couldn’t block the iron fist in the slightest, and with a huge bang, his head was shattered by Elder Zi’s punch, and the Peng Demon King–died again!

After killing the Peng Demon King, Elder Zi simply picked up his corpse and called his fellow disciples to return to Chopping Wood Mountain.

By evening, as Yi Zheng was peacefully studying, a familiar aroma wafted over, he turned around to see Elder Zi coming over with a large pot in hand.

Clang!

The iron pot landed on the ground, and Elder Zi said with a smile, “Little Junior Brother, drink up! It’s freshly butchered bird soup, very nourishing.”

Yi Zheng looked at the bird meat in the pot, folded his hands and said, “May the Peng Demon King rest in peace!”

Then Yi Zheng downed three pots in a row!

It wasn’t Origin Qi that made him too full to eat more, but the soup was too greasy, and he got sick of it, so he stopped.

But the benefits were immense, even though three Golden Cores fought over the Origin Qi with him, his body still absorbed plenty of it. Feeling his opportunity, he immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes in concentration, ready to meditate and break through to the eighth rank!

But suddenly, Elder Zi made his move, slapping Yi Zheng’s head and jolting him out of his meditative state.

Yi Zheng said with a sense of grievance, “Big Senior Brother, why did you do that?”

Elder Zi, still looking like a genial old man, said with a chuckle, “You don’t have much time left for your studies in the Sect, Little Junior Brother. If you meditate and advance now, you might not even wake up by the end of the month.

You can break through anytime, but these mental methods can’t be learned just anywhere.

You wouldn’t want to go out and get beaten up due to poor skills and be stewed into Rabbit soup, would you?”