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“Did this predecessor succeed?”

“Yes, in the past, the East Saint Sect’s library had similar cultivation methods, but unfortunately, the difficulty of cultivation was extremely high. In addition, I didn’t need it at the time, so although I knew about it, I didn’t take a closer look.”

Zhao Feng looked regretful, then said, “Junior brother, why not try to look more in the various ghost markets, maybe you can come across such a cultivation method. Parasitizing this insect in the second Dantian should be able to solve your problem.”

Wang Ba nodded, his heart filled with a little more hope.

If he could find a way to open up a second Dantian, it would solve his worries. By that time, he could freely allow the Yin Devouring Insect to parasitize his body, hiding his soul.

However, what made him doubtful was that the mother insect of the Yin devouring insects still existed. If he really planned to leave the Tianmen Cult by parasitizing the child insect, he would need to deal with Master Lin of Jinhe City.

Of course, these were matters for later. With Senior Brother Zhao here, the problems should be solvable.

By the way, senior brother, you said before that you want to comprehend Thunder Tribulation…”

Wang Ba couldn’t help but glance at the musk dog next to him, feeding on the chicken essence, with flesh and blood smeared all over its body, and covered in healing salve.

If it weren’t for the musk dog jumping out to block the middle-stage cultivator earlier, Wang Ba would have probably been seriously injured by the hammer magic tool.

Even after being blown to pieces by the Class II Thunder Seed, the musk dog still stood at the very front, buying time for Wang Ba.

In this victory, the musk dog has claimed the most merit.

Unfortunately, it was seriously injured because of it.

Despite the chicken essence and the prepared spiritual medicines contributed to its recovery, crossing the tribulation under such conditions is obviously too risky.

Zhao Feng glanced at the musk dog, admiration flashed in his eyes, “Let’s wait until it recovers. This spirit monke, is indeed a treasure of the guardian of the Dao.”

Wang Ba nodded at his words and was about to put the musk dog away.

However, surprisingly, the musk dog opposed for the first time.

His two grey palms kept pointing to the sky.

“You want to cross the Thunder Tribulation now?”

Wang Ba frowned slightly, vaguely understanding its meaning.

The musk dog, as if understanding Wang Ba’s words, eagerly nodded its head.

Its eyes were full of determination.

“But your condition right now is…”

“Hee! Hee hee!”

The musk dog became so anxious that it started scratching its ears and cheeks.

“No!”

Wang Ba decisively refused.

He did not want the musk dog to take risks, not only because he had spent a lot of valuable resources on the musk dog but also because of the musk dog’s performance just now, which made Wang Ba truly accept this little ape.

However, the musk dog’s reaction was such that even Zhao Feng found it hard to overlook.

“Junior brother, why don’t you let it try? All things have spirits, it wouldn’t willingly march towards death.”

Zhao Feng said.

Hearing Zhao Feng’s words, Wang Ba looked hesitant.

However, to his surprise, the musk dog respectfully knelt before Wang Ba, its fluffy palms clasped together in a prayer-like gesture.

Seeing the musk dog behaving like this, Wang Ba finally relented.

Fine! This is the path you chose for yourself!”

Wang Ba sighed.

After hesitating for a moment, he fed the musk dog another drop of the Divine Dew that was initially prepared for Bu Chan.

At the same time, he also gave it a lot of chicken essence and spirit fruits. Afterwards, when the musk dog had absorbed everything, he quietly stored a small amount of lifespan in its body.

The next moment.

The sky began to darken.

Trails of dark clouds started to gather above the musk dog.

Both Wang Ba and Zhao Feng voluntarily retreated.

The other spirit beasts that were released, too, acted as if they were faced with impending catastrophe and hastily fled behind Wang Ba.

The spirit turtle that had been parasitized also retreated into its shell, scared after sensing the vast heavenly might from the sky.

Yet, the attention of Wang Ba and Zhao Feng seemed to simultaneously fall onto the sky.

Compared to before, the power gathering in the ink-black clouds didn’t seem to have any difference.

This slightly eased Wang Ba’s worries.

Soon, the black clouds gathered.

Immediately a silver Thunder Tribulation, as thick as a water snake, struck down.

Jinhe City.

City outskirts.

Near Li Sanwan.

Lin Xiwen stood aloft in the air.

At this moment, with one hand gripping the neck of a cultivator dressed in green like a dead dog, a cold color emerged on his antiquated face:

“Finally, I’ve caught you!”

“The damned demon cultivator!”

The cultivator dressed in green was still alive at this moment, with the particular mana fluctuation of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator on him. However, his eyes were filled with horror and shock.

“You…cough… you are that elder from ‘Wujing School’… weren’t you supposed to be dead… dead…?”

“The little demon seems somewhat discerning. Did you identify me by the spell

I cast?”

Lin Xiwen was momentarily surprised upon hearing that the other party had seen through his identity.

But shortly after, he scoffed: “So what if you recognized me? Once you’re dead, no one will know again.”

“As for Wujing School… hahaha…”

His palm clenched.

An enormous mana fluctuation directly crushed the cultivator dressed in green into a lump of flesh.

Then, a crack suddenly appeared in Lin Xiwen’s palm, and a bizarre human-faced insect crawled out quickly from the crack. Upon detecting the lump of flesh, it immediately climbed upon it joyfully and began to suck.

Seeing this, Lin Xiwen showed no expression.

He just quietly watched as the lump of flesh gradually disappeared.

The continuous loss of child insects filled his heart with rage towards the demon cultivator and that Zhao surname sword cultivator.

This time he finally caught the demon cultivator capturing rogue cultivators around Jinhe City, he wouldn’t be able to vent his anger otherwise.

However, at this moment, the human-faced insect suddenly stopped eating, and the face on its back let out a horrifying scream.

“The child insect is afraid?”

Sensing the fear from the human-faced insect, a touch ofcoldness instantly flashed across Lin Xiwen’s antiquated face.

“There must be another little demon!”

He immediately stretched out his hand.

The human-faced insect reluctantly glanced at the lump of flesh and then crawled back into the crack.

Lin Xiwen casually summoned a black dog with a single horn and gave the flesh of the cultivator he had squeezed into a lump to the black dog.

The black dog sniffed the lump of flesh temptingly, but sensing the human aura, it dared not eat it.

Seeing this, Lin Xiwen slightly shook his head.

“Just like your original master, you have the guts to steal but not the guts to eat.”

He had long seen through Li Qu’s thoughts.

However, he indeed needed a Foundation Establishment cultivator to assist him now, otherwise, he would have long treated the other party as food for the Yin Devouring Insect.

Just like that Master Gao.

But then, the black dog suddenly began to bark madly.

Lin Xiwen was initially stunned, but quickly realizing what the black dog meant, his eyes lit up:

“You smelled a familiar scent? Is it that youngster from the Tianmen Cult?! Has he left the Tianmen Cult?”