Accompanied by a loud roar, the colossal creature in front of Xiao Heng slowly shrank and eventually returned to Ye Feipeng's original appearance.
Fatty twisted his neck, and a series of cracking sounds echoed from his bones all over his body.
"Little Xiao, how do you like my skills?" Ye Feipeng asked proudly.
Xiao Heng wasn't discouraged by his defeat; instead, he curiously looked at Ye Feipeng. Then, he flew up and began patting and pinching him randomly, "Fatty, what method did you use to form your Golden Pill? As a human, you can actually transform into a real exotic beast? I thought the double wings on your back were the limit, but it turns out there's another level!"
Ye Feipeng didn't stop Xiao Heng's wandering hands. He raised his head, looking disdainful.
Without directly answering Xiao Heng's question, he tilted his head and said, "The power of the Holy Beast Kunpeng is naturally extraordinary. How about it? Are you jealous?"
"This time, I awakened a part of the bloodline power and comprehended a divine ability from ancient memories."
"Bloodline Crossing: it allows me to separate a portion of the vigorous Kunpeng essence in my body, transform it, and give it to others. After absorbing it, the person can inherit some of the Kunpeng's divine abilities. My own strength won't be affected."
"Similar to what the Kunpeng did to my Ye family ancestors."
"Do you want to give it a try?"
Ye Feipeng temptingly said, "With your current realm of the Four-Methods Golden Pill, if you obtain Kunpeng essence, your strength will probably surpass mine in no time. Aren't you considering it?"
"The Holy Beast Kunpeng?" Xiao Heng's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt. Previously, Ye Feipeng kept talking about "monster beasts, exotic beasts," and now, after a short period, he changed to "Holy Beast"?
After observing Ye Feipeng for a moment, Xiao Heng calmly rejected, "Haha, forget it, forget it. Your style of fighting is too violent. My Way of Emptiness is cooler and more suitable for me."
Seeing Xiao Heng's response, Ye Feipeng stared at him for a long time but ultimately didn't insist.
"By the way, how do you interpret the warning from Senior Skull?" After a moment of silence, Xiao Heng suddenly asked.
Not long ago, Senior Skull, who had been asleep for a long time, suddenly woke up. After leaving a warning message "Escape, leave the Congyun Sea!" he went back to sleep again.
This puzzled Xiao Heng.
Although he didn't know what Senior Skull had predicted, out of trust, Xiao Heng planned to lead everyone to escape from the Congyun Sea and take refuge in the nearest Stone Linzhou.
Ye Feipeng's eyes flickered, thinking, "It seems that this old thing really knows a bit of the trick. It can sense something about the imminent Scarlet Flame Incineration Sea. However..."
After just hesitating for a moment, Fatty's gaze became extremely firm again.
"The descent of the Scarlet Flame, for ordinary people, is a calamity; for me, it is a sky-high fortune."
"I have been waiting for this moment for so many years, just for the arrival of this moment. How can I easily give up?"
Thinking of this, he said calmly, "Although Senior Skull's magical powers are unpredictable, he is severely injured, and his strength is greatly reduced. His words shouldn't be taken too seriously. I think he might just be overly suspicious."
"We have been in the Congyun Sea for so many years, and everything has been fine. What major event could happen!"
Watching Ye Feipeng's nonchalant appearance, Xiao Heng, who had a vague sense that something was wrong, didn't directly refute or advise. Instead, he showed an expression of "what you said makes sense; let me think about it carefully."
The two chatted for a while, and finally, Xiao Heng hurriedly bid farewell.
Ye Feipeng watched Xiao Heng's departing figure, his gaze becoming gloomy.
"Whatever, it's just some mundane fate. It's better to cut it off early. After I succeed in the Dao, I don't want people saying I'm still attached to old feelings."
With a cold snort, Fatty looked up at the sky, and a trace of blood-red flashed in his eyes.
"The heavenly mandate is with me, and my success in the Dao is certain!"
Black feathers spread out from behind him. With a slight flap, Ye Feipeng's figure disappeared instantly.
On the deserted island, Xiao Heng, who was talking to Su Changyu, felt Ye Feipeng's departure. He glanced in the distance, his expression inexplicable.
"Since Senior Skull has given instructions, it's probably not groundless. To be cautious, let's leave the Congyun Sea," Su Changyu nodded, agreeing with Xiao Heng's decision.
Initially, when they, along with Xiao Heng, arrived in the cultivation world from the boundary, there were seven others.
However, they were casually selected by Li Fan just for show.
Eighteen years had passed, and some had unfortunately died from illness.
Some couldn't get rid of the miasma in their bodies and gave up the idea of cultivation. Unable to endure the hardships on the deserted island, they pleaded with Xiao Heng to send them to nearby mortal islands to spend the rest of their lives.
Among the seven, only a man and a woman stayed, barely entering the Foundation Building stage.
These two, who had been close companions for years, developed feelings for each other and became a couple.
Recently, they had a son named Han Wuyou.
Together with the Yin sisters, they comprised the entire population of the deserted island.
The flying boat on the island could still be used, making relocation relatively convenient.
However...
Xiao Heng furrowed his brows.
"Yuetin and Yuzhen, these two girls seem to be up to something recently, acting mysteriously, and their messages are quite perfunctory."
"I'll go and see what's going on and bring them back."
Fortunately, the sisters knew the importance and had provided their location in advance, making it easy for Xiao Heng to find them.
Not too far from the deserted island, seven days later, Xiao Heng arrived in front of the sisters.
To his surprise, there was also a Foundation Building cultivator with them.
Bow in hand, eyes shifting suspiciously, the man didn't look like a good person.
Yin Yuetin frowned, looking displeased, "Zhao Erbao, how much more do you need to collect to recreate that Dao rhyme you were talking about?"
"My sister and I worked hard this time, retrieved a bunch of antiques, and you only picked out a few that could be used? Are you trying to fool me?"
Zhao Erbao hurriedly smiled, "Little Miss, how could I dare? The ancient items related to the Dao rhyme are hard to come by. You two have already shown great magical powers by finding so many in such a short time!"
"Give me ten courages, and I wouldn't dare deceive you!"
"Dao rhyme-related items?" Xiao Heng's eyes narrowed as he listened to the two's conversation.
It was Yin Yuzhen who transmitted the information to Xiao Heng, explaining the ins and outs of the matter.
(End of this chapter)