Chapter 462 - Leave Me Some (2/2)
“No!” Yi Qing put down his sword and pursed his lips. He’s going to reject this fella! Who the hell was Fellow Daoist Chef?
Huh?
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“Why… why?” Fatty’s serious expression crumbled and was replaced with helplessness. He turned to Lonemoon and said, “Please talk to him, Fellow Daoist Niu?”
Lonemoon cracked too.
“Chef, go ahead. Don’t leave a single one for him.” Lonemoon’s expression was extremely dark and his attitude was cold toward Fatty. What the hell was Fellow Daoist Niu!
Eh eh, eh…
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“No! Fellow Daoists!” Why couldn’t they give him a chance to seek his own revenge?
He watched as Chef flew toward them with his sword. Even Lonemoon, who was planning on slacking, drew his own sword. Fatty was left feeling desperate.
“Chef,” Shen Ying suddenly called out while gnawing on a fruit. “I’m hungry!”
She took another bite…
The figure that was headed straight for the group stopped in mid-air and turned around.
“Yes Master, no problem Master!”
The sword Qi around Yi Qing rested at once and then disappeared. He flew back toward Shen Ying. Then, he retrieved all of his cooking equipment out of his storage bag and began cooking…
Lonemoon: “…”
Fatty:: “…”
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Five minutes later.
More than ten figures dropped down from the sky. Each of them was a highly skilled cultivator – the least skilled among them was a Soul Formation cultivator. They went to a cottage not far away from where the group was standing and looked around both inside and outside. One by one, they released their divine perceptions to scan the surroundings of the cottage. Yet, they could not find anything.
That’s strange, why is the aura gone? Could we be too late? Maybe he’s escaped!”
“He’s just a mortal. If he’s still alive after being so severely injured, how could he escape from our sights? The phenomenon we just saw in the sky might not have been caused by him.”
“Impossible! It was definitely him. I sensed his aura. The array that has been sealing our sect off from the rest of the world has been destroyed as well. That means that the array we set up in his consciousness a long time ago has also been destroyed. Other than Hui Ze, nobody could have caused such a phenomenon in the sky.”
“But he would only be able to cause it after forming his core. Even if he really can start cultivating, it can’t be that he has formed his core already.”
“I’m just afraid it would be like what happened before – somebody might have helped him to hide from us.”
“Whatever it is, we have to find him first. You might have forgotten – the day of introduction is fast approaching. If we don’t find him, who among us can appease them?”
As if just realizing something, all of the cultivators’ expressions changed. A moment later, the person who spoke first chased them.
“Look for him! Even if there’s only a shred of him left. Even if he’s buried six feet under!”
The group split up and began to search for him, again and again. One by one, they left the cottage and spread out to cover more ground.
The people who had been eating in an array just ten over metres away from them: “…”
The Fatty quickly felt at home. He did not have a single negative thought in his mind. Instead, all he did was ask for another bowl of rice.