Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 273 District

When Han Youzhi returned, he only saw Li Zi lying on a large rock by the stream, sunbathing, yawning every now and then, flipping over to continue sunbathing.

She twirled the wooden plaque in her hand and asked, "Where is your master?"

“Inside the cave,” Lu Li smacked her lips, “they said they were setting up a medium for me to create an external avatar.”

Han Youzhi frowned slightly. She made it clear that although the aid for casting this external avatar technique did not require spiritual communication, it had to be something she had personally raised.

He tried to improve the pear's health, but it was no use.

Turning around, they saw Pei Xia excitedly walking out of the cave and waving at the two of them.

"Pear, my feelings for you are as clear as the sun and moon. Look what this is?"

He excitedly took out a small, transparent glass bottle.

This bottle contains a Ningxiang Fruit, which contains a small amount of spiritual energy and has a strong fragrance; it can barely be considered a spiritual material.

Lu Li and Han Youzhi were both completely confused.

You've been busy for days, and all you got is a bottle of fruit?

Pear spreads her hands: "Where's my pet?"

"It's inside!"

"what?"

Lu Li was momentarily stunned, then leaned closer and stared intently at the fruit in the bottle.

Suddenly, she noticed that the peel on the surface of the fruit pushed outwards slightly.

It was a very subtle touch, but it really hit the mark.

Years of spending time with Pei Xia gave her an extremely ominous premonition in a very short moment.

Then, in the next second, the peel was pierced.

A maggot crawled out.

Three people stared at a maggot, watching it crawl out of the fruit, fall to the bottom of the bottle, turn around, and wriggle back onto the fruit.

Lu Li and Han Youzhi withdrew their gazes and stared intently at Pei Xia.

"So, isn't he an exceptionally talented genius?!"

Pei Xia continued, "This is a variety I've been cultivating these past few days. It wasn't easy. I had to first take ordinary rotten fruit, wait for it to rot and produce maggots, then collect the maggots and feed them with the juice of spiritual fruit. This variety is incredibly resilient; it doesn't even matter if it's sealed in a bottle. One fruit can feed more than ten rabbits. Just think about Old Han's rabbits; if they were fed according to my standards for spiritual materials, how many would they have to eat?"

Pear pursed her lips, and after a long while, asked quietly, "If I ever fight someone, do I have to turn into a maggot first?"

“No,” Pei Xia corrected her, “it’s the maggots that turned into you.”

"Damn, it's even worse..."

Han Youzhi, watching from the side, shook his head repeatedly: "Depending on the stage, it could also be a fly."

However, as a professional...

Putting aside the disgusting aspects, Han Youzhi had to admit that Pei Xia's thinking was sound, and in a sense, it was indeed genius.

There are two details to the technique of creating an avatar: one is that the animal used to perform the technique, while of the best individual quality, does not need to be spiritually connected; the other is that the technique does not require releasing the animal.

As Pei Xia said, the cost of raising a high-quality maggot is much lower than that of raising a rabbit.

Let alone Ningxiang fruit, even using higher-grade spiritual materials wouldn't consume much for raising maggots, and its quality as a medium is undoubtedly high.

Furthermore, they can be carried around in bottles, sometimes as many as a dozen or even dozens, as long as you have enough spiritual power and computing power, you don't have to worry about them being consumed.

This is indeed the correct answer that only someone with a very deep understanding of the essence of magic, and who is also abnormal enough, could come up with.

Me? Forget about it, I'm not weird enough. I'll just raise rabbits instead. Pei Xia tried to hand the bottle to Lu Li, but the girl absolutely refused to take it.

“It seems you need a little more time,” Pei Xia said.

Lu Li said painfully, "Is time really what I need?"

Pei Xia could only put the bottle into the jade cup first—now she didn't have to hide it from Lao Han anymore, she could put it in openly.

Han Youzhi opened his palm and shook the wooden plaque in his hand: "Here, the competition starts tomorrow, over at Xuanri Peak. Don't be late."

Pei Xia took it and looked at her again: "Are you coming with me?"

She shook her head: "No way. In front of so many people, I have to pretend to be your disciple and serve you. Forget it."

Pear raised her hand high: "Me, I'll go!"

“If you’re not going,” Pei Xia pressed her hand down, “you can stay home and practice making maggots.”

……

Xuanri Peak is the largest mountain in the Changjing Sect besides the main peak, and it was specially developed for martial arts competitions.

The sect's martial arts competition, especially in the first few days, was a mixed bag, with people of all levels participating, and there were even frequent cases of people being late and missing the competition. Therefore, the sect's higher-ups generally did not show up, and only an inner sect elder from Xuanri Peak presided over the event.

Because Pei Xia slept little, he got up exceptionally early. Considering that it should be in line with his cultivation level, he climbed the mountain path to Xuanri Peak early in the morning.

They also encountered many disciples along the way.

When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, a chubby middle-aged man called out to them, "Hey you over there, yes, you, come over and help your brother up."

Pei Xia glanced at him and saw that the man was wearing the disciple's robes of the Long Whale Sect, with a purple turban tied around his cuff.

Pei Xia had seen this color when Chai Yun and others first came to the cave and caused a conflict. Now he knows that this is the color of an inner disciple.

Pei Xia is now an inner sect elder, and should be wearing a black turban, but because of his laziness, he hasn't changed it. He still wears the blue turban he wore when he first entered the sect.

The fat man urged him to hurry up, sounding annoyed.

Pei Xia smiled, not thinking anything of it, and simply stepped forward to help him up.

The fat man finally grunted in satisfaction. He glanced at the blue turban on Pei Xia's waist and asked, "Are you an elder or a steward of the outer sect?"

"I suppose you could call me an elder."

"Oh," the fat man's eyes lit up slightly, "For someone your age, it's not bad that you've managed to become an outer sect elder."

Pei Xia nodded seriously: "I think so too."

"But then again, if you really had talent, you should have entered the inner sect long ago. Being an elder in the outer sect is a kind of judgment, which means you are not talented enough, you know?"

"Yes, I also think it's just so-so."

"Good to know. Come and help your senior brother... Damn, the mountain path on Xuanri Peak is really steep."

"Senior brother, what you're doing..."

"What are you looking at? Your senior brother is just conserving his energy so he can dominate the stage later."

"I can tell!"

"You have a good eye. Once I win a prize this time, I'll give you some quota. From now on, you'll be under my protection. I'll put in a good word for you with my master and give your cave more resources."

That's just bragging. The Long Whale Sect isn't known for its cultivation resources; each of its peaks and caves is severely lacking in them.

Pei Xia glanced at the man and, seeing that he was not young, suddenly thought, "Senior brother has been in the sect for so many years, you must have participated in quite a few competitions, right? I wonder if there's anything noteworthy in this competition... oh no, is there any outstanding talent that catches your eye?"

Pei Xia flattered him, and Niu Wansan's fat face immediately showed a lot of comfort: "There are still a few. Help me a little, and I'll tell you on the way."

(End of this chapter)