A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Watching Ji Zuodao flutter his eerie wings and fly away crookedly, the people soaking on the sea surface all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone wiped the seawater off their face and spat:

"Well, it's good that it flew away. If this weird thing had really stayed here and kept fighting us, we would have been completely helpless."

"Who can argue with that!"

A man standing nearby, wading through the water, glanced warily at the horizon where Ji Zuodao had disappeared. "He can fly! While we're splashing around in this sea, he's watching from above, catching us like an eagle snatching chicks, one hit at a time!"

"If you ask me, Ji Zuodao... well, although he's a bit eccentric, he's quite meticulous in his work."

An investigator wearing glasses pushed up his glasses, which had slipped down to the tip of his nose, and actually began to analyze:

"Look at that! They could have easily wiped us all out here, or at least eliminated several of us. But they didn't! What does that show? It shows they respect the rules, they saved us face, and they gave us a chance!"

"Hey, you're absolutely right! There must be some good stuff in this secret realm. If we get kicked out before we even see the island, we'll really have no one to blame but ourselves! Ji Zuodao is such a kind and righteous man!"

"Benevolence and righteousness my ass!"

A hot-tempered guy interrupted abruptly, his face flushed red, whether from the seawater or from holding his breath:

"Have your brains been soaked in seawater? Benevolence and righteousness? That bastard just shot our plane down! Now he wants us to swim to this island! Is that benevolence and righteousness? That's utterly immoral!"

Holy crap, it really is true.

Many people realized what they were thinking and wondered why they thought Ji Zuodao was so benevolent.

"No matter what, the first thing we'll do once we get to the island is to join forces and kick out those troublemakers from Jinghai, especially that bastard Ji Zuodao! Otherwise, we won't be able to sleep at all!"

"Yes! It's settled then! We can lose the match, but Ji Zuodao must leave!"

"Damn it, if he can pull off something like this in such a short time on a plane, what will he do if we're on the island all day?!"

Amidst their grumbling and cursing, the group reached an unprecedented consensus—

Let's get ashore and tackle Jinghai first!

Then, one by one, with long faces and resigned expressions, they began their long swimming marathon, swinging their arms and kicking their legs towards the tiny shadow of the island in the distance.

Ugh, when the hell am I going to finish swimming here...?

Meanwhile, on the edge of the deserted island.

Ji Zuodao swooped down, looking like he was drunk, and with a "plop," he and his dog landed hard on the beach, splashing up a huge cloud of sand.

"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"

Ji Zuodao spat out the sand in his mouth, shook his slightly dazed head, and then loosened his grip on Dog Master, who had been holding him tightly.

Dogy let out a howl and rolled to the side, its four paws outstretched, its belly heaving violently, its tongue lolling out, its eyes rolling back, and a hoarse panting sound coming from its throat.

Judging from his appearance, he was just one breath away from dying on the spot.

"Virtue!"

Ji Zuodao glanced at it, pursed his lips, and said, "It only flew for a short while, what a fuss!"

As he spoke, he reached behind his back.

Those huge, fleshy wings that were once so majestic and ferocious now drooped limply like two tattered sacks, with the edges twitching slightly out of control.

Ji Zuodao's relaxed expression vanished; he grinned and gasped.

Then, his eyes hardened, he grabbed the base of a fleshy wing with both hands, gritted his molars, and ripped it apart!

"Sizzle—!"

The sickening sound of flesh being torn apart rang out.

He actually tore those fleshy wings off his back!

Dark red blood and some indescribable tissue fluid splattered out.

It landed on the golden sand with a sizzling sound, and was quickly absorbed by the sand, leaving only a few dark marks.

Ji Zuodao didn't even frown. He did the same thing, tearing off the other wing and tossing it aside.

The two detached fleshy wings twitched nervously a few times, like fish thrown ashore, before slowly stiffening and quickly turning grayish-brown.

The two gruesome, bloody wounds on his back were now writhing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The granulation tissue frantically intertwined and healed, and in just a few breaths, only two faint red marks remained.

"Phew—" Master Ji Zuo let out a long sigh of relief and plopped down on the beach, a fine layer of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

"Damn it... these broken wings, all show and no substance, they hurt like hell..."

It's not that Ji Zuodao suddenly changed his nature and started talking about martial virtue and righteousness, ignoring those live targets on the sea.

"It's a fool not to take advantage of a bargain," that's his life motto!

It's just that... the conditions don't allow it!

Although he managed to grow some parts on his body using the unorthodox methods taught by his master, this thing requires not only knowing what it is, but also why it is.

Take flying, for example.

It's not as simple as just growing two wings on your back and flying away.

That needs to be matched!

How to modify the back muscles?

Is my lung capacity sufficient to support it?

Can the skeletal structure withstand stress at that angle?

How do we utilize airflow? How do we maintain balance?

There's a lot more to it than meets the eye!

He was completely illiterate, relying entirely on the vague senses in his mind and the sheer willpower of his body. The fact that he managed to stay afloat and not fall directly into the sea was already a blessing from the gods.

The price was that every time he flapped those immature fleshy wings, his shoulder blades would crack as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer, and the cracks would multiply.

If someone were to force a game of "eagle catching chicks" over the sea, the eagle would probably plunge into the ocean before even catching a chick, and then get kicked and shoved by the chicks.

That would be a huge problem.

"Damn it... knowledge is power... the ancients were right..." Ji Zuodao was filled with regret.

If only I had known, I should have slept less and learned more characters when I was in school!

Now look what happened; he had the skills to slay dragons, but almost slew himself instead.

How embarrassing! So embarrassing!

Beside him, Dog, who had finally caught his breath, rolled his eyes. "Now you know how to work hard?"

Damn, teaching this kid to read back then was such a struggle for him; even his pee was yellow.

"What are you looking at?" Ji Zuodao glared back irritably. "Hurry up and spit those three out! Quickly! Get ready to work!"

Dog opened his mouth.

"yue——"

"yue——"

"yue——"

Three dry heaves.

Liu Ming, Li Shuwen, and Qi Qi rolled out of Dog Master's belly, which seemed to be connected to another dimension, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Landing on the soft sand, apart from some suspicious, shiny slime on his body, he seemed to be fine.

"vomit--"

Liu Ming was the first to get up, then, clutching his knees, he gagged violently, his face turning pale. "Dog Master! Next time... next time, could you be a little gentler?! You practically shook the spirit peach I just ate out of my stomach!"

Li Shuwen silently took out a handkerchief and wiped the sticky substance from his glasses and face. His expression was blank, but the slight twitching at the corners of his mouth revealed that he was not at peace inside.

Only Qiqi, her little face flushed and her big eyes brimming with excitement, tugged at Ji Zuodao's trouser leg: "Brother! Brother! It's fun! Qiqi wants to play more!"

Ji Zuodao chuckled and ruffled Qiqi's hair: "Alright, I'll let Dog Lord show you around from now on."

As he spoke, he stood up, patted the sand off his backside, and gazed at the tiny black dots still struggling on the horizon where the sea met the sky. A familiar, bright smile appeared on his face.

"Hey guys, get ready to get to work!"

"When our brothers and sisters swim over, we'll have to prepare a decent gift for them."

Liu Ming and Li Shuwen exchanged a glance.

Well, this guy is about to start causing trouble again.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, swept across the beach.

Looking at the tiny black dots splashing and thrashing on the distant sea, Ji Zuodao narrowed his eyes and a malicious smile appeared on his lips.

"Look at them, they're all swimming really hard. These bastards seem determined to mess with me."

"That won't do. We have to find a way to ruin this broken alliance before they can encircle us."

He turned his head, raised his chin at Liu Ming, and asked, "Liu Ming, how much stock do you have left?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Ming quickly pulled out a stack of A4 talismans bound with rubber bands, then picked out two more stacks and weighed them in his hand.

"That's all, only about a hundred in total. We used too many to collect the peaches..."

"A hundred or so? That should be enough. Bury them all here, on this beach, give it special attention."

Ji Zuodao tapped the relatively flat beach area in front of him with his toe, which was the most suitable for landing.

"Bury it all here?"

"Hey, look at those two sides." Ji Zuodao gestured with his mouth to the left and right.

To the left is a steep reef area, where the waves crash and break into white foam, making it look difficult to climb.

There is a mudflat on the right, but it is filled with mud and silt, and there are large areas of mangroves with intertwined roots. It is uncertain whether you can get out if you go in.

"This sandy area is the easiest to walk on. These guys just finished swimming and are exhausted. Who has the time to climb rocks and wade through mud?"

"They'll definitely all flock in from here. Let's do it right here, give them a great start, and welcome them with a lively celebration!"