From a country cook to a master chef

Blackheart Tiger stood atop the stone tower, his expression cold as he stared intently at any possible hiding place, trying to find the Tianwu Mountain warriors lurking in the shadows.

"Hahaha, you people of Tianwu Mountain, who usually pride yourselves on being upright, I never expected you to do such sneaky and petty things. How are you any different from us?"

Black-Hearted Tiger attempted to provoke the people of Tianwu Mountain into showing themselves through words, and sarcastically roared a few times at the surrounding area.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud bang came from deep within the Black Tiger Cult.

"Beast Crystal Room!"

After clearly hearing the direction from which the explosion came, Black Tiger's expression changed drastically. He left a group of men to guard the area and then quickly led his men away.

Seeing this, Lin Jue, who was hiding in the shadows, breathed a sigh of relief. The remaining few people were no threat to him.

On the other hand, the sudden loud noise startled Senior Brother Long Fei.

After confirming that the Black Tiger Cult leader had led his men far away, Lin Jue suddenly attacked while the group was not paying attention, simultaneously using the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada and the Six Harmonies Great Wilderness Hand, instantly severely injuring the six people.

Before he could leave, a cold shout suddenly came from behind Lin Jue.

"So he was just a martial artist at the Divine Power Realm. What a waste of the sect leader's efforts in ordering us to guard this place."

Before Lin Qi could react, eight figures appeared around him, each occupying a position, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

"Don't underestimate the enemy; delay could lead to unforeseen circumstances. Let's capture this person quickly."

The other person's voice was like that of a wandering ghost. The moment the words fell, he suddenly used a ghostly movement technique to attack Lin Jue.

After a brief exchange, Lin Jue was greatly shocked, never expecting that this person was actually a martial artist in the early stage of the Divine Illumination Realm.

Judging from the tone of his conversation with the dark-skinned man, these eight people should be of equal strength and are very likely all Divine Illumination Realm martial artists.

This thought made Lin Jue realize that he was in a very dangerous situation.

The other seven didn't give him any more time to think. They attacked one after another in perfect unison. Seeing that they still couldn't defeat Lin Jue, the eight of them dared not play around anymore. They each used their best skills and attacked Lin Jue almost simultaneously.

Seeing this, Lin Jue showed no fear. With a flick of his sleeve, he threw out eight fire-controlling talismans at the same time.

Upon seeing the object flying towards them, the eight people's faces twitched in disbelief.

"A Fire-Controlling Talisman? How is that possible? Are you a cultivator?"

"A cultivator? I am not." Lin Jue looked coldly at the speaker, and taking advantage of the moment when the imperial edict talisman was activated, he leaped down towards Black Tiger Cliff, grabbed the vines on the cliff face, and quickly arrived at the bottom of the cliff.

The appearance of eight Divine Illumination Realm warriors in the Black Tiger Cult was far beyond Lin Jue's expectations.

"According to the intelligence provided by Tianwu Mountain, the Black Tiger Sect originally only had the sect leader as a Divine Illumination Realm martial artist. Now the situation has suddenly changed, and we must hurry back to inform our master."

Thinking of this, Lin Jue subconsciously looked back at Black Tiger Cliff. Just as he was worrying about how his senior brother would escape, he saw eight streaks of blood light appear on the cliff.

A strong sense of unease instantly welled up in Lin Jue's heart. Without thinking much, he used the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada and turned to fly out of the Ten Thousand Bones Mountain Range.

Eight streaks of blood-red light relentlessly pursued him, their bodies emitting faint rumbling sounds.

In an instant, one of the streaks of blood-red light shot into the sky and, as it fell, blocked Lin Jue's path.

At this moment, the bloody light on the other party slowly dissipated, and Lin Jue was able to see the person inside clearly.

However, to be precise, the person inside was no longer human. His body was covered in scales, and his face was as ferocious as a snake, exactly the same as the demonized warrior he had encountered before.

The only difference between the two is that the snake-man that appears now has not grown a snake body; his lower body is still human-shaped.

"The demonic transformation technique! The Black Tiger Cult has indeed sided with the Zhanbo people!" Lin Jue's face darkened, and he suddenly said in a sharp voice.

"No, no, no, our secret technique is far superior to Zhanbo's demon transformation technique. This is the Beast God Technique passed down from ancient martial artists. It is your honor to die under this divine skill!"

The demonized man's voice was hoarse like a beast's. After speaking, he raised his hand, transforming into a streak of blood-red light that attacked Lin Jue once more.

Regardless of whether what the other party said was true or not, Lin Jue only knew that the other party's current state was exactly the same as that of the demonized person he had encountered before.

As the demonized man made the first move, the other seven demonized people also joined in.

With the combined attack of the eight demonized humans, Lin Jue quickly found himself at a disadvantage.

If it weren't for his astonishing speed in the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada, he would probably have been defeated long ago.

However, after exchanging blows, Lin Jue did indeed discover something unusual.

Although these people are demonic in appearance, they have not lost their reason, which is quite different from the demonic transformation techniques of the Zhanbo people.

Lin Jue dared not continue to waste time with the eight people. Without saying a word, he took out two Wind Whisper Talismans from his storage bag and used them.

Suddenly, a black demonic wind howled and enveloped him and eight Black Tiger Cult members who had transformed into beasts.

After the eight people transformed into beasts, their speed, while not quite matching Lin Jue's "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada," was still quite close.

Lin Jue knew that if he didn't get rid of these eight people, even if he escaped with the help of the Wind Whisper Talisman, he wouldn't be able to escape their pursuit.

Thinking of this, his expression turned cold. Before the eight people could find his location, he suddenly took out eight Heavenly Thunder Talismans from his storage bag.

In an instant, eight dazzling blue-white rays of light pierced through the black demonic wind and appeared before the eight members of the Black Tiger Sect.

Upon seeing this, all eight people's expressions changed drastically. They never expected that Lin Jue, a mere martial artist, would possess so many cultivator talismans.

However, what puzzled them the most was why a martial artist could use a cultivator's talisman.

They were not Lin Jue and did not know that the way of talismans in the world was divided into imperial edicts and decrees.

Although it's only a difference of one word, the difference is like heaven and earth.

For a moment, thunder rumbled and deafeningly loudly beneath Black Tiger Cliff.

When the demonic wind dissipated, only eight charred, beast-like corpses remained on the ground, each with their eyes wide open in death.

At the same time, the leader of the Black Tiger Cult, who was watching his followers surround and kill Long Fei, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. His expression changed drastically, and he then spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How is this possible? My Eight Extremes Blood Servant..."

Upon noticing Black Tiger's unusual behavior, Long Fei was immediately overjoyed. He struggled to break free from the group's entanglement and charged straight at Black Tiger.

"Qin Wu, do you still remember the thirteen members of the Long family you killed ten years ago?"

Long Fei leaped up, brandishing his long sword, and slashed at Black Heart Tiger's face.

At this moment, his face was filled with murderous intent, and he no longer hid his hatred. He only wanted to kill this person to avenge his family members who had died tragically in front of him.

Blackheart Tiger was still grieving the loss of the Eight Extremes Blood Servant and made no attempt to defend himself against Long Fei's attack.

However, just as Long Fei thought he had succeeded, a beam of blood-red light suddenly shot into the sky from a room in the Black Tiger Sect, and a blood-red figure instantly appeared in front of Black Heart Tiger, blocking the blow for him.

At this moment, Black Tiger's face turned completely gloomy. He glanced coldly at Long Fei and ordered the Blood Shadow that appeared to capture him. He then sensed something and walked towards the location of the eight Blood Servants.