System crash? I prove it with my control panel!

Inside the animal enclosure.

That pigeon, no bigger than the palm of your hand, emitted a heart-wrenching cry of pain.

Then, it began to convulse, fell to the ground, and rolled around.

Its size also expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to several feet in length.

Chen Wen glanced at it only once before turning to look at Zhai Ji, whose face was grim, and said indifferently:

"Brother Zhai, it seems your matter will have to be postponed. Have someone prepare to collect the eggs as soon as they are laid!"

Zhai Ji cursed inwardly, "Why did they have to give birth now of all times?"

However, his complexion had returned to normal, and he smiled as he spoke.

"My Beast Hall elder has already made preparations, so don't worry."

Chen Wen nodded slightly and then began to recall the spirit contract, making sure to use it as soon as he got the spirit egg.

At the same time, he chuckled to himself, knowing that since he had received the gift of good fortune, he naturally had to pay the price.

What are the characteristics of a person destined for greatness? They always manage to survive dangerous situations.

But where does the danger come from?

Here it comes!

You wanted to leave early, pretending not to know anything about it and stay out of it, but fate wouldn't allow it!

At this time.

Inside the elegant pavilion of the Beast Hall.

Coral velvet, like a young maiden dancing gracefully; the rising smoke of incense, a truly extraordinary fragrance.

Two Taoist priests were playing chess at a table.

A man with a resolute face, seemingly kind, had a blue-scaled python coiled around his waist, adding a touch of ferocity. His earlobes twitched slightly, his eyes flickered, and then with a wave of his hand, a barrier rose, isolating him from the outside world, before he slowly spoke:

"Brother Qingpu, the Snowwing Eagle has started production. Congratulations! Once it's finished, our game will be pretty much over."

The man opposite him was muscular and well-built, with not a single unwanted hair on his head. His Taoist robe looked somewhat odd. His radish-thick fingers held a chess piece on the board, and his tone was surprisingly refined.

"If Brother Tianlin were to admit defeat, that would be more like it, hehe~"

Although his tone was somewhat literary, his voice was as loud and clear as a bell.

Upon hearing this, Zhai Tianlin burst into laughter. "Hahaha, Brother Qingpu is as witty as ever. In that case, let's settle this with a game of chess."

After he finished speaking, he pointed lightly at the chessboard, and a chess piece was placed on it.

He Qingpu's gaping maw split open slightly, revealing a confident smile:

"Watch how I defeat you in fifty paces!"

...

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

"Hmm——!"

The snowwing eagle continued to wail, its cries growing increasingly mournful.

However, there was no sign of production.

Chen Wen, who was outside, turned to look at Zhai Ji, who had regained his composure. "Brother Zhai, is this normal?"

"This...should be...normal...?"

Zhai Ji stammered, staring at the Snowwing Eagle that hadn't produced any eggs in the animal enclosure, still completely confused about what was going on.

He called over the disciple who was tending the animals, "Did you clean, feed, or change the water today?"

The barrage of questions made even the apprentices standing nearby nervous.

But the answer is yes, everything has been sorted out.

Chen Wen frowned. The longer it dragged on, the greater the danger would be.

Nobody knows how long Zhai Ji's father can hold out.

I couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Sailing against the current..."

The Xuanhuang Refining Heart Technique operates on its own, dispelling distracting thoughts.

Chen Wen returned to calm.

Zhai Ji, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but pace back and forth anxiously.

Chen Wen ignored him and focused on the Snowwing Eagle.

At this moment, Chen Wen suddenly felt himself making eye contact with the Snowwing Eagle. Its clear blue eyes contained a trace of pain, yet were extremely firm.

Chen Wen suddenly remembered that when he arrived yesterday, the Snowwing Eagle had also glanced outside.

Could it be that it sensed someone was watching and felt embarrassed?

A strange thought arose in Chen Wen's mind.

But no matter what, we still have to give it a try.

He turned and grabbed Zhai Ji, who was pacing back and forth, and said seriously:

"Brother Zhai, shield the left and right sides, leaving no one behind. Perhaps the Snowwing Eagle sensed being watched and was unwilling to lay its eggs."

Upon hearing this, Zhai Ji had a sudden flash of inspiration and slapped his thigh in realization, "That's right! How come I didn't think of that? Second-tier spirit beasts have the same intelligence as ordinary humans, and the Snowwing Eagle is so proud; maybe that's the case!"

He immediately ordered, "Everyone, get out immediately! Do not linger!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples looked up and saw the hall master's descendant issuing orders, so they immediately retreated.

Chen Wen grabbed Zhai Ji, "Let's go out too, we can just listen to the sounds."

Zhai Ji readily complied.

The two walked out of the animal enclosure together.

As soon as I stepped outside, I heard the cry of the snow eagle fade considerably, sounding like relief or gratitude.

Zhai Ji asked excitedly, "Brother Jingwen, how did you come up with this plan? It's brilliant!"

"A brilliant idea, but just a fluke."

Chen Wen waved his hand and smiled modestly.

He was surprised, never expecting that a spirit beast would be as shameful as a human and care about people's opinions.

In his mind, whether it's a spirit beast or a demon beast, the only difference is whether it's raised by a person or wild; essentially, they are all beasts.

But today I've had my eyes opened, and I've encountered a beast that knows shame.

Just as I was pondering this, a soft, intermittent cry came from inside the animal enclosure, "Screech~ Screech~".

Chen Wen's heart skipped a beat; it must have been born.

Meanwhile, inside the elegant room, the chessboard had already seen forty-nine moves played.

Zhai Tianlin pressed down the chess piece and smiled slightly.

"Brother Qingpu, this is the final step. It seems you can't win!"

However, He Qingpu grinned, and a loud, booming laugh rang out.

"Hehehe, Tianlin, you're still too green. Look at that!"

He stretched out his radish-like finger and pointed it in front of Zhai Tianlin.

Zhai Tianlin looked down, feeling puzzled. "What's wrong?"

"You didn't place your piece on the cover, you lost, hahaha~"

He Qingpu pointed to the chess pieces that had fallen onto the table in front of him and laughed like a child who was hundreds of years old.

Having said that, while Zhai Tianlin was still stunned, he directly overturned the chessboard, stood up, and walked out:

"Since you've lost, let's go out and see if my spirit beast has given birth!"

However, as soon as he pushed the door open, he felt as if he had been thrown back by a tremendous force.

His face immediately darkened. "Brother Zhai, what is the meaning of this? Are you trying to stop me?"

Zhai Tianlin never expected that his delaying tactic would be seen through by He Qingpu in this way. Helpless, he stood up and waved his hand to restore the chess pieces.

He glanced at He Qingpu with a complicated expression and smiled:

"Brother Qingpu, you misunderstand. It was just to prevent outside interference with our chess game."

"Oh, I see!"

He Qingpu pretended to realize something, scratched his head, and said:

"In that case, can we open it now?"

"Of course."

As He Tianlin spoke, he began to undo the formation, but in his heart he was secretly anxious, hoping that the Snowwing Eagle had already given birth and recognized its master.

Just in case, the formation he set up also protected himself.

...

And right there in the animal enclosure.

Chen Wengang suddenly wondered if the Snowwing Eagles had already been produced.

Then an old man suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Upon seeing him, Zhai Ji immediately bowed and greeted him, "Third Master!"

The other disciples all bowed down and respectfully said, "Greetings, Elder!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Wen realized that the person before him was the Elder of the Beast Hall, a Foundation Establishment cultivator. He immediately bowed and greeted the Elder, saying, "Greetings, Elder!"

Get up!

The old man spoke calmly, only revealing a hint of gentleness when his gaze fell upon Zhai Ji.

"Ji'er, have you thought it through?"

"Third Master, I've come up with a plan!"

Zhai Ji immediately spoke firmly.

The old man nodded and glanced at Chen Wen again.

Chen Wen felt as if he had been seen through, and a chill ran down his spine.

Fortunately, this feeling was fleeting.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of surprise. "Not bad, it's not a bad thing for the little eagle's offspring to follow you."

As he spoke, he gestured, and a beast egg, about half the size of a human, appeared in front of Chen Wen.

"Claim your allegiance!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Wen didn't have time to be polite. He immediately forced out the essence blood he had already condensed, mixed with a trace of his own divine soul, and threw it into the beast egg.

Just now.

A deep, resonant voice echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

"How dare you, you brat!!!"

Chen Wen's head went blank for a moment.

I was in a daze, and I could feel warm liquid flowing through all five orifices.

The Xuanhuang Refining Heart Technique was running wildly to stabilize the soul.

At the same time, he heard another cold snort in his ear.

"He Qingpu, who gave you the audacity to run wild on my Beast Peak? Do you think you can just throw away your Hundred Refinement Peak's meat supply for next year?!"

This voice also contained anger, but it suppressed He Qingpu's voice.

Chen Wen was thus no longer tormented by his voice.

He opened his eyes and saw a blood-red scene before him.

Just then, a voice rang in my ears, "Quickly acknowledge your master!"

Chen Wen didn't know whose voice it was, but he knew that if he didn't acknowledge the master now, he would never have another chance.

He immediately suppressed the excruciating pain in his head, concentrated his energy, and mobilized his spiritual power to inscribe a spiritual contract on the beast egg.

At this point, there's no need for further bloodletting, as the blood is already all over the face.

The booming voice rang out again, "You little bastard, you dare to lay a hand on me? I'll make you pay today!"

Chen Wen ignored everything and continued to depict the scene.

He had figured it out: he would just start the group, and naturally, there would be people who didn't want the He family to own this beast and would stand up to stop him.

as predicted.

As soon as that voice fell, a soft voice rang out.

"Oh my, Hundred Refinement Peak, you've got quite the nerve, actually going to cripple your sect's true disciple!"

"Oh, so they've already ruined one of the inner disciples. Tsk tsk tsk, Hundred Refinement Peak is really impressive. Anyone who didn't know better would think the sect belonged to them."

As the sound faded, Chen Wen felt as if a gentle breeze was blowing on his face, and he felt much more energetic, with a faint fragrance of medicine lingering in the air.

As the last stroke was made, the essence blood instantly disappeared into the spirit beast egg.

Chen Wen suddenly felt a faint, still-forming consciousness appear in his mind, but it faintly revealed a sense of loneliness and desolation.

He knew that this was the Snowwing Eagle.

As the spiritual pact is formed.

With a thought, Chen Wen cast a cleansing spell on himself, removing all the bloodstains.

Only then can he see the current situation.

However, he was shocked to discover that the roof of the animal enclosure had disappeared at some point.

The edges are jagged, as if someone had forcibly ripped a hand out of it.

Looking around, people and animals lay sprawled haphazardly.

All the spirit beasts that were raising the disciples and in the animal pens fell into a coma, bleeding from their five orifices.

Zhai Ji was feeling better and had not lost consciousness, but at this moment he wished he had fainted so he wouldn't have to suffer this torment.

In the sky, several figures were facing off.

The leader was a woman, her green dress fluttering in the wind, her black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, her eyebrows and eyes like a painting, just like a gentle beauty from Jiangnan, yet she was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Nangong Yue, stop trying to pin this on me. Mind your own business. That brat killed a member of my He family and stole my spirit beast. He's dead today!"

The bald, burly man facing him, He Qingpu, had a ferocious expression on his face and his eyes were filled with murderous intent as he stared straight at Chen Wen, completely devoid of his previous refined demeanor.

Nangong Yue chuckled softly and said:

"Hehe, Brother Qingpu, you are mistaken. I did not know when the rules of your He family became greater than those of the sect. Those are true disciples, not people you can kill as you please."

These words left He Qingpu speechless for a moment. He retorted angrily, "You woman, you start by labeling me! My He family is utterly loyal to the sect and has never harbored any disloyalty. Don't you dare make baseless accusations!"

"Yeah?"

Nangong Yue raised an eyebrow slightly, and spoke at her own unhurried pace.

"Then what is the meaning of your act of destroying sect property and harming fellow disciples without cause?"

She gazed into the distance, and said meaningfully:

"Could it be that he's dissatisfied with the sect and thinks he can vent his emotions however he wants now that he's reached the Foundation Establishment stage?"

"You...you're talking nonsense!"

He Qingpu glanced discreetly at the empty space in the distance and retorted angrily, "That brat clearly stole my spirit beast..."

Before he could finish speaking, the old man interrupted him.

"Brother Qingpu, please be careful with your words. The Beast Hall has rules. Newly promoted disciples can also choose a second-tier spirit beast. It just so happens that he was lucky enough to encounter a Snowwing Eagle laying eggs. His choice of this beast is reasonable. Even if it goes to the Punishment Hall, our Beast Peak is in the right."

"you......"

He Qingpu choked and turned ashen-faced.

He had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by the middle-aged man standing next to him, who was standing on a giant blue-scaled python. The man smiled faintly and said:

"Brother Qingpu, in the sect, everything must be done according to the rules, but sometimes the rules are not absolute. You can't win the game by overturning the chessboard. In this game, you have lost."

"If you're wrong, you have to accept the punishment. Even a Foundation Establishment disciple can't escape the consequences of the Beast Peak's losses. Go to the Punishment Hall and receive your punishment."

Seeing the three of them like this, He Qingpu immediately realized that he had been set up!

He fell silent, and a flicker of fear crossed his eyes as he thought of the court of law.

Before leaving, he glanced down one last time and suddenly saw that the guy lying on the ground was the same kid who had robbed Zi Nian Industry's convoy a while ago.

He immediately realized that his subordinates had offended someone and were now taking revenge on him.

He didn't even dare to utter any harsh words, and turned around to head towards the central mountain peak.

With a flick of his finger, the old man sent a beam of spiritual light into Zhai Ji's body, which then vanished.

The middle-aged man didn't even glance down before falling into the valley.

Only Nangong Yue raised her finger and lightly tapped, sending a wisp of medicinal fragrance into Chen Wen's nose.

Immediately, he felt a sense of relief throughout his body, and his injuries were instantly healed, even the damage to his soul caused by the shock was completely restored.

He immediately knelt down, saying, "Thank you so much, Senior Nangong!"

There was no response. Looking up, I saw that there was no one in the air.

Although Chen Wen already knew in his heart that he was just a pawn used by them to scheme, he couldn't help but feel bitter.

It's better to be at the Foundation Establishment stage; otherwise, you won't even have the right to speak with them!

"Ahem, Brother Jingwen, congratulations on getting your wish!"

Zhai Ji got up, coughed up a clump of blood, and his face was still a little pale, but his injuries had healed.

He gave a bitter smile. "Brother Jingwen, the plan has succeeded. The He family will surely retaliate. Take care!"

"Hehe, thank you for your concern, Brother Zhai. Although I do not have your powerful background, I am not someone to be trifled with. Farewell!"

Chen Wen spoke indifferently, picked up the spirit beast egg, and blew a bamboo whistle. The spirit crane he had arranged beforehand flew over from his courtyard.

.........