My Master Disconnected Yet Again Chapter 322

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“Fellow Daoist Lonemoon.” Remembering the person next to him, Dong Wu's expression looked happy, as he hurried to side-step and smile warmly, “Regarding the matter of ten sword arrays that Fellow Daoist mentioned, can we discuss it in the audience hall?”

“Of course!” Lonemoon didn't refuse and followed suit. After a while, his footsteps stopped, as he turned back and dragged Shen Ying over. This one would definitely get lost if he doesn't keep an eye on her!

“This one is…” Dong Wu seemed to only notice Shen Ying now. He thought she was a disciple going to practice?

“My… Junior Sister, Shen Ying.” Lonemoon replied.

“Oh, Fellow Daoist Shen. Come… inside, please!”

So the three went together towards the direction of the Divine Heavens Sect audience hall.

Lou Hong who was being left behind, “…”

He suddenly felt that Honesty Sect didn't have much need of a sect master after all. Alright, he had better go home and count the spirit stones.

The number coming from Honesty Sect this time wasn't huge. There were around 30 in total, and in the morning Lou Hong had divided them into two teams, led by Lou Tao and Yi Qing respectively.

Yi Qing was cold in temperament and didn't talk much. But perhaps due to his ferocity in the sword arrays, the disciples had seen him much, and they had an illusion of him being high up and beyond their reach. All those at the same level respected him, and he could pretty much get them to obey with a mere look. Besides, most of the party were sword cultivators. Sword cultivation emphasized the understanding of Sword Dao, the most important for which was practical fights. In one word, it's all about doing it!

Therefore, they were very different from the other sects who had to take notice of other spirit herbs or weapon refinement materials, while avoiding the demon beasts by all means as they walked. Their group came just for the demon beasts, so they not only didn't have to avoid them, they even looked for their nests. They went straight all the way towards the depths of the mystic realm.

Perhaps due to bad luck, the few demon beasts they encountered along the way were only at the second or third level. They did not encounter any of the higher levels. Second and third-level demon beasts are equivalent to the Qi Refinement stage, and presented no challenge to them at all.

Only after three days did they meet a fifth-level demon beast. Everyone looked happy, as they formed an array and started fighting. They spent nearly six hours before they defeated that beast. At the time, everyone except Yi Qing had already exhausted their Spiritual Power, and couldn't move any more.

Yi Qing looked at the others, before he took his sword and walked towards the dead demon beast. He waved the sword, and a sword light flashed. He directly took out the Spirit Pill in the stomach of the demon beast, looked at it, and suddenly looked up again to ask, “Who has the Spirit Root of Ice?”

The group stunned. A disciple raised his hand blankly, “I am, but it is double roots of Ice and Wood.”

“Oh,” Yi Qing answered, as he threw over the Demon's Spirit Pill in his hand, “Take it.”

“Ah! Ah?” That disciple stunned, took it subconsciously, “You… are giving it to me?” He didn't quite know how to react. This was the Demon's Spirit Pill, and it's one of a fifth level demon beast! He's giving it away like this? Although everyone fought together just now, everyone knew that young Uncle-Master was the only one who mattered. Without him, they probably wouldn't have been able to defeat this demon beast.

Everyone else had that stunned look as well. They thought carefully, and realize that all the way, while young uncle-master rarely fought besides taking care of them at the side, he didn't seem to take anything at all.

This was… a bit too selfless.

Everyone's heart was warm with emotions. Just as they were about to say something, a loud roar of demon beast suddenly was suddenly heard. The trees in front fell down together, and even the ground was shaking.

A giant beast the height of three people was there in front of everyone. Its shape was like an ox, but it had scales all over it. There were two rows of sharp horns on its head, and nine tails were waving on its back. Flames emerged from its four hooves.

It roared loudly towards the group. They felt a hot, burning sensation immediately, as if all the surroundings were going to catch fire.

“It's the Fire Hooves Beast!” A disciple cried out, and everyone's faces whitened.

“My god, it is a sixth-level demon beast. It is equivalent to the Golden Core stage!”

“What can we do? We can't beat him.”

“We don't have any more strength. Young uncle-master, quickly…”

Before anyone could finish, a wave of sword rain fell on the beast. Instantly, the giant beast thrice the height of a person became like a griddle. It slammed onto the ground with a loud bang and made no more sound.

All the disciples: “…”

“What were you saying?” Yi Qing turned back.

“No- Nothing…”

“Oh.” Yi Qing turned back, used the sword to directly open up the belly of the demon, taking out a red bead. He asked, “Who's of Fire Spirit Root?”

“… I… I am.”

“Take it!” he said. He threw over the demon's core and turned to squat down… He started cutting meat from the corpse with his sword.

All the disciples: “…”

Wait a moment!

Did their eyes cheat them? Young uncle-master is… cutting the demon beast's meat!

(⊙_⊙)

In either pill refinement or weapon refinement, the meat of a demon beast is completely useless to a cultivator. What was young uncle-master cutting the meat for?

Is it because he gave the demon cores to them, yet was afraid they would feel guilty, so he cut some useless meat to pretend that he got something?

The disciples looked at one another and felt so touched that their eyes were filled with tears. So… so touching. They were actually fortunate enough to have such an uncle-master.

“Young uncle-master!” The disciple who took the demon core of fire element just now handed over the core in his hand. “I actually… won't have much use of this demon core.”

“And me!” said the disciple who just took the one of ice. “I won't need it too.”

So young uncle-master may keep it for yourself. Don't just take care of us.

Yi Qing looked up at the emotional group and was stunned. He replied, “Oh, throw it away then!”

The first disciple, “…”

The second disciple, “…”

All the other disciples, “…”

Yi Qing didn't pay attention to the confused look on everyone's face at all. He stuffed the meat into his storage bag, turned and said, “Let's go!” With that said, he walked on towards the depths of the mystic realm.

Others looked at one another for a while and had to follow. Inside, they felt even more touched. Young uncle-master must have not taken back the demon cores to avoid embarrassing them. It must be so.

So the same situation kept repeating in the following days.

A fifth-level demon beast was killed… and Yi Qing was cutting the meat.

A fifth-level demon beast was killed… and Yi Qing was cutting the meat.

They managed to kill a seventh-level demon beast beyond their level… Yi Qing was still cutting the meat.

They encountered an eighth-level demon beast… Yi Qing struggled hard to cut a piece of meat and led them to run away together.

All the disciples: “…”

Why did they feel as if young uncle-master didn't come inside to practice, but to look for ingredients? No, no, this must be their illusion.

Chapter end