Beast Taming: I Have an Immortal Mansion

Chapter 212 - 165: Opportunity Obtained

The other three were all decapitated. The Bull-faced Cultivator was halfway through his transformation when his head fell, failing to complete his change into a bull demon.

Removing the mask from the Rabbit-faced Cultivator’s face, Fang Qingyuan discovered this Female Tribulation Cultivator was unexpectedly beautiful. Now, however, her complexion was ashen and cold, a hint of confusion still lingering in her eyes.

Opening their storage bags wouldn’t be so easy. Fang Qingyuan put them away for now, planning to ask Heiye for help erasing the previous owners’ imprints once he was free.

Given what he’d found on the previous four Cultivators, he expected their storage bags would also contain the black daggers. Now, only the Rat-faced and Dragon-faced cultivators remained.

Fang Qingyuan took out four more storage bags and began stowing the corpses of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators inside. Seeing this, Situ Jingyu, who was beside him, couldn’t help but ask,

"Junior Brother, what are you doing with these corpses?"

Fang Qingyuan replied as he worked,

"These aren’t corpses; they’re the equivalent of Top-grade Spirit Stones. The Twelve Beast Tribulation Cultivators have run rampant in this area for many years, and who knows how much wealth they’ve plundered from the Sect Clans. Their heads are extremely valuable."

At Fang Qingyuan’s words, Situ Jingyu’s eyes lit up and she began to help. A dozen breaths later, just as they finished, a furious roar from Heiye echoed from the depths of the cave.

Hearing the roar, the expressions on Fang Qingyuan and Situ Jingyu turned grim. An opponent capable of making Heiye, a Golden Core Demon Beast, this furious could not be underestimated. The intelligence they had received from Black Hand was proving to be wildly inaccurate. ’The remaining Rat-faced Cultivator... the intel said he was only at late-stage Qi Cultivation. What is his actual level?’

Their question was answered soon enough. When Fang Qingyuan, Situ Jingyu, and Jinbao arrived at the edge of the battlefield, they saw the Rat-faced Cultivator and the Dragon-faced cultivator fighting together against Heiye.

Judging from the pressure of their auras, both were clearly Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators. Although Heiye was a Golden Core Demon Beast, he couldn’t take them down right away.

The Rat-faced Cultivator wielded a Yellow Small Banner, from which he periodically shot a bright yellow ray of light at Heiye. Heiye dodged most of them. However, the Dragon-faced cultivator was chanting incantations while simultaneously launching fierce sword attacks. During Heiye’s evasions, his movements would sometimes halt for an instant. In those moments, the yellow light would strike him, causing his speed to drop significantly.

Heiye’s fighting style relied on agility; once his speed was compromised, his offensive power plummeted. As strong as a Golden Core Demon Beast was, he was no longer having an easy time against two Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators armed with various high-level Magical Artifacts.

When the shockwaves from the battle between two men and one beast reached Fang Qingyuan, he found it hard to breathe and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. ’If either the Dragon-faced or the Rat-faced Cultivator were to come for me,’ he thought, ’I wouldn’t even be able to run.’

Fortunately, Situ Jingyu quickly stepped in front of him, shielding him from the battle’s shockwaves. This allowed him to focus on observing the fight.

Perhaps because he saw Fang Qingyuan arrive, Heiye seemed to feel he was losing face. His figure flickered continuously, and in an instant, the entire cave was filled with his doppelgangers.

’Thousand Illusions Divine Trace!’

This was Heiye’s Innate Divine Technique. Each image was an illusion split from his true body. While each illusion possessed only a tenth of his full power, hundreds of them attacking together could unleash an overwhelmingly powerful assault.

Faced with a sky full of black cat-like figures, the Rat-faced and Dragon-faced cultivators pressed close together. They pulled a talisman resembling a Golden Bell from a storage bag and activated it, enveloping them both.

The air filled with the shriek of tearing wind and the screech of claws on metal. When Heiye’s true form reappeared, the Rat-faced and Dragon-faced cultivators were a ghastly sight. Their robes and Protective Gang Sha were all but destroyed, blood flowed freely from their wounds, and in some spots, even bone was visible.

Having heavily wounded the duo in a single move, Heiye licked his lips, panted heavily, and postured as if to pounce again. But in the next instant, his expression changed drastically. He instantly flashed back to Fang Qingyuan’s side and said urgently,

"I sense the aura of another Golden Core being. I’ve already used my Innate Divine Technique, so I’m afraid I’m no match for them. Shouldn’t we get out of here?"

Hearing this, Fang Qingyuan’s heart sank. ’Why now of all times?’ he thought bitterly. ’I’m only two short.’ He couldn’t help but ask,

"Can we finish these two off before we go?"

Heiye shook his head and said,

"Don’t let their miserable appearance fool you; they still have the strength to fight back. The Golden Bell Talisman they just used was actually a Talisman Treasure, which is how they managed to block my Divine Technique. If we insist on finishing them, we’ll be too late to escape."

Hearing this, no matter how reluctant Fang Qingyuan was, he had no choice but to give up. He gritted his teeth and said,

"Then let’s get out of here. It’s highly likely that newcomer is an enemy. We need to live to fight another day."

The moment Fang Qingyuan finished speaking, Heiye swept them all up and rushed for the exit. The Rat-faced and Dragon-faced cultivators exchanged a look, then both collapsed to the ground in exhaustion.

To avoid the newcomer, Heiye deliberately took several branching paths. But just as Heiye could sense their pursuer, their pursuer could sense him. Carrying Fang Qingyuan and the others slowed him down, and he couldn’t reach his top speed. In just a dozen breaths, they were cornered at the mouth of the cave.

"Stay a moment, please!"

The newcomer’s voice echoed clearly in their ears. At this, Heiye’s own ferocity was ignited. He had only wanted to flee because he was worried he couldn’t protect Fang Qingyuan and Situ Jingyu in a fight. But now that their path was clearly blocked, there was no longer any reason to run.