Chapter 0105

Chapter 105: A Cornered Pig Will Do Anything!

She stared at the little demoness with blazing eyes and asked: “You really did not go through the three disasters and four tribulations?”

The little demoness lifted her chin and said: “So what if I didn’t?”

You Ye Lan almost jumped with excitement and said: “Then your Talisman Arts are a supreme path. No bottlenecks and no punishment from the Heavenly Dao. You have earned great merit for the clan!”

The little demoness frowned and asked: “What does that have to do with you?”

You Ye Lan spoke quickly: “It is simple. If you hand over your Talisman Arts, the clan will remember your merit. You might even be spared from being an offering.”

The little demoness cut her off and said: “I refuse.”

You Ye Lan blinked and said: “Think it through. This is your chance to live.”

The little demoness’s eyes turned cool as she said: “No need to think. My life is right here. If someone has the skill, let them take it. But I will not sit and wait to die. Even if I die, I will make sure the other side gains nothing and even loses a few chunks of flesh.”

Zhou Tong wrapped a silky lock of the little demoness’s hair around his finger and chuckled as he said: “You are too gentle with your words.” He lifted his gaze and added with an easy smile: “If anyone dares to hurt you, I will erase their whole clan.”

The little demoness flushed and answered softly: “I knew you spoil me. The Little Unknowing Talisman is your gift. How could I hand it over?”

You Ye Lan suddenly raved, her voice shrill as she said: “You are shameless. Do not forget the clan gave you life. It is only right for you to offer everything. Yet you resist and even harbor complaints. The clan raised a thankless wolf.”

Zhou Tong paused, then looked oddly thoughtful as he murmured in his heart: [Why does that sound so familiar?] He recalled the Jade Purity Sect’s favorite lines and wondered if these people were trained with the same script. Then his eyes hardened and he said: “Moldering bones from a grave, you do not get to speak.” He struck with Mind Shock again, and her eyes cleared a great deal.

He turned away and said: “There is no place for you here.” With that, he lifted all the restraints on You Ye Lan, even removing the Life and Death Bond Lock and pocketing it as a keepsake.

She stiffened with fear and asked: “What are you going to do?”

He waved a hand and said: “Do not be afraid. I am letting you go.”

Everyone, including the little demoness, froze. Even You Ye Lan was caught off guard. She could not believe this devil had grown a conscience out of nowhere.

She swallowed and asked anxiously: “Why would you do that?”

He answered with calm pity: “Because I want to see whether a righteous face like yours can stay pure and selfless when fate’s judgment comes.”

Her heart prickled with pain, and when she saw that trace of pity on his face, she panicked and cried: “What do you mean?”

He turned aside and said: “You will find out. That day is not far.” With a flick of his palm, he sent the dazed You Ye Lan flying into the distance.

The little demoness tilted her head and asked with bright curiosity: “What is fate’s judgment?”

Zhou Tong sighed and said: “To reach the peak as a Talisman Master, there is more than one gate to cross. If level six to seven is one ordeal, then what about seven to eight, eight to nine, or higher still?”

The little demoness shivered and asked with a changed face: “Then the offerings are not just me. Even she is one too?”

He nodded and said: “Right. The transfer failed because she herself is also an offering. Like repels like at the same grade, so it could not take.”

“Now I understand,” the little demoness said at once. Raised as a low-grade offering, she had known her fate from the start. But You Ye Lan, a high-grade offering, had enjoyed the best of everything and would never be told her end.

The little demoness sighed and said: “It really is a bit pitiful. She set herself up as heaven’s favored, proud and overbearing all her life. If she learns her greatest purpose is to die, she will break.”

Zhou Tong’s smile was wicked as he said: “Pitiful people often have hateful sides. I look forward to that day.”

He clapped his hands and said with mock ceremony: “Enough, disciple, your master is hungry.” Off to the side, Mu Rong Ya and the others had bowls and chopsticks ready, eyes shining like stars as if they were about to start a feast. The sight made Zhou Tong chuckle.

He raised his arm and announced: “Then let us welcome the one and only star of today’s banquet, the noble ingredient, the Di Ting Divine Boar.”

With a thud, a seven-colored giant boar hit the chopping block. Zhou Tong gripped a greatsword, ready to end its misery.

At the final moment the Divine Boar squealed with stubborn will to live and struggled like mad.

Someone called out: “Master, give it a punch.”

Mu Rong Ya answered crisply: “On it.” A Saint’s strike is no joke. With the lightest touch she pushed the Di Ting Divine Boar to its limit. In what felt like a last flare, the boar’s aura surged. It broke free of the bindings and hurled itself at the little demoness. At the same time, a beam of light shot from its brow toward her.

Zhou Tong reacted first, moved to block, then stopped with a strange look and said: “That is the secret art of forced master-binding.”

The light seal landed on the back of the little demoness’s right hand. She blinked as a new sense formed in her mind: she had a pet now. The bond was forged.

Everyone gaped. They had not expected a pig with such high smarts. To stay alive, it had chosen its own backer.

Long Ling Yun drew her sword, eyes red with hunger, and said: “Senior sister, I want to eat.”

The little demoness stepped in front of the boar and said: “Piggy is so cute. You cannot eat piggy.”

Zhou Tong groaned as he said: “Then what now? Our big meal is gone.”

Hearing that, the Di Ting Divine Boar howled, tore open a crack in space, and pulled out a spread of fine ingredients. Zhou Tong’s breath caught and drool almost slipped as he read them off: “Snow Mountain Python Dragon meat, Wind Spirit Tiger bones, Emperor Ribbonfish…”

[This pig is incredible.] Not only did it know the arts of the Nether, it understood the Law of Space, and it even kept its own little pantry. It was the role model of the ingredient world.

Zhou Tong made a commanding gesture and said: “Go cook. At least three dishes and four soups.” Under their stunned gazes, the boar truly sorted the ingredients, dropped them into pots in order, and cooked in an organized way.

People pushed to the edge can do anything. Pigs can too. Making the ingredient cook itself would make even the cruelest slave master cry and call himself a good person. If You Ye Lan saw this, she would cough blood with anger. The boar had always been aloof in front of her and needed coaxing to move, but here it was humble and obedient. It clearly bullied the weak and feared the strong.