Docile

Qin Sang prepared to teach it a lesson. This fellow was thoroughly indolent and never learned its lesson, remembering only food and not beatings. Ordinary methods were useless against it, as it forgot everything the moment it turned around. With a demonic fire needle in one hand, Qin Sang used his true essence to form a cage in the other, trapping the fat silkworm. As if sensing the aura of the Nine Nether Demonic Fire, the fat silkworm became agitated the moment it emerged from the insect basket. Qin Sang deliberately brought the demonic fire needle closer. The fat silkworm backed away frantically, trying to flee from Qin Sang's palm, only to be blocked by the cage of true essence. Terror filled its barely visible little eyes, and it let out sharp, hissing squeals. The effect of the Nine Nether Demonic Fire was astonishingly potent; the fat silkworm was more terrified than if it had seen a natural predator—it was outright panic. Ignoring its cries, Qin Sang's gaze turned chillingly cold as he brought the demonic fire needle closer and closer. Suddenly, the fat silkworm's entire body stiffened, and it stopped moving. It had actually fainted dead away from terror. "Scared to death? What a useless thing. Dead, you're even more worthless. Might as well just burn you to ashes." Qin Sang muttered in a low voice and flicked a finger. With a whoosh, a wisp of Nine Nether Demonic Fire pounced toward the fat silkworm. A shriek rang out, and the fat silkworm bounced up violently, fleeing for its life. It had actually been playing dead just now! But trapped inside the cage, its speed could not match the Nine Nether Demonic Fire, and it was caught squarely in an instant. The fat silkworm's eyes rolled back. This time, it genuinely passed out from fright. Puddles of liquid—whether drool or tears—poured out, pooling around it. A faint smile curled at the corners of Qin Sang's mouth as he transformed the Nine Nether Demonic Fire into chains, binding the fat silkworm. Before long, the fat silkworm woke up. But before it even had a chance to rejoice, it noticed the chains of demonic fire wrapping its body and fainted once more. After several rounds of such torment, the fat silkworm was finally thoroughly numbed. By now, the look in its eyes as it watched Qin Sang had completely changed. It looked as if it were gazing upon an arch-fiend, trembling in deep terror, looking utterly pitiful. If its intelligence were high enough, it might already be regretting boarding a pirate ship. Qin Sang did not dispel the Nine Nether Demonic Fire, keeping it bound in the chains. Then, he took out a berry, squeezed out some juice in front of the fat silkworm, and stared at it with cold eyes. This berry was a type of spirit fruit, well-suited for feeding spirit insects. Especially during the first metamorphosis, it could accelerate a spirit insect's growth rate and fetched a high price in the cultivation world. Qin Sang had obtained some from the Five Insects Sect. When he had offered it to the fat silkworm before, the creature had treated it with utter disdain. Now, without any prompting from Qin Sang, it gulped it down eagerly, eating with great relish. "Once you're full, get back in and go to sleep!" Seeing the tears the fat silkworm shed from "gratitude," Qin Sang felt deeply gratified. Having eaten its fill, the fat silkworm crawled into the insect basket on its own. Now, things were finally quiet. Having dealt with the fat silkworm, Qin Sang set off once again and arrived at the entrance of Butterfly Valley. At this time of year, the weather on the Witch God Continent had already turned cold, yet inside Butterfly Valley, birds sang, flowers were fragrant, and it was warm as spring. The scenery here truly lived up to its reputation. Blossoms bloomed in resplendent profusion, cloaking the entire valley like a floral carpet. Several crystal-clear brooks wound their way through, while bees and butterflies danced gracefully around the fresh flowers. After admiring the scenic view, Qin Sang looked at the tens of thousands of butterflies and sank into thought. The Heavenly Eye Butterfly was extremely timid. The slightest stir would frighten it into shrinking back into its nest, refusing to come out. Items that tempted other spirit insects were completely useless against it. Qin Sang did not venture in rashly. He quietly circled the perimeter of Butterfly Valley, but as expected, found nothing. Every butterfly appeared completely ordinary. Even capturing every single butterfly in Butterfly Valley would be futile, as the Heavenly Eye Butterfly's disguise was too perfect to tell apart. Without Scarlet Fire Flowing Gold, Qin Sang genuinely could not think of any good method to lure and capture the Heavenly Eye Butterfly for the time being. Fearing that the corpse qi from his refined corpse might startle the Heavenly Eye Butterfly, Qin Sang could only act on his own. Nor did he dare to enter Butterfly Valley while invisible. He did not know whether this Heavenly Eye Butterfly had completed its third metamorphosis. If it had already opened its Heavenly Eye, any concealment technique would be utterly useless before its gaze. On the edge of Butterfly Valley, Qin Sang found an excellent vantage point from which he could observe most of the valley. He then retrieved the Scarlet Fire Flowing Gold and scattered it out. Next came patient waiting. Butterfly Valley covered a vast area. If the spirit insect's senses were sharp, and if the Heavenly Eye Butterfly was still here, it should soon detect the scent of the Scarlet Fire Flowing Gold. However, given how timid and cautious the Heavenly Eye Butterfly was, no one could say how long it would take to appear. Qin Sang shrank into his hiding spot, holding his breath and calming his qi as he waited patiently. In the wild, capturing a desired spirit insect was exceedingly difficult. For those rogue cultivators of the Witch Clan who lacked ancient heritages, squatting near a spirit insect's nest for years on end waiting for it to appear was an ordinary occurrence. Some might even waste years in vain, only to discover in the end that the nest had long been empty. Qin Sang benefited greatly from the Scarlet Fire Flowing Gold, which held an irresistible allure for spirit insects. It allowed him to quickly determine whether an insect was present, enabling him to rule out six locations in less than a month. The sun dipped in the west, and the moon rose and set. In the blink of an eye, a night passed. Butterfly Valley was even more beautiful in the depths of the night. The starlight above reflected in the streams like jade ribbons threading through the valley. Under the faint, ethereal glow, the flowers and butterflies seemed to be holding a grand ball. Throughout the entire night, not the slightest anomaly occurred in Butterfly Valley. Until dawn arrived. A cluster of butterflies of diverse forms fluttered across a brook. Their flight paths followed no fixed pattern—swerving left and right, dipping up and down, darting fast and slow... At times, the flock would scatter abruptly, only to gather back together in an instant. Members would leave, and new ones would join. Whenever a flower caught their interest, they would dance in circles around it, the flock resembling a small silk embroidered ball. Such sights were commonplace in Butterfly Valley. However, as this flock flew over a patch of grass, Qin Sang suddenly snapped his eyes open, a brilliant glint flashing in them. A drop of Scarlet Fire Flowing Gold had vanished! Qin Sang shifted his gaze, locking onto the flock of butterflies that had just crossed the grass. His eyesight was exceptional; even without using spiritual sense, he could clearly see that this flock consisted of nearly a hundred butterflies of all kinds. Their movements seemed no different from any other cluster of butterflies. Qin Sang examined them one by one, yet each was merely an ordinary butterfly, without a flaw to be seen. He tentatively swept his spiritual sense over the flock, but detected nothing. *What formidable concealment and disguise abilities!* Qin Sang marveled inwardly. It was said that once a Heavenly Eye Butterfly concealed itself, even Core Formation stage cultivators could not see through it. Seeing it now, its reputation was indeed well deserved. Just as Qin Sang was observing the flock's movements, the Scarlet Fire Flowing Gold at another spot was suddenly consumed. *Feinting in one direction while striking in another? And it held out for an entire night—it seems its intelligence is quite high.* Qin Sang smiled inwardly. Now that he had confirmed the Heavenly Eye Butterfly was indeed here, his mind was at ease. Qin Sang stopped tracking the flock, focusing solely on the Scarlet Fire Flowing Gold closest to him, ready to strike at any moment. Having spent the whole night confirming there was no danger, the Heavenly Eye Butterfly was finally unable to resist the temptation of the Scarlet Fire Flowing Gold. Its movements were swift; one spot after another, the Scarlet Fire Flowing Gold was devoured.