A Safe Journey

Surrounded by Lu Yang and the other four, and especially with Meng Jingzhou glaring hungrily while holding aloft the Pure Yang True Fire, the Feathering Immortal Grass knew escape was out of the question. It let out a long sigh and resigned itself to its fate. "Fine, fine, I won't run anymore." Compared to being roasted and eaten right now, being captured and kept alive was obviously the road to survival. "That's more like it." Seeing that the Feathering Immortal Grass had yielded, Meng Jingzhou clenched his fist and withdrew the flame, while Man Gu tactfully put away his barbecue seasonings. Man Gu had cycled through several Old Ancestors just now, but hadn't yet landed on the first-generation Old Ancestor of the Barbarian Barbecue Clan. "We need to agree on something first, though: you can't eat me! At the very least, you can't eat all of me," the Feathering Immortal Grass said, eyeing the five warily. "Naturally." Immortal herbs at the Little Medicine King level were exceptionally precious; when one could reap a steady harvest over time, who would gulp it down in a single bite? The Little Medicine Kings in the Herb Garden were all living quite well—at most, a few leaves or root tendrils would be plucked whenever needed, never harming their true forms. "Does your word count for anything?" The Feathering Immortal Grass looked suspiciously at Lu Yang. It had watched the battle against the Soul Formation cultivators clearly, and this kid was by far the trickiest. "I swear to Immortal Ying Tian: if I just lied, may Immortal Ying Tian strike you down with heavenly lightning!" Lu Yang raised three fingers and swore to the heavens. "Such a vicious oath?!" Shocked by Lu Yang's sheer audacity in taking such a deadly oath, the Feathering Immortal Grass fluttered its leaves twice, nodding in acceptance. "Don't worry, we won't mistreat you. Our sect has several Little Medicine Kings," Li Haoran said with a chuckle. As the reincarnation of Cult Master Qin, he had mastered Cult Master Qin's art of managing people: to keep subordinates obedient, one needed both the carrot and the stick. At the same time, Li Haoran had also learned Cult Master Qin's knack for making sure the carrots offered were never actual physical items. "Junior Sister Tao, you have an affinity with this immortal grass. Would it be alright to keep it with you until we return to the sect?" Lu Yang asked with a smile. A Little Medicine King couldn't be kept in a storage ring; it could only be placed in a box and carried in a satchel. He already had the Immortal Fairy chattering endlessly in his ear; he had no desire to add a Little Medicine King to the mix. "Then thank you for your trust, Senior Brother Lu." Tao Yaoye gladly accepted. Being around a Little Medicine King was bound to broaden one's horizons, if nothing else. A Little Medicine King hadn't lived all those years for nothing. The Feathering Immortal Grass had its own unique way of concealing its aura; even a Tribulation Transcendence mighty figure searching with divine sense wouldn't be able to detect it. A day later, Hero Yan emerged from seclusion after consolidating his realm, now a genuine Soul Formation cultivator. Usually, advancing to the Soul Formation stage would leave anyone brimming with pride, but not Hero Yan. He maintained a humble heart throughout. After all, the stunning feat of Lu Yang and his companions capturing twelve Soul Formation cultivators alive while only at the Nascent Soul stage was still fresh in his mind. "Hero Yan, are you heading to Penglai Island to be promoted? Would you mind taking the five of us along?" Lu Yang politely inquired. Previously, Hero Yan had been a deacon in the East Sea Cultivator Alliance, and now that he had advanced to the Soul Formation stage, he could apply for a promotion to hall master. Since they had come to the East Sea, they had to pay Penglai Island a visit no matter what. With the map Old Horse had given them, they knew how to get to Penglai Island, but unfamiliar as they were with the place, it was better to have Hero Yan show them around. "Of course," Hero Yan said at once.