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Translator: Tamon
“We agreed to split the haul. Half of it is yours.” Xu Hei said coldly.
Hei Huang flinched awkwardly. “Ha-ha, those things are hardly useful. I don’t need them.”
Xu Hei’s pointed stare made his skin crawl and walked away.
Whoosh~
Xu Hei lunged with an open maw.
“Hey, stop it! Let’s talk it out!”
Hei Huang squealed, using its leg and paw to stop Xu Hei from closing its mouth around him.
“Hand over the spirit stones, now!”
“Stop, stop!”
An intense brawl later, Hei Huang coughed up ten spirit stones, of which half were returned.
Xu Hei saw through the old mutt. [Rotten bastard! He’s skimming from his teammates!]
He suspected that these ten weren’t even all of them.
“Xu Hei, I’m doing it for you. You’re still young. What are you going to do with them? I’m just keeping them for when you need them most.”
Hei Huang played the concerned parent, even having the tone down pat.
Xu Hei ignored him and turned to the jade slips. This was what he yearned for, human knowledge.
He scanned all of them and placed one in front.
“The wooden avatar.” This jade slip contained the method of making one.
The dog said the avatars had grades. The weakest was at the Qi Refining Stage, snuffed out with a little flame.
A wooden avatar was worse, a hint better than a paper one. It made up for it in deception, a near-flawless imitation of the original in terms of Divine Sense, aura, and habits. Most could never see through it.
Of course, there were other types as well, of stone, blood, and the strongest, embodiment.
Hei Huang mocked. “The wooden avatar is junk, used for intimidation tactics. Forget that trash and listen to yours trully. You’ll have one better than yourself!”
“What?” Xu Hei gasped.
“Puppet!” Hei Huang’s eyes shone. “The Puppet Art, one of immortal cultivation’s Six Classics. Qin Kingdom’s top sect, the Sky Effigy Sect, specializes in them.
“Some say their puppets are better than the users, immune to pain, and as tough as demons. There are plenty of them too. No one can handle taking 180 of them at their level.”
Xu Hei could already see it. Taking out 180 puppets to gang up on his enemy at a whim was so cool.
He gulped, muttering, “Better duck whenever Sky Effigy Sect’s people walk by.”
Hei Huang cocked his head. [If you can’t beat them, join them. Why’s this guy always putting fleeing first.]
“Xu Hei, there’s a town at Qin Kingdom’s border. We can buy what you need to improve your tempering, as well as demon meat,” Hei Huang said.
Xu Hei nodded.
Tempering was costly, needing him to eat a lot of meat. Hunting no longer cut it.
The demons traveled for fifty kilometers as the mist grew thicker. They neared a river that spanned from one end of their vision to the other.
Drifting Geese River had rapids so strong not even a low cultivator could cross it on air. They had to use a ferry.
On the other shore was the Qin Kingdom.
Hei Huang took out a black robe and a bamboo hat, hiding all his features as he stood on hind legs and made his way to the dock.
The boatmen noticed him but kept his suspicions to himself. That didn’t apply to the passengers.
“Look at this shorty, he’s only a meter tall.”
“Ha-ha-ha, the river’s winds will just blow him over.”
The people snickered at his expense.
They were bare-chested, with all kinds of tattoos of savage beast on their skin. Each had a broadsword on their waist and mean looks. They were either a local gang or bandits.
The few other normies sized the conspicuous Hei Huang, taking him for a midget.
Hei Huang huffed and waved.
Whoosh~
A gale blew at those who insulted him, blowing some out of the boat and into the rapids.
Everyone cried out.
“Heaven’s above, an immortal!”
“The shorty’s an immortal!”
The passengers gasped, overwhelmed by the sudden development. It boggled the mind how even a midget was something as undeniable as a cultivator.
The boatman was courteous, inviting Hei Huang on board, at which the dog strutted on.
Xu Hei hid inside the robe, assessing his surroundings.
The boat was average in size, with two decks, capable of ferrying a hundred people.
The first deck had mortals looking at Hei Huang in fear.
The second deck had an eye-catching youth and a girl.
The girl had long eyelashes, sparing Hei Huang only a look.
Xu Hei found the girl familiar, nagging his mind.
She wore purple clothes and looked to be sixteen of age. She had a lofty air and a faint aura of Spiritual Energy.
Hei Huang sat at the back of the first deck, waiting for the boat to leave.
More and more mortals climbed aboard.
Among them, a white-haired old Daoist with a horsetail whisk joined, which had the man and girl rush up to greet him.
“Qin Ye greets Elder Zhou!”
“Qiu Ling greets Elder Zhou!”
The Daoist returned the gesture and all three came down.
Hei Huang and Xu Hei went bug-eyed.
“Is that…” Xu Hei hissed.
“Shh! Yes, it’s the chicken geezer.” Hei Huang gnashed his fangs.
Xu Hei’s heart was racing from the danger.
[What’s Unfettered Sect’s chicken elder doing in Qin Kingdom? On the same boat no less. Is this a coincidence?]
Xu Hei’s first instinct was to bolt.
“Calm down. Running away now will draw attention.” Hei Huang warned.
Xu Hei cussed. “Where’s your sharp nose when we needed it? How did you miss him until it’s right in your face?”
“You think I’ll remember some senile old fart’s stinkin’ rot? I never bothered, alright?” Hei Huang snapped back.
Elder Zhou went to the second deck, sitting together with the two.
Hei Huang blinked. [What’s the old coot up to, being so close to the youth. Is the kid royalty?]
He didn’t care to know, only to assure the coot didn’t notice them.
Hei Huang’s eyes turned sharp, ready to duke it out if he had to.
The thugs blown in the water had crawled on the shore.
They kneeled and bowed. “Forgive us, immortal. It wasn’t on purpose!”
They begged while slapping themselves.
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