Chapter 688: Reunion

The island was covered everywhere with rocks and decaying trees.

The sight of such a pile of exotic fruits was particularly dazzling.

Ranging from the glistening blue snow mountain lotus seeds to the fiery red Six-Yang Fruit grown from earth’s magma, and the golden-yellow fruits from a lightning-struck willow tree, these and other exotic fruits were piled together. They exuded a rich spiritual energy, shimmering with colorful light, and their intense fragrance permeated one’s very bones.

Everyone’s eyes immediately widened in astonishment.

Even the Yellow Ox stared with wide eyes. It recognized fruits of the Banquet-Cloud level, having seen them deep within the demon clan’s sacred lands. However, those places were extremely dangerous, guarded by “slave tribes.” Approaching them could lead to the death of even those at the Plasticity or Golden Body levels, requiring cross-realm combat and specific techniques.

The demon clan’s sacred lands were too harsh on them; to cultivate peak saints, they were required to engage in various cross-realm battles and fierce combat.

Ouyang the Toad also gasped in surprise, then cried out in pain. When he tried to squint, his injured eye nearly bled, causing him unbearable agony.

Chu Feng reprimanded him, saying, “You’re injured, yet you’re still squinting at people. You deserve the pain!”

“It’s just excitement!” Ouyang Feng retorted, growing angrier as he spoke. “Once this divine king advances to the Banquet-Cloud level, I’ll beat those aliens so badly their own mothers won’t recognize them! Especially the Spirit Race and the Calamity-Free Divine Physique types—I’ll spray their faces with pure holy water! Damn them, attacking Grandpa Ouyang! I’ll make sure to kill them all later!”

The faces of the group of great demons from Kunlun were flushed with excitement. Such a high-grade pile of exotic fruits meant they could finally achieve breakthroughs.

“Let’s treat our injuries first,” Chu Feng said.

Chu Feng spoke. He still had Six Paths Reincarnation Pills on him. When he was about to enter the starry skies, he had taken a portion of the great medicines and Celestial God Liquids he was selling from the holy sons. Even if one person used a lot, it was still much less than what a group would consume.

At this moment, though there wasn’t a pill for everyone, slicing them allowed each person to take some, which would be enough for them to recover within two days!

“We still have Celestial God Liquid, but the Six Paths Reincarnation Pills are gone. What a shame,” the group sighed with a touch of heartache. They had first been ambushed and attacked by Zhou Shang of the Calamity-Free Divine Physique, and then several geniuses from the Spirit Race and demon race landed on the island, launching ruthless attacks that caused them heavy losses and depleted their precious pills.

In moments, the entire group glowed with brilliant golden light. The Six Paths Reincarnation Pills were at work, dramatically increasing their cellular activity and accelerating their metabolism.

For a while, the area was bathed in bright light, appearing extremely sacred and filled with the scent of medicine. The effects of the Six Paths Reincarnation Pills were truly astonishing.

At that moment, Chu Feng’s parents arrived. Tears immediately streamed down their faces, and his mother, Wang Jing, burst into sobs.

Chu Feng hurried to meet them, his nose stinging and tears welling up. He quickly comforted both of them.

“You’re finally back,” Wang Jing wept, her eyes red, but she dared not cry out loud, fearing it would disturb those who were healing nearby.

“Mom, don’t worry. I’m fine. I ate well, slept well, and everything went smoothly outside.” How could Chu Feng possibly tell them about the various battles and killings? He didn’t dare.

However, both Wang Jing and Chu Zhiyuan understood that the outside world could not possibly be so peaceful.

Wang Jing wiped away her tears and said, “Across the vast starry sky, you don’t know how much your father and I worried about you, fearing you’d be gone for decades, or even never return.”

Chu Feng felt a pang of guilt. A child traveling far brings worries to the mother, and it was even more so across the starry sky. He deeply understood his parents’ feelings and felt very self-reproachful.

Yet, in life, many things are unavoidable. He wanted to venture into the starry sky and could not always stay by his parents’ side. He wanted to go further down the path of evolution, to see what lay at its very end.

Especially now, he was even struggling to survive, first needing to ensure his own existence.

“Dad, Mom,” Chu Feng said, “no matter where I go in the future, I’ll come back to visit you quickly. I won’t be away for too long!”

Chu Zhiyuan and Wang Jing were both unharmed. Even when enemies had landed on the island, they had been well protected, kept deep within the mountain gate and not allowed to participate in the fighting.

Chu Feng was very grateful to Old Black, the group of great demons from Kunlun, and others. It was they who protected his parents; otherwise, the two would certainly not have survived.

Furthermore, the Calamity-Free Divine Physique and others had consistently attacked, specifically targeting Chu Zhiyuan and Wang Jing. Chu Feng understood that the so-called “True Son of Earth” wanted to seize the Daoist Induction Breathing Technique.

A moment later, Chu Feng walked up to the Northeast Tiger and the others, examining their injuries and beginning to assist them.

He used his Banquet-Cloud level abilities to purify the entangled enemy energies within their bodies one by one, accelerating their recovery.

“Truly malicious!” Chu Feng murmured. While treating the Yellow Ox, he discovered a highly concentrated and peculiar yang energy within its severed arm. This had been deliberately left behind by the Calamity-Free Divine Physique to prevent bone healing and flesh regeneration.

He was certain that Zhou Shang possessed a secret technique from the Yang realm. When they had fought previously, Chu Feng had already felt the scorching heat of this surging yang energy.

With a light slap, Chu Feng forcefully expelled a ball of yang energy from the Yellow Ox’s body with a *puff*. Runes flickered, and it surged turbulently before he dispersed it with another palm strike.

Next, he approached the old grandmaster from Mount Wudang. The elder’s beard and hair were stained with blood, both arms were fractured, and there was a bloody hole in his ribs, almost as if he had been pierced through.

Fortunately, the remaining fragments of the Six Paths Reincarnation Pills had sustained his life, along with the great medicines Chu Feng had just brought back; otherwise, he would have been in grave danger.

“Who did this?” Chu Feng asked. He had always held the old grandmaster in high regard.

“Xu Chengxian, the Myriad-Star Physique, used his Star River Finger to pierce through and shatter the old grandmaster’s arms,” the old Lama interjected from the side. “At that time, King Leopard, King Pan…”

The old Lama, usually as calm as a still well, spoke up. But now, as he recounted the events of that day, genuine anger flared within him. During the Spirit Race’s siege, they had watched helplessly as their comrades fell and were killed, unable to intervene in time.

Grandmaster Wu Qifeng was relatively fortunate; he survived by relying on his profound strength. However, King Leopard and King Pan were both killed with a single palm strike, and even the Golden Old Lion that the old Lama had subdued died tragically, its body and spirit utterly destroyed.

Chu Feng’s heart filled with killing intent, and images of bloodshed flashed before his eyes. He longed to immediately strike out and annihilate all his enemies.

After a long while, the Great Black Ox sat up. Although he had been cut in half at the waist, his injuries were rapidly recovering today.

“Brother, this time we must go on a killing spree. These guys are utter scoundrels!” the Northeast Tiger exclaimed, his words carrying a Siberian accent. After Chu Feng dispersed the special energy within his broken spine, he could now walk freely and had recovered mostly.

He spoke indignantly, “Hundreds of evolutionist sects ganged up, each more arrogant than the last. They even wanted to take us as mounts! This Tiger Lord was enraged then, but I was no match and had my spine broken by someone from the Xilin Race.”

“The Xilin Race too?!” Chu Feng wanted to say that he had already wiped out the generation’s geniuses of the Xilin Race on the dead star with the black prison.

The Northeast Tiger explained, “There were only one or two young ones, not very powerful. But there was a group of old men, calling themselves ‘Dharma Protectors,’ all at the Plasticity realm. We were no match for them.”

Chu Feng learned about the situation one by one. Seeing that King Mastiff was missing a forelimb, he comforted him, “King Mastiff, don’t worry. During evolution, you’ll definitely be able to regenerate your limb.”

Finally, Chu Feng went to pay respects to King Leopard, King Pan, and others. There were now more graves on the island, a somber sight.

Chu Feng recalled the East-West War, the scene of the kings battling the Black Dragon King, the Arctic King, and Schiller at the foot of Mount Kunlun. Now, those who had shared hardships and fought side-by-side were gone, dead, a truly regrettable loss.

As time passed, the injuries of the group clearly improved. At the very least, walking was no longer an issue, and they no longer had to force themselves to operate the decaying large boat.

Then, with a wave of his hand, Chu Feng took out the fine wine, delicacies, and even tables and other items he had collected from the Penglai supply ship from his spatial bottle and set them up in front of the mountain gate.

The Great Black Ox immediately felt his craving for alcohol rise, shouting, “Excellent! We’ve been cooped up for so long, trapped on this island, unable to leave the mountains. It’s been ages since we had any wine or good food!”

Everyone was very happy; today was a joyous occasion.

Chu Feng personally prepared the White Elephant Demon, Green Snake Demon, Purple Mountain Goat, Wild Pheasant, and other creatures he had slain outside, either roasting or steaming them, and placed them on the dining table.

The group drank heartily, passing cups back and forth, greatly enjoying themselves. The dark clouds of suppression that had lingered for many days completely dispersed, and everyone relaxed.

Then, Chu Feng began to distribute the exotic fruits. They shimmered with colorful light and exuded a rich fragrance. These were the most precious gifts he had brought back this time, capable of promoting evolution!

However, by the end of the distribution, there was a slight awkwardness: for the Yellow Ox, Ouyang Feng, Old Black, and the group of great demons from Kunlun who all wished to reach the Banquet-Cloud level, there weren’t enough exotic fruits.

Originally, there had been plenty, but Young Lady Xi had taken a few for herself at the end, saving them as food.

What could Chu Feng say then? The girl from the Yang Realm had been incredibly generous, teaching him divine techniques and accompanying him on a journey of slaughter to find these exotic fruits. How could he not share them in the end, even though he needed them badly?

There were, however, quite a few exotic fruits suitable for the Free-Roaming and Contemplation levels.

“It’s fine, we’re weaker, so we’re not in a hurry to evolve,” King Horse said, then even called out to his daughter, telling her not to reach for the exotic fruits.

The group of great demons from Kunlun all began to decline.

“It’s fine, there’s enough,” Chu Feng said. “Everyone just needs to wait one more day!”

He thought of the Supreme Eight Trigrams Furnace terrain in Zijin Mountain, Jiangning. He could refine pills there. Not only could it elevate the medicinal efficacy by one level, but by breaking down and refining them into pills, even more people could evolve.

“Great!” the Great Black Ox exclaimed, delighted, and waved his hand domineeringly. “Originally, these could only help people evolve to the early Banquet-Cloud stage. But if we refine them into medicine now, they can be elevated by one level, giving us hope of evolving to the mid-Banquet-Cloud stage! At that point, we’ll be able to completely overwhelm many aliens in terms of cultivation!”

“Come on, let’s drink! After we evolve together, we’ll go beat those extraterrestrials and boil them for a good drink!”

“Exactly! Once our injuries are healed, we’ll evolve, seek revenge on those from beyond our realm, and turn the tables on them!”

The group’s spirits soared, and the depression that had weighed on their chests was completely swept away.

“Not just the aliens,” one of them added, “but also those lackeys from Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou! They’re utterly despicable, and they also besieged us. They should all be eliminated!”

At the mention of local enemies, the crowd became enraged. They deeply detested those native evolutionists who had colluded with forces from beyond their realm.