My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me

Shi Qingfeng pushed his Protective Magical Treasure to its absolute limit before leading the group into the cave.

That cultivator may have been greedy, but he was by no means a coward. A coward wouldn’t have participated in this Contest for the Nine Marvels. To frighten him into such a state, the scene inside the cave must have been truly extraordinary.

Just a few steps into the cave, the group was hit by the thick stench of blood.

The smell was so strong it even overpowered the unique, foul odor of the Demons within the cave.

"This much blood... it’s not from just one or two dead Cultivators."

A Cultivator said in a hushed voice.

There is a significant difference between the blood of a Cultivator and that of a Demon. Golden Core Cultivators have already undergone Fasting and use their Magical Power to temper their physical bodies. As a result, their blood carries a unique, sweet fragrance. Even long after it has left the body, this fragrance lingers, merely mixed with the stench of decay.

The blood of a Demon, on the other hand, is rank and foul, sometimes even nauseatingly putrid.

After rounding several bends, they finally saw the bodies. A full fifteen corpses were piled in the cave in various positions.

Their bodies were covered in a crisscrossing web of bite marks. Their Dantians and skulls had been ripped open, their brains and Golden Cores missing.

Although the Golden Core Cultivators were worldly and experienced, it was the first time they had seen such gruesome corpses. They couldn’t help but feel a grim sense of kinship with the dead.

"What kind of Demon is this? How could it be so savage!"

someone exclaimed.

Among the Golden Core Cultivators present, quite a few had experience dealing with Demons.

"This doesn’t look like the work of a Demon. The flesh and blood of a Golden Core Cultivator is a potent Miracle Elixir to a Demon. I’d say these bodies have been dead for three or four days. If a Demon had done this, there wouldn’t be any flesh left on these corpses. Even the bones would have been chewed to bits."

"Three or four days? Doesn’t that mean they met their end not long after entering the Nine Marvels Small Realm?"

Most Golden Core Cultivators had keen Spiritual Senses, and some were already starting to feel a sense of foreboding.

"It probably wasn’t infighting. What kind of team starts fighting amongst themselves right after entering the Small Realm?"

"Could it be an Outer Celestial Demon?"

"This person is from the Direct Lineage of the Yuejiang Han Family. I once sparred with him, and his Power was greater than mine. But looking at his corpse, I’m afraid he was killed before he could even use a tenth of his family’s Saber Technique."

The more possibilities the group eliminated, the more chilled to the bone they became.

The Central Continent was vast, but not so vast for disciples of the Major Sects like them. The identities of many of the corpses had already been recognized.

The Power of the deceased was not much different from their own; some were even stronger.

Shi Qingfeng raised his hand, silencing everyone present.

"I suspect that the vile creature that attacked our fellow Daoists most likely snuck in with the participants of the Contest for the Nine Marvels."

Although Shi Qingfeng said he suspected it, he was almost certain in his heart.

’The vile creature that caused the deaths of these fellow Daoists must be the source of the unease and sense of foreboding that’s been plaguing me.’

As he spoke, he used his Magical Power to levitate a corpse out of the pile.

The expression frozen on the corpse’s face was one of agony and ferocity, looking no different from the others. But when Shi Qingfeng sliced the corpse’s head open vertically, he discovered a hair-raising fact.

Something had been lurking inside the skull, and it had broken through the top of the cranium from the inside out.

"C-could it be that all these corpses died the same way?"

someone said, trembling with fear. The more vigilant Cultivators had already begun to warily put distance between themselves and the others around them.

"No, only this corpse died this way. The skulls of the others were all broken by an external force."

Shi Qingfeng spoke, and ignoring the filth, he cut open a few more of the corpses’ heads. Their skulls had indeed been brutally clawed open by an external force. When the vile creature removed their brains, it had even left scratch marks on the inner walls of their skulls.

"We must leave this place at once," Shi Qingfeng said, placing the parasite-infested corpse into his Storage Bag as evidence. "We need to contact our other fellow Daoists and face this vile creature that has suddenly appeared together."

"No one is to act alone. You must form groups of three," he then added meaningfully.

Some of the bolder Cultivators were displeased. They had come here to use the Nine Marvelous Creation Qi to break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

There are Cultivators who burn, kill, and plunder just for the sake of Core Formation.

Without the protection of a Golden Core Pill, Core Formation has a fifty percent chance of resulting in the Pill’s destruction and the cultivator’s death, yet countless Cultivators still throw themselves into secluded cultivation for it.

Although most of them were afraid of this vile creature, they were unwilling to give up the chance to fight for the Nine Marvelous Creation Qi.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, aren’t you being a bit too cautious? Perhaps this vile creature only managed a surprise attack in this narrow cave, which is why our fellow Daoists died without any time to react. If we raise our guard and don’t let it get close, it might not be a threat at all."

Seeing a teammate dare to oppose her senior brother, Zhou Aoshuang was about to scold him but was stopped by Shi Qingfeng, who placed a hand on her.

Shi Qingfeng glanced at the Golden Core Cultivator who had spoken. He couldn’t tell if this person was also infested by the vile creature, or if he was simply unwilling to give up on the Nine Marvelous Creation Qi:

"Of course we’re not giving up on the Nine Marvelous Creation Qi. It’s just that as long as this vile creature is on the loose, no one can be at ease. Besides, the Nine Marvelous Creation Qi in this Demon Nest is missing. Only we Cultivators can go about Refining it, so that creature must be carrying the Nine Marvelous Creation Qi with it. When the time comes, we can eliminate the evil and seize the Qi. Wouldn’t that be the best of both worlds?"

He was eloquent and persuasive, and he quickly dispelled his teammates’ objections.

Once they were all on the same page, Shi Qingfeng led everyone out of the cave. One Cultivator was about to take flight but was immediately stopped by Shi Qingfeng.

"Conceal your auras and fly low."

The team of Golden Core Cultivators had no choice but to carefully conceal their auras and travel ten zhang above the ground, not flying at full speed and emitting a dazzling Tunneling Light as they had before.

Upon entering the Nine Marvels Small Realm, if auras are not linked, a group’s entry point is randomly assigned.

However, the Nine Marvels Sect did not open the Nine Marvels Small Realm for Cultivators to slaughter one another. Therefore, different teams are intentionally separated to prevent them from falling into immediate conflict upon entry.

The Flying Spirit Sect was a Central Continent Major Sect. Over tens of thousands of years, they had accumulated knowledge generation by generation, allowing them to draw a complete map of the Nine Marvels Small Realm.

Shi Qingfeng decided to fly toward the center of the Nine Marvels Small Realm.

The Divinity Transformation Cultivators of the Flying Spirit Sect usually transported the strongest team in the entire Contest for the Nine Marvels there.

’If we can meet up with the teams of Yin Yan, Feng Sun, Feng Yue, or Xiang Dingtian, we should be able to turn the tables and hunt these vile creatures.’

Shi Qingfeng suddenly thought of Yang Jing, whom he had met on the Flying Boat. He then shook his head. ’When Cultivators cooperate, the effect is far greater than the sum of its parts.’

’Although Yang Jing’s Power is great, within the Nine Marvels Small Realm, he’s no match for Feng Sun and Feng Yue working together. I’m even completely confident that with the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Mirror and the cooperation of my team, I could suppress Yang Jing.’

’I hope we find Feng Sun and Feng Yue. The two of them together should be the strongest fighting force among all the teams.’

A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, but he never expected a bloodcurdling scream to suddenly erupt from within his team.

A Cultivator clutched his stomach in despair. His Golden Core had been ripped out by some vile creature before he even had a chance to react.

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