How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 172: Butterfly Transformation, Wolf Attack

Hu Fu, Lin Xiaosu, and Little Monk Liao Ran.

It was unclear whether Little Monk Liao Ran’s calmness stemmed from his youthful age and ignorance of fear or something else, but he was not panicking at all. He took an incense stick out of his alms bag, and lit it directly with a windproof lighter.

This incense was different from the one before; it was entirely black.

Once lit, a stream of black smoke rose from the tip of the incense, enveloping his little head. Several butterflies fluttered towards him, but as soon as they touched the black smoke, they tumbled away in retreat.

Hu Fu’s eyes lit up: "Little baldy, can you give us one of your incense sticks?"

"Amitabha, my master said we monks only receive alms; we cannot be benefactors..."

"Damn it! You monks are supposed to be compassionate, and now you’re watching us die without helping?" Hu Fu was furious.

"Is the benefactor going to die?" asked Liao Ran, his voice crisp amid the swirling dust.

"You think you can see me die, Old Hu? You’re too early..." Hu Fu extended his hand and a folding fan appeared in it. With a gentle flick, the butterflies that had flown to his front were sent tumbling away.

Li Sisi’s eyes shone; this move was very cool.

Lin Xiaosu’s eyes also gleamed faintly. The flick of the fan fit his flirtatious manner quite well; indeed, it was cool, but was it just cool? He faintly saw that the fan created layers upon layers of airflow, like a thousand rolling waves.

What kind of cultivation technique was this?

It was rather extraordinary.

A voice from behind them warned, "Brother Su, be careful!"

It was Dawa’s voice.

Before the voice fell, there was a light sound, and a vast sphere of butterflies appeared next to Lin Xiaosu, with hundreds of butterflies surrounding him.

Hu Fu yelled, "Little baldy, it seems I won’t die anytime soon, but Brother Su seems to be in trouble. Is your incense really..."

With a whoosh, Lin Xiaosu moved his feet and leaped over the flower bed in front of him. Hundreds of butterflies fluttered amidst the flowers, not even brushing the hem of his garment.

"Not bad, Brother Su!" Hu Fu laughed out loud, but his laughter stopped abruptly.

This was because, almost in an instant, the entire valley was densely covered with butterflies.

At first, there were a dozen or so, then a climax occurred around Lin Xiaosu with hundreds all at once, and now, the whole valley was filled with them, possibly in the tens of thousands...

"Move quickly through!" Professor Yin shouted loudly and started running.

The four people beside him also started running together.

Since they all wore masks and gloves, the butterflies could not come into contact with their skin.

As they ran, bushes scattered, butterflies scattered, and the scene became instantly chaotic.

Little baldy also dashed off, with a cloud of black smoke above his head.

With the folding fan in Hu Fu’s hand, Lin Xiaosu witnessed the true power of the fan. Layers of airflow filled the space, and the butterflies around him were completely cleared away.

Lin Xiaosu, however, had neither exotic incense nor a folding fan. All he had was his movement technique.

Relying solely on his movement technique, he wove in and out among countless butterflies, always spotting the breakthrough. When there was no breaking through, his hand would move and he’d pull off a leafy branch, sweeping away the butterflies like a broom.

The journey was exceedingly perilous, but of course, it only appeared so.

To Lin Xiaosu, this was merely child’s play.

His Rejuvenation Skill was most proficient at detoxifying; these butterflies posed no lethal threat to him. But to avoid standing out too much, he still chose to dodge their sharp edges, even if it meant exposing his skills, because beginning this path, his skills would ultimately have to be revealed.

Because it wasn’t genuinely perilous, he had the leisure to pay attention to his companions.

Professor Yin, at the age of fifty, was leading at the front.

Li Sisi, with her frail feminine frame, easily crossed a deep ditch in front of her, already affirming their status as Genetic People.

Dawa, who seemed to have the least presence, garnered the most attention from Lin Xiaosu. She was truly amazing.

Trees would fall wherever the butterflies approached her.

And they would die upon falling to the ground.

With his Heavenly Tao Wisdom Eye discerning the minutest details, Lin Xiaosu could not detect any sign of her making a move.

Could this be the legendary "realm"?

Entering her domain, one dies instantly!

The butterflies died upon entry, but what about people?

About half an hour later, they burst out of the valley, and ahead of them was a cliff. The butterflies finally stopped chasing.

The two graduate students sat down on the ground with pale faces and sweat pouring down behind their masks.

But the situation for Little Monk Liao Ran was entirely different.

His head was black.

Uniformly black, as if he were a porcelain monk sprinkled evenly with black ash.

He extinguished the incense in his hand, looking cheerfully at everyone with his teeth shining white, looking a bit like a black man.

"What’s with your incense that it turned you like this?" Hu Fu was very interested in the little monk’s incense.

Indeed, the incense was very peculiar; once lit, the butterflies stayed away, the mountain breeze didn’t scatter it, and the black smoke cloaked his head. In just half an hour, it had smoked him into looking like a black man.

"It’s nothing!" Liao Ran wiped his face.

With this wipe, everyone laughed. His face, no longer uniformly black, was now a smudged mess...

"I’m asking if you’re okay? What I’m asking is..." Hu Fu’s words halted once again.

He suddenly looked up...

So did Lin Xiaosu...

Whoosh!

A gust of mountain wind rose, and more than a dozen dark figures leaped down from the hillside, revealing themselves to be wolves!

"Kill!" Professor Yin shouted, catching a wolf by its front leg and tossing it gently, sending the wolf tumbling down the cliff. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

Li Sisi gave a small kick, and a wolf that had pounced towards her thundered away, falling into the valley.

The two graduate students by her side were just rubbing their eyes when they suddenly saw the dark shadows flying all over, almost dropping their glasses.

Just when a wolf’s claws were about to touch one of the graduate students, a bare hand appeared out of nowhere and lightly patted the wolf’s forehead. There was no sound, no vibration, and the wolf fell silently to the ground.

Lin Xiaosu’s hand moved, and his dagger sliced through the air, sending a wolf’s head flying.

His Heavenly Tao Wisdom Eye pierced through the chaotic battlefield, firmly locking on to the wolf carcass that died at Dawa’s hands. It seemed like an illusion, but he felt the wolf had suddenly become much thinner. Its eyes were wide open, devoid of any life force. The wolf died in an instant, but its death under her hands seemed to traverse through an extended period of time.

His heart trembled uncontrollably...

What kind of Cultivation Technique was this?

It could apparently extract the life force of a living being in an instant...

With a light flick of his foot, the wolf carcass he was focused on tumbled down the cliff. Dawa looked up and shouted, "Brother Su, be careful!"

Whoosh!

Behind him, a wolf pounced out from the bushes. Lin Xiaosu did a somersault to avoid it, lifted his foot, and thump!

That wolf followed the others, falling off the cliff.

Beside him, with the unfolding of a folding fan, a strange gust of wind swept past Lin Xiaosu’s ear, and another wolf plunged down.

It was Hu Fu.

It had to be said, the way he made his move was somewhat cool...

And the little monk, he was the coolest one. As a wolf pounced at him from behind, he actually sat down, and did so very timely, allowing the wolf to fly right over his head and fall off the cliff...

While he sat cross-legged, he spoke his classic four words: Amitabha.

With Hu Fu’s stylish kick, the last wolf fell off the cliff, and the wolf menace on top of the cliff was completely resolved.

And down in the hundred-meter-deep valley below, several dying howls of wolves could be heard.

Under normal circumstances, the likelihood of wolves dying from a fall isn’t high, but to disregard the height and speak of common sense would be nonsensical; a hundred-meter-high cliff over jagged rocks below, any creature falling down would die—except those with wings.

It was not surprising that wolves died from the fall.

But in Lin Xiaosu’s eyes, there was a mystery.

Not all these wolves died from the fall or injuries.

The wolf that Dawa kicked off the cliff looked as if it had been dead for several months the moment it dropped.

Li Sisi took three kicks, and wherever she kicked, the bones in that part would not remain intact.

Professor Yin only made two moves, and while they seemed gentle, the bones where he grabbed must have surely broken.

Hu Fu struck quite a lot, and the wolves that died at his hands were perhaps the most tragically, for his strength was very peculiar, layer upon layer, breaking the wolves’ bones to pieces.

Only one wolf genuinely died from the fall, the one that crossed over Little Monk Liao Ran’s head without any injuries, its body still intact before hitting the valley floor...

This was very interesting!

The most interesting point was that everyone seemed to be deliberately concealing their abilities.

They threw the wolves off the cliff, not seeming to want others to probe into the abnormality of the wolf carcasses, especially Dawa.

The wolves were already dead, yet she still seemingly nonchalantly kicked the wolf carcass off the cliff.

Thus, after an assault by more than a dozen wolves, in the end, only half a wolf carcass remained on the cliff.

Oh no, just half!

The wolf’s head was gone, only its body remained.

This was the one that died at Lin Xiaosu’s hand.

Probably the one with the most ordinary death.

Its head was chopped off.

"The sky is no longer bright; let’s spend the night here," suggested Hu Fu.

Professor Yin looked at the sky and nodded lightly: "That seems good!"

Lin Xiaosu chuckled: "It looks like we won’t have to gnaw on compressed biscuits tonight; instead, we’ll have roasted wolf meat."

Li Sisi laughed: "I was wondering why you insisted on leaving a wolf carcass. You had this idea from the start."

"This is actually why I didn’t care too much about preparing supplies for the mountain trek," Lin Xiaosu picked up the wolf carcass, "Old Hu, shall we go clean it by the stream?"

Hu Fu stood up and circled around Liao Ran twice: "Little monk, let’s go together."

Liao Ran looked at the bloody wolf carcass with his face, already tinged by smoke, turning genuinely discolored, and his eyes slammed shut: "Amitabha..."

Hu Fu laughed heartily: "We’ll eat wolf meat tonight; you can go begging. If you dare to beg, we will surely give!"

Li Sisi and Dawa exchanged glances and shook their heads simultaneously.

Li Sisi sighed softly: "This Hu playboy seems a bit unfriendly towards Liao Ran."

And even less friendly matters were yet to come.

That evening, the campfire was lit, and wolf meat was roasted.

The tantalizing aroma of the meat permeated the cliff.

The little monk sat alone eight zhang away, nibbling on compressed biscuits. He could avoid the people, and he could avoid eating, but he had to breathe; the air was filled with the fragrance of meat...

Lin Xiaosu looked at the lonely figure, his gaze somewhat peculiar.

"Hey, don’t send meat over to him, that would tempt him to break his precepts," Dawa’s voice reached his ears.

"I think it’s a bit cruel, all of us adults eating meat here while a child recites sutras over there," replied Lin Xiaosu.

"That’s his world; do not easily shatter someone else’s world."

Lin Xiaosu’s gaze shifted towards her: "What about you? Do you have your own world?"

"..." Dawa did not answer, her mouth was filled with wolf meat.

Two or three zhang away from them, Hu Fu approached Li Sisi: "Sisi, do you see? Dawa isn’t so much like a dumb gourd anymore, she’s whispering to her Brother Su."

"So?" Li Sisi’s eyebrows raised sharply.

"I think we can also talk about life..."

"Here’s one word for you!"

"’Yes’ or ’OK’, right?"

"Scram!"

Hu Fu’s playfulness was swept away by the mountain breeze, and he came with a moan: "Sisi, can’t you see that I possess the Buddha root, with boundless prospects?"

Li Sisi moved to the side, stood up, swiftly set up her tent, and crawled inside.

Hu Fu attempted to see if he could enter and chat about life, but the look Li Sisi gave him was somewhat cold...

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