Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 207 The Land of Debauchery 10

The moment the wolf king was beheaded, the formation dissolved itself, and several people collapsed on the ground due to exhaustion, unable to move. However, the wolf pack was already terrified, and without the wolf king giving orders, the many second-level gray wolves did not obey each other and retreated.

The people who survived the catastrophe again were breathing heavily. Wang Qiye was lying there, laughing foolishly a few times, and turned his head to look at the others. Senior Brother Wan Qing looked fine, and at this moment he still had the energy to kill the black wind wolf that had rushed here in a panic. Ouyang Changfeng was doing his old job again, peeling the skin of the wolf king. Zhu Dachang had collapsed on the ground and fainted. Gao Youmo was better, with several circles of gauze wrapped around his abdomen, and was meditating at the moment. The rest of the people were in good condition and were on guard at the side.

"Thank you for your hard work this time."

Wan Qing came to Wang Qiye, sat on the ground, and handed him a porcelain bottle. This was the heart blood that had just been extracted from the black wolf's corpse.

"I didn't expect there were so many Black Wind Wolves. I almost died. Haha——"

Wang Qiye took it and put it into his storage bag. The purpose of coming to the evil land this time was finally achieved.

"Sword Intent?"

Wan Qing glanced at him again and asked uncertainly.

"Ah."

Wang Qiye nodded. At this moment, he was still immersed in the danger just now, especially the feeling of sweeping the world with the sword intent, which made him even more obsessed.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother." Wan Qing smiled and congratulated him sincerely. "Not many people at this age can comprehend the sword's meaning."

"It seems that the tempering between life and death is the fastest way to become proficient. I originally thought that I would have to wait for five to ten years, but I didn't expect that when my life was hanging by a thread, as my swordsmanship improved, I actually developed the sword spirit."

Wang Qiye raised his right hand and looked around, feeling truly amazed.

"This is also inseparable from your usual hard training. Without a sword heart, how can you produce sword fruit?" Wan Qing's eyes were full of admiration, without much envy, because he himself had also touched the threshold of Feng Yi, and was just one step away from the final victory.

"If you had come later, I'm afraid this newly born sword fruit would have been drowned in the wolf pack." Wang Qiye sighed. Hearing the news in the morning, he may die in the evening. The world is really unpredictable.

"Can you still move?" Wan Qing asked tentatively as he looked at the powerful way he spoke.

"Even if we play for another two hours, that's no problem."

"Then get up and lend a hand. While there are no third-level monsters coming, let's go clean up that mountain of wolf corpses. Time waits for no one. If a third-level monster comes, we will have to leave quickly."

Wan Qing stood up and patted his butt.

"We still have several patients here. If the third-level monster comes, we won't be able to set up a large formation."

Wang Qiye was surprised. Now that he had the things, shouldn’t he run away immediately?

"It doesn't matter. There is too much food. The third-level monsters that come will not chase after us."

Wan Qing seemed to be experienced in this kind of thing.

"Okay, let's go there quickly. I just remembered that there are quite a few corpses of second-level monsters there." Wang Qiye also stood up and followed.

A few people threw the pig intestines randomly somewhere and didn't care about them anymore. Now everyone was involved in looting the mountain of corpses made up of the Black Wind Wolves. Even Zi Yan and Shuang Hua could not bear the blood and joined in.

Because there were too many wolf corpses, everyone became picky. For the first-level wolf corpses with too big wounds, only the bones were taken, and the skin was not wanted. For the second-level wolf corpses, it was worth everyone to peel off the wolf skin, so that they could get some blood and sell it, and then remove the wolf bones. As for the wolf meat, there was no time to prepare it now. Everyone was racing against time, just to be the fastest. Even the old master Ouyang Changfeng, the wolf bones he picked out were full of residues, and there was no time for him to polish his skills. But he was worthy of being a master, and he processed the fastest among the crowd. At this time, everyone was no longer able to distinguish which were the first-level bones and which were the second-level bones. They were all mixed together, and they first earned the spirit stone.

Holding the water stopper, Wang Qiye skillfully dissected a black wind wolf, took out its bones, put them in the storage bag, and then dissected another one. As the number of dissections increased, his hands became more and more flexible, and there were more and more wolf bones in the storage bag. He only chose those first-level black wind wolves to dissect, and sometimes even if he encountered small wounds, he would only take the bones. There was no other way, skinning was a delicate job, and now he didn't have time to practice slowly.

"Walk."

Wan Qing greeted everyone with satisfaction. The Wolf Corpse Mountain had only been demolished halfway, but they had to leave now. It was not because the third-level monster had arrived, but because everyone's storage bags were full.

If anyone has a storage bag that can still hold some, Ouyang Changfeng will immediately dissect another one. There is no other way, he is too old to do that.

Even if they turned it over again, they would definitely find a second-level wolf corpse, but everyone stood up, just took a reluctant look, picked up the pig intestines, and ran towards the place where the horse was hidden.

At night, everyone found a temporary camp and went in, and only then did they truly breathe a sigh of relief.

Everyone had a smile on their face. Wang Qiye took out a big pot and leisurely picked out the edible monster bones.

"Another pot of demon bone soup?"

Ouyang Changfeng came over and smiled foolishly.

"Of course, why don't you come with me to find some wild vegetables?"

Wang Qiye didn't even raise his head, his spiritual consciousness kept searching in the storage bag, picked out another piece of monster bone and threw it into the big pot.

"I was helping Miss Shuanghua make the monster meat stew, and Miss Ziyan did it for me."

Ouyang Changfeng's face was filled with a bright smile, as if it was covered with honey.

"Hey."

Wang Qiye sighed. He didn't expect this guy to be so obsessed. He didn't know how much he had done to Zi Yan to get her to leave. If he didn't wake him up now, he would be misled forever.

"Do you know that they both came from Qinghu Peak?"

"I know. Miss Shuanghua told me that it is also our Lingxi Valley, a famous blessed land and cave."

Ouyang Changfeng said nonchalantly, presumably he had heard a little about the Qinghu Peak.

"Then do you know that their masters are willing to climb into my bed and personally offer a large amount of spiritual stones every month just for a flash of Lingxi?"

"Wang Qiye, I know you are lucky. If I were also a flash of Lingxi, wouldn't I also have this romantic encounter?"

Ouyang Changfeng hadn't understood the meaning of the words yet, and a look of envy appeared on his face.

"But their masters are only willing to follow me for a hundred years."

Wang Qiye's expression did not change, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

Ouyang Changfeng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no sound came out. The light on his face gradually dimmed, and along with his head, it also dropped.

"As long as you have the strength, there will be no shortage of women in Qinghu Peak."

Wang Qiye patted him on the shoulder. He didn't know if he had listened, but he didn't raise his head again. He ignored him and picked up the large iron pot that already had many monster bones, and walked towards Shuanghua.

"Come on, uncle, let me help you."

Shuanghua put down the stick with which she was stirring the broth and came over to help.

"That's up to you."

Wang Qiye enjoyed his free time, so he didn't care about it anymore.

When everyone came back and brought back fresh wild vegetables, the meat broth and bone broth were also cooked with fragrance. Only a handful of salt was sprinkled on the bone broth, and wild vegetables, potatoes, vermicelli were added to the meat broth... When it was boiling again, everyone was drooling with greed.

This might be the most sumptuous meal everyone had in this place, and everyone was happily chatting while eating. Even Ouyang Changfeng had recovered at this moment, and was talking and laughing while eating.

Leaving the demonic land, coupled with the joy of harvest, made everyone happy. When Wang Qiye took out the jar of black scale wheat brew from the storage bag, the atmosphere reached a climax. Only when they dared to return, they drank heartily and relaxed their minds.

"Come on, let's celebrate in advance. Drink as much as you can, and drink less if you can't!"

"cheers!"

Ouyang Changfeng shouted loudly, as if to vent his anger, and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp. As if he was still not satisfied, he grabbed a jar of wine that someone had placed on the ground, tilted his head back and drank it down in one gulp.

Wang Qiye saw this but didn't try to stop him. "Maybe it would be better to let him get drunk." Thinking this, he drank up the wine in the bowl.

"Those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future. I, Pig Dachang, am the chosen one!"

Zhu Dachang had recovered by now. His feet were still wrapped in thick gauze, but he insisted on jumping onto a stone block, shouting hard, as if to prove something. He held the jar of wine in his arms and drank it down.

"You don't know how dangerous it was. The second-level gray wolf had already bitten my neck. When I kicked it away, the scratches on my neck have not disappeared yet."

Senior Brother Zhao pointed at his neck and tilted his head back to drink the wine in his bowl.

Wang Qiye looked around and saw Gao Youmo and Wan Qing drinking together. At first, they were drinking from bowls, but they dropped the bowls. They each brought out a basin from somewhere and continued drinking. Later, when the wine in the basin was gone, they dropped the basins, picked up two jars of wine and started drinking again.

"Sir, please have another bowl."

Shuanghua's face was red at the moment, and it was not known whether it was because she had run out of alcohol or for some other reason. She came to Wang Qiye with a bowl of wine.

"If you can't drink, drink less."

Wang Qiye took it and had just finished a bowl of stew. He felt thirsty, so he tilted his head back and drank the bowl of wine in one gulp.

……

Looking at the people falling to the ground, Wang Qiye took out the formation box from the storage bag and put it on the ground. He then took out a spirit stone and put it into the groove of the warning formation. Only after seeing a flash of light did he dare to fall asleep.