Chapter 376: Another Xuanwu Cave!

Chapter 376: Another Xuanwu Cave!

"Are you trying to kill me, you brat? Woof, woof, woof!" The despicable donkey landed hard, its rear hitting the ground with a thud. It angrily charged at Ling Feng, ready to retaliate.

Ling Feng quickly stepped aside and shouted, "Stop messing around, despicable donkey! I need you for something important!"

The donkey glared at Ling Feng with narrowed eyes and then complained, "Do you have any idea how hard it is to pick out treasures? You've ruined my mood completely!"

Lin Xian'er and Jiang Xiaofan stood dumbfounded.

A black donkey, standing upright like a human and talking just like one too!

Not only that, but this black donkey was adorned with a flower crown and a floral skirt, and its expressions were disturbingly human-like.

Was this donkey enlightened?

"B... Big Brother!" Jiang Xiaofan stammered, his eyes twitching. "A... A... A donkey!"

"Donkey, your ass!" The black donkey swung on its hooves and turned to face Jiang Xiaofan, gnashing its teeth. "You ignorant boy, I am a divine donkey! If you call me a donkey again, I'll give you a face full of gold!"

As it spoke, it even turned its rear end towards him, flicking its tail, and wore an expression that could only be described as outrageously shameless.

Jiang Xiaofan's face twitched, silently questioning how someone as serious as his big brother ended up with such a despicable donkey...

Lin Xian'er, with her broader knowledge, suspected that this strange donkey might be Ling Feng's spirit pet. Still, she wondered how Ling Feng, of all people, ended up with a donkey as his spirit pet. What had he been thinking?

"Ling Feng, why did you summon a donkey?" Lin Xian'er asked, completely speechless as she observed the scene.

"Woof!" The despicable donkey barked again. It hated being called a donkey and immediately turned its anger towards Lin Xian'er.

"Alright, enough, despicable donkey. I have something serious to discuss with you," Ling Feng intervened, stepping in front of the donkey and directing its gaze to the Xuanwu Wall. "You claim to be a divine beast. Surely you recognize the aura of the Xuanwu?"

"Xuanwu?" The black donkey's eyes narrowed as it stared at the Xuanwu Wall. It initially looked puzzled but then its expression turned unusually serious.

"Indeed, this is the Xuanwu Cave, a sacred place of the spirit tortoise clan."

"Fine! You win this time!" The donkey fumed, glaring at Ling Feng. "One it is!"

With that, the despicable donkey swished its tail and turned to Jiang Xiaofan. It grabbed Jiang Xiaofan's right hand with its hooves while focusing intently. A drop of blood seeped from one of Jiang Xiaofan's fingertips.

In an instant, the drop of blood shot toward the Xuanwu Wall. A brilliant light burst forth, and the wall split open, revealing a swirling vortex-like portal. It quickly sucked everyone inside.

...

Meanwhile...

Gu Tengfeng and Yun Yiyi retraced their steps through the tunnels and emerged back at Xuanwu Village.

The village was still in ruins and resembled a scene from hell.

"Captain, what do we do now?" Yun Yiyi asked nervously, clearly uneasy with the surroundings.

Gu Tengfeng sighed, regretting bringing Yun Yiyi along. He hadn't anticipated this level of destruction.

Yun Yiyi had volunteered, hoping to help Jiang Xiaofan and share some of his burden. Losing her father at a young age had given her a sense of shared sorrow with Jiang Xiaofan.

"We need to look for clues," Gu Tengfeng said after a moment's thought. "The Demon-Masked Man might still be around. If we can't find any leads, we shouldn't waste more time here."

Gu Tengfeng pondered and then added, "Let's search near the forest outside the village. The Demon-Masked Man often retreats to the forest after slaughtering villages to refine essence and blood for his demonic arts. The area with the strongest scent of blood should give us some clues and might even lead us to him."

"How do we find the scent of blood?" Yun Yiyi asked, blinking in confusion.

Humans weren’t demonic beasts. Even the strongest martial artists couldn’t track by scent like demonic beasts.

"I've already thought of that."

Gu Tengfeng formed a hand seal, causing the air to ripple. A moment later, a yellow dog at the height of half a grown man emerged from a space within his pact.

"This is my spirit pet, the demon hound, Duke!"