Chapter 227 - Jishui River
This time, Su Zimo was no longer running aimlessly.
There was only one place to escape from the blood-eyed crows’ surveillance.
Jishui River!
Blood-eyed crows were Foundation Establishment spirit demons after all. They did not have Inner Cores and could not internalize their breathings. As such, they naturally could not dive into Jishui River.
Su Zimo was different.
He had both immortality and demonic cultivations. Although he did not have an Inner Core, he could use his spirit energy to form a protective barrier and repel water.
The map indicated that Jishui River ran through the entire territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
No one knew where Jishui River began and ended – the map did not indicate it as well.
The moment it arrived before Su Zimo, the Green Armored Crocodile opened its massive mouth without a second thought and devoured Su Zimo as a whole with ease alongside the river water.
Su Zimo stood inside the Green Armored Crocodile’s mouth. Even though he seemed incomparably small, he was extremely calm.
Just as the lower jaw of the Green Armored Crocodile was about to close, Su Zimo drew out his supreme-grade flying sword again and activated the four spirit patterns on it. He said with a cold voice, “You better not move!”
At that moment, Night Spirit extended its claws and tapped its paws gently on the tongue of the Green Armored Crocodile.
It did not use much strength but the Green Armored Crocodile’s tongue was already bleeding.
“Listen to me now!”
Standing in the Green Armored Crocodile’s mouth, Su Zimo said slowly, “Swim down along with Jishui River. I’m going to borrow your stomach for the time being.”
“Once my body recovers, I’ll leave. Besides, I promise I won’t harm your life!”
The Green Armored Crocodile had already cultivated to a spirit demon level and had gained sentience.
Su Zimo believed that it would definitely understand his words.
Indeed, after a momentary hesitation, the Green Armored Crocodile nodded its head.
That was a good choice.
It could either believe in Su Zimo…
Or it could die right away!
Hugging Night Spirit, Su Zimo slid down the Green Armored Crocodile’s throat into its stomach.
At the same time, he crushed the protective talisman given to him by Leng Rou.
A barrier of light surrounded Su Zimo.
Even though it was slightly smelly in the Green Armored Crocodile’s stomach, it was a place undisturbed by anyone – it was the perfect hiding ground for him to calm down and recuperate in peace!
If Su Zimo were to hug Night Spirit and continue flowing down Jishui River, he would have no time to recuperate.
This arrangement was killing two birds with one stone.
Su Zimo intended to stay in the Green Armored Crocodile’s stomach for the time being. After he and Night Spirit’s injuries were healed, he would leave and return to shore.
Shaking its head and tail, the Green Armored Crocodile disappeared from where it was, swimming down the river.
…
Three days later.
A large number of blood-eyed crows circled above Jishui River, densely packed and covering the skies.
Peng Fei and the other cultivators who had participated in the Dongling Valley battle stood by the shore. They looked at the surging river with a terrible expression, remaining silent.
Before they set off, they had ten Golden Cores.
Now, they were only left with six.
Peng Fei’s face was slightly pale. He seemed to be seriously injured and had rushed over before he could recover.
The number of Foundation Establishment Cultivators had decreased by half as well.
“Caw… caw!”
Before long, an ear-piercing screech could be heard from the distant horizon.
All the blood-eyed crows paused for a moment and split into two sides in the skies, as though they were welcoming a powerful existence!
Before long, a gigantic, pitch black Blood Crow King sped over.
On its back was a middle-aged man dressed in blood colored robes. Hands behind his back, his face was thin and his eyes were gloomy.
“Greetings, Palace Lord!”
The masses of Blood Crow Palace knelt on the ground hurriedly, lowering their heads and shivering from head to toe – none of them dared to make eye contact with the Palace Lord.
Gritting his teeth, Peng Fei bolstered his courage and said, “Palace Lord, what happened was…”
Peng Fei recounted everything that had happened in Dongling Valley.
In reality, none of them saw how Yu Fei died.
That was also the most confusing part of the entire situation!
If Yu Fei did not die, the young master would not have died as well with the protection of a Golden Core spirit demon.