236: Chapter 236 Jun Chen is forced to unleash a killing spree

"I thought it would be fast, but I didn't expect it to be this fast."

Yue Lan swallowed hard, while Long Ze and Mo Yuan lowered their eyes, feeling a sense of humiliation.

Especially Long Ze; he had just been trading blows with this giant python for quite some time, yet now, Zhushou had ended the battle in just a moment.

A tiny body, monstrous power.

And what shocked them most was that Zhushou, with its tiny body, was dragging the giant python by its tail toward them; the scene looked terrifying no matter how they viewed it.

"Zhushou!"

Feng Yange called out quickly. Zhushou stopped, tilted its head to look at its Mistress, its eyes clear. "Mistress, I won, I want to eat meat."

"Leave that kind of thing to those old fogies." Feng Yange beckoned to Zhushou. She was afraid that the others would have their dignity hurt by Zhushou. However, Zhushou was a Chaos Beast, and its abilities remained unknown to this day—it grew stronger when facing stronger opponents.

"What are you all standing around for? Slice it up! Do you still want to eat meat or not?" Sword urged. The Sword Spirit Seniors looked at the Snake Beast they had chopped into several pieces, then at the giant python Zhushou had killed. A hundred Swords were unleashed at once; the scene was bloody yet harmonious.

Zhushou wagged its tail like a dog. Feng Yange reached out and stroked its furry head. "Zhushou, do you want to play here? This Great Secret Realm has many prey."

"Mistress, can I kill anything I set my eyes on?"

Zhushou's eyes sparkled with little stars—meat, Mistress was letting it order from the menu.

"Of course, you can hunt whatever you like, but you must notify us."

Zhushou's eyes instantly dimmed. "Mistress, why don't I have a storage ring? Even Dark Spirit, as ugly as it is, has one."

"Zhushou, who are you calling ugly!"

Dark Spirit roared, so angry that it drilled out of the space, anxiously circling on Feng Yange's shoulder. It dared to be angry, but upon meeting Zhushou's fierce glare, it instantly wilted.

"Zhushou, don't be Life Qi. It's not that I wouldn't give you one; I thought you didn't need it." Feng Yange exchanged for a storage ring and put it around Zhushou's neck like a collar. Zhushou wagged its tail, incredibly happy.

"Mistress, I will hunt lots of prey for you." Zhushou roared angrily at Dark Spirit. "Don't just stand there, follow me!"

"Dengdeng!"

Dark Spirit shouted hurriedly. Zhushou had already vanished, so Dark Spirit chased after it, afraid that Zhushou would beat it up.

Dengdeng turned into a cluster of flames and disappeared. Feng Yange watched these guys, her eyes full of doting affection. This was no different from raising children, except she didn't have to carry them, and they were all powerful.

"A-Chen, wake up."

Mo Yuan patted Jun Chen's face, his eyes full of worry. "Mistress, A-Chen is not right."

Feng Yange quickly crouched down to check, knitting her brows slightly. "Strange, the miasma has dispersed; why hasn't A-Chen woken up from the illusion yet?"

"Mistress, send me in. I want to bring him out." Mo Yuan's body couldn't help but tremble, his eyes filled with unconcealable worry.

"A-Yuan, trust him." Feng Yange gently comforted Mo Yuan. "Let him try again."

"Did Mistress sense something?" Long Ze crouched beside Feng Yange, looking at Mo Yuan's worried eyes. "Trust Mistress."

"A-Chen is in the midst of a Breakthrough from the illusion. Let's give him some time; this is also his mental knot. He is fine for now." Feng Yange could sense Jun Chen's condition; there was no life-threatening danger, he just needed time.

"Mistress, then I will watch over him. Jun Chen has really had it rough and suffered a lot. I don't want him to be trapped in the illusion." Mo Yuan suppressed his inner fear. To him, Jun Chen was like a brother and a friend.

Feng Yange stroked Mo Yuan's cheek. "Give him a little more time. If he still cannot break through the illusion, I will go get him myself."

Mo Yuan agreed; Mistress's words truly put him at ease.

"A-Ze, come with me to pick some medicinal herbs. I still need to refine some medicine to break the miasma. In this Secret Realm, this stuff is even more useful than the disillusionment pill." Feng Yange dragged Long Ze to pick herbs, and while waiting for Jun Chen to wake up, she refined a large pot of Medicinal Pills.

"Mistress, what kind of Medicinal Pill is this?"

Long Ze held it to his nose and sniffed. It didn't look like a Medicinal Pill; it looked more like little bomb pellets, but it was the same size as a Medicinal Pill, making it hard to tell.

"I'll demonstrate for you." Feng Yange's eyes swept over a Snake Beast hiding in the shadows, and she smashed it hard toward it. With a loud bang, purple smoke instantly dispersed, and the Snake Beast fled rapidly. The others were dumbfounded.

"Concentration is essence. Making them into pellets makes them easy to carry and ready to use at any time."

Feng Yange looked proud. Seeing their worshipful gazes, she felt even more capable.

"Mistress, your brain is too good; you even thought of this." Mo Yuan was shocked, and seeing Mistress pack a bag of pellets for them, his heart felt warm.

Yue Lan picked one up and sniffed it; it smelled a bit stinky, but the effects were all concentrated.

Mistress was truly gifted in this aspect. If they were just living in the Beast World, the Medicinal Pill that Mistress refined would be enough to rule the Beast World.

"A-Chen is about to wake up."

Feng Yange watched over Jun Chen for a while. His aura gradually stabilized, and there were signs of him waking up.

Mo Yuan looked at Jun Chen with joy, checked him carefully, and felt relieved.

"A-Yuan, is your mental knot really untied?"

Feng Yange suddenly asked. Mo Yuan raised his eyes to meet Mistress's concerned gaze. His purple eyes hid complex emotions; after struggling for a long while, he shook his head.

"But Mistress, don't worry, I can control it; I won't be trapped in the illusion."

"You aren't controlling it; you simply haven't thought about untying the mental knot at all. Instead, you've completely given up. You think that if you can't walk out, you will just die, using that method from before."

Mo Yuan's body trembled slightly; he didn't dare look into Feng Yange's eyes. Feng Yange held his hand. "A-Yuan, look into my eyes."

Mo Yuan looked up and met the encouragement in Mistress's eyes. "A-Yuan, you must remember: whoever dares to make you die, you make them die. They have no right to decide your life or death."

These words from Feng Yange made Mo Yuan's eyes mist up, and he gritted his teeth to keep his tears from falling.

"Don't hurt yourself like you did before." Feng Yange smiled gently. Mo Yuan nodded and hugged Feng Yange. Jun Chen, who was lying on her lap, slowly opened his eyes, his face full of exhaustion, yet he revealed a smile of relief.

He had also heard the words Mistress said; it was so good.

"Jun Chen is awake." Yue Lan's voice interrupted the two who were embracing. Mo Yuan released Feng Yange, met the smile on Jun Chen's face, and punched Jun Chen in the chest.

"This time, it didn't trap you to death."

"This time, I wanted them to die." Jun Chen smiled, meeting Mo Yuan's eyes. Both of their eyes were misting over. "Well done. I said long ago, whether one is a demon or an immortal, living as one pleases is the best."

Jun Chen was very compliant with Mo Yuan this time. "This time I listened to you; I killed them all and walked out of the illusion."

Feng Yange was a bit shocked to hear this. "A-Chen, do you mean that after you entered the illusion, you killed all the Cultivators inside the illusion?"

Jun Chen nodded. His eyes gradually became stained with a layer of blood-red, and his tone was cold. "They forced me to go back, wanting me to kill you. I absolutely... Pfft!"

Before Jun Chen could finish, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. A golden rune mark on his chest flickered. Jun Chen's eyes turned scarlet, and he let out a shrill, miserable scream, while the rune light on his body shot into the sky.