Chapter 88: The Bull-Headed Being
As Yuan Wuyi turned to leave, the humanoid creature became visibly flustered. Though he quickly masked his reaction, it betrayed the turmoil in his heart.
The deeper one ventured into the Celestial Prison of the Profound Realm, the more formidable the beings confined within. While most inmates possessed the cultivation level of a Taiyi Loose Immortal, some were anomalies whose true strength could not be measured by realm alone.
From the moment he entered, Yuan Wuyi sensed no fewer than ten auras that sent shivers through his soul.
Who among those imprisoned here was ordinary?
But now, Yuan Wuyi faced a dilemma: how to obtain their essence blood. He could not guarantee that these prisoners lacked special means of resistance. Yet, having dared to enter the prison, Yuan Wuyi had his own confidence and was not afraid of a bunch of inmates.
“You’ll do,” he said.
A bull-headed creature caught Yuan Wuyi’s attention. Its gaze, silent and dead as stagnant water, fixed upon him.
In this section of the prison, the bull-headed creature’s aura most stirred the devouring hunger of Yuan Wuyi’s Heaven-Devouring Demon Heart.
Before entering, Yuan Wuyi had prepared plenty of chicken legs. So, as the bull-headed creature stared at him, he tossed one over.
“Big Brother Bull, I prepared this for you. Enjoy it.”
Whether it was the long confinement or the tempting aroma, the bull-headed creature hesitated for a moment, then picked up the fallen chicken leg and gnawed at it, not even sparing the bone.
“Don’t rush; there’s more.”
Yuan Wuyi produced a heap of chicken legs and threw them in one after another. The bull-headed creature stuffed them into his mouth as fast as they came.
He showed no concern for poison. Whatever Yuan Wuyi threw, he ate, prompting Yuan Wuyi to slow down lest he choke.
“Big Brother Bull, how’s the food?” Yuan Wuyi asked mischievously after tossing the last chicken leg, looking up at the creature.
“Hard ones don’t work; try something soft,” the bull-headed creature suddenly said, uttering words Yuan Wuyi didn’t understand, but his eating only accelerated, as if fearing the food would vanish.
“Oh?” So even the prison was rife with intrigue.
“I don’t understand you, but it probably doesn’t concern me.”
“Then what do you mean by all this?” The bull-headed creature pointed at the pile of gnawed bones.
“Of course it concerns me. You’ve eaten so much; it’s time you repaid me.” Yuan Wuyi replied.
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“Repay? That word doesn’t exist here,” the bull-headed creature retorted arrogantly, ignoring Yuan Wuyi and sprawling out as if unafraid of any consequences.
“You mean I have to take matters into my own hands?”
“If you dare, go ahead and try.” The bull-headed creature replied with utter confidence, showing no fear, as if the true prisoner was Yuan Wuyi and not himself.
Since you dare to be so audacious, I hope you have the means to sustain it, or else I’ll make you beg.
With a swift motion, Yuan Wuyi attacked, his fingers piercing the bull-headed creature’s brow, eliciting a sizzling, corrosive sound.
“Ah!” The pain made the creature scream, caught off guard by Yuan Wuyi’s sudden assault.
“You’re courting death!”
The bull-headed creature tried to kill Yuan Wuyi, forgetting the iron chains binding him—specially forged by the Celestial Court. Once chained at the level of a Taiyi Loose Immortal, all magical power was sealed.
He struggled incessantly but could not break free.
“What are you doing? Stop!” he shouted, but essence blood began to flow from his brow into Yuan Wuyi’s body, a bizarre phenomenon that terrified him more than the pain.
“Stop!”
“Moo!”
Sensing danger, Yuan Wuyi quickly retreated but was still hit by the backlash.
He spat out a mouthful of congested blood. Truly, none imprisoned in the Profound Realm were simple beings. The chains could never fully restrain them.
“Get out of here, or I’ll make you regret it,” the bull-headed creature threatened, blood streaming from his pierced brow.
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“There’s no reason not to repay after eating my food.”
The bull-headed creature suffered internally—if Yuan Wuyi hadn’t thrown it in, would he have eaten?
Yuan Wuyi doubted the creature could continually use the same divine power; otherwise, he wouldn’t be chained.
He thrust his fingers once more into the brow wound, worsening it. Essence blood surged uncontrollably into Yuan Wuyi.
“Damn you!”
The bull-headed creature’s body grew faint, his gaze blurred, yet the resentment in his eyes was unmistakable.
Amid that haze, there was still a glimmer of cunning. He hoped to seize a chance for a lethal strike against Yuan Wuyi. Judging by Yuan Wuyi’s earlier display of strength, the creature knew that survival today required a single, fatal blow.
As time passed, he realized his strength was fading. Without a counterattack, he would become mere fodder for Yuan Wuyi.
But Yuan Wuyi gave him no chance, watching every move even as he absorbed the essence blood.
If this continued, he would be too weak to act. The bull-headed creature had to launch an attack.
“Moo!”
He prepared the strike he’d plotted for ages—only for a massive palm to descend, knocking him unconscious.
Every move was under Yuan Wuyi’s scrutiny; he would not repeat the same mistake. The moment the creature tried to attack, Yuan Wuyi reacted.
He took away a vast amount of essence blood. If the creature remained imprisoned, recovery was nearly impossible.
As for his life, Yuan Wuyi chose to spare it. The Celestial Court had already taken notice of him; if Yuan Wuyi killed him, it might disrupt certain plans and bring unnecessary trouble.
Ultimately, it came down to his own lack of strength. If he were a Da Luo-level expert, he would have slain the creature without hesitation. But as a Taiyi Loose Immortal, he could only endure for now.
Yuan Wuyi preferred to grow stronger step by step, rather than rely solely on the help of the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit.
“Better to erase part of his memory.”
Yuan Wuyi approached the bull-headed creature, determined to remove all traces of himself. Certain memories that ought not to remain were best wiped away.