CHAPTER 1153: 1153 A TRACE OF CONFUSION! (CHAPTER 4)

When Ye Qiu brought up the matter of helping Wu Yang, the venerable alchemist, refine a holy-grade elixir, he showed an awkward expression, having promised long ago but never yet accomplished it.

The one who suddenly spoke was naturally Wu Yang, the venerable alchemist.

Ye Qiu cupped his fists and said, "I’ve forgotten about this matter. Before leaving the ancient land, whether successful or not, I will definitely refine a batch of holy-grade elixir."

"Haha, it’s good that you remember, boy. If you leave, this old man won’t have anyone to turn to."

Ye Qiu stayed for a while at Yun Shang Palace. Apart from those present, no one knew about Ye Qiu’s departure from the ancient land.

Upon returning to his residence, Ye Qiu had a long conversation with his uncle, Dugu Qiujian. Dugu Qiujian hoped Ye Qiu wouldn’t leave the ancient land, but seeing Ye Qiu’s determination, he was ultimately helpless and could only nod in agreement.

"Boy, you’d better continue the lineage of the Dugu clan soon, or I won’t sleep peacefully." Dugu Qiujian’s words left Ye Qiu unsure how to respond.

"Uncle, this isn’t something urgent," Ye Qiu softly retorted.

"You’re the only descendant of our Dugu clan, and if our clan is to recover its former glory, it obviously depends on you," Dugu Qiujian said with a tone of exasperation.

Ye Qiu scratched his head, looking very much like a child in front of Dugu Qiujian.

With a twinkle in his eye, Ye Qiu coughed and said, "Actually...uncle, it’s not just me left in the Dugu clan. Aren’t you here as well?"

Hearing this, Dugu Qiujian was almost driven to rage. Ye Qiu continued, "Look, you’re still vigorous and strong, and your skills are high. As long as you speak, countless ancient clans would want their daughters to marry into our Dugu clan."

"You little brat... you dare joke with your uncle..."

"Hey... uncle, let’s talk nicely, don’t get physical."

"Hmph, you’ve been unbridled for years, today I’ll discipline you on behalf of Qing Feng for being disrespectful to elders."

...

Finally free from his uncle’s beating, Ye Qiu returned to his room.

As for getting married and having children, he could only promise his uncle verbally; when that might happen was uncertain.

Now, Ye Qiu planned to adjust his state of mind and then concoct elixirs, striving to produce holy-grade elixirs to fulfill his promise.

As for leaving the ancient land and returning to the mortal world, he needn’t worry much about this place, as with his uncle Dugu Qiujian here, no one would dare cause trouble.

Jin’er and the five girls had grown quickly, constantly living dangerous lives by his side and frequently clashing with others, their strength advancing rapidly, especially Jin’er, who broke through to the mythical realm after vanquishing three great ancient clans, her speed of cultivation truly astonishing, even Jin Shanshun felt envy, as Jin’er’s strength was catching up.

With Jin’er and the other girls left to help his uncle in the ancient land, Ye Qiu needn’t worry too much, especially with Yun Shang Palace present, none dared target the Dugu clan.

Going over what he needed to do before leaving in his mind, Ye Qiu had a rough plan, next he would prepare to refine elixirs.

In the quiet of the night, Ye Qiu sat cross-legged on his bed cultivating, adjusting his spiritual power.

Refining a holy-grade elixir requires a very high level of spiritual power, even though he reached the Human King realm, he couldn’t ensure he could produce holy-grade elixirs since it requires alchemy skills rather than martial prowess.

He continued adjusting until later in the night, slowly withdrawing his power.

He got off the bed, brewed a pot of tea, and felt much more awake.

Sitting at the table, he frowned as his mind uncontrollably recalled the scene where Ji Batian nearly crushed him, throwing him to the ground.

"At that time, I used the Great Turtle Breath Evasion Technique to avoid disaster, but afterward, my memory became hazy, I can’t remember what happened. Did the Beast God really kill Ji Batian?"

A series of questions arose in Ye Qiu’s mind. With his martial realm at this level, a lapse in memory is unusual, but no matter how he tried to recall, he couldn’t remember what happened afterward.

"According to Shanshun, I was enveloped in a black cocoon afterward, and then it shot into the sky."

"What was that cocoon?"

"Why did my memory suddenly disappear?"

Ye Qiu became increasingly convinced there was an issue. "The Beast God told me it killed Ji Batian, but I didn’t see its hands stained with Ji Batian’s blood, and the way it looked at me was different than before, adding a trace of fear. What was that about?"

The beast god’s visage in his mind became clearer, especially its gaze, strange, as if looking at a monster.

"Just where is the problem?" Ye Qiu muttered to himself, pondering for a long time but unable to grasp any clues.

"Perhaps, I should ask the Beast God for an explanation," Ye Qiu decided, intending to visit the Barbaric Wilderness Forest and find the Beast God, then proceed with alchemy.

Without resolving the bewilderment in his heart, he constantly felt unease.

Ye Qiu didn’t realize that a tiny wave emanated from the remnant eyeball within him, so small that Ye Qiu himself hadn’t noticed.

...

Deep within the Barbaric Wilderness Forest.

Snow Peak, Beast God Palace.

"The Beast God is resting; doesn’t wish to see visitors." The next day, Ye Qiu rushed to Snow Peak, and upon entering the palace, the Beast God’s messenger blocked him.

The Beast God’s messenger was never friendly towards Ye Qiu because he felt if not for Ye Qiu, so many dragonfish under the ice lake wouldn’t have died. You see, the messenger’s true form is a dragonfish, making each fish Ye Qiu grilled one of his kin.

Ye Qiu wasn’t aware of this, but didn’t mind the messenger’s attitude too much.

"I have an important matter to ask the Beast God, please allow me through," Ye Qiu said.

"Before the Beast God gives an order, I won’t let you in. If you want to wait, then wait here," the messenger said coolly.

Ye Qiu nodded, not insisting.

Two days passed without the Beast God’s appearance, making Ye Qiu feel waiting wasn’t a good solution. His eyes shifted, and he immediately left the palace.

Once Ye Qiu left, the messenger sneered, "You wish to see the Beast God, not so easily."

However, Ye Qiu returned within half an hour, and the messenger coldly stated, "You haven’t gone?"

"Without seeing the Beast God, how could I leave?" With these words, Ye Qiu set up a fire inside the palace, starting to grill the dragonfish in front of the messenger.

The messenger seethed with anger, unable to restrain himself, wanting to act, though the Beast God’s past instructions prevented him.

Unable to fight, unable to scold, the messenger didn’t want to see his kind being roasted, huffing as he left.

Soon, the aroma of grilled fish filled the palace.

This was a haul Ye Qiu expended considerable effort to obtain, as dragonfish numbers had greatly decreased beneath the ice lake, near extinction.

"I love red-braised dragonfish, so fragrant, so spicy, with honey glaze."

While eating, Ye Qiu hummed a tune, and suddenly felt the air stirring before a figure appeared in front of him.

It was the beast god, a little girl smackin’ her lips.

Ye Qiu broke into a smile; his strategy indeed worked, luring out the Beast God.