A group of people were dumbfounded. Elder Zhuoyun was terrifying. With his mouth wide open, he roared continuously, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. This was completely different from the calm and composed demeanor he had shown not long ago.
Everyone involuntarily stepped back, fearing that he might go berserk and injure someone.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with Elder Zhuoyun? Is he using the ancient Demon Dog technique? It's so scary," a child from one of the tribes clung to his grandfather's robe, his small face filled with fear.
"That seems to be the case," the tribal elder nodded, stammering.
"Where is the Black Fiend Lotus?" Elder Zhuoyun roared, his eyes red. He took two steps to the front of the cavern, searching frantically.
Several other elders from the Butian Pavilion also rushed over as if their pants were on fire. They were drenched in sweat, their hearts pounding with anger and anxiety. Seeing the pit, each of them felt faint, almost to the point of passing out.
A precious medicinal herb! If it were an ordinary one, it wouldn't matter, but this one had the potential to transform into a supreme holy medicine. How could it just disappear like that?
"Who stole it?" Elder Xiongfei was furious.
Everyone was silent. They had come to see the precious herb, only to witness this scene. The Black Fiend Lotus was gone, and the elders were howling like madmen.
They moved like lightning, searching the area quickly for any clues.
"Ahem," an observer from a major power coughed lightly and said, "Was there really a precious herb?"
With such doubts raised, the elders of Butian Pavilion became even more frantic. They had truly lost face this time, intending to reveal some of their foundation, only to end up with such a joke.
"Who did this?" They wanted to catch the perpetrator immediately.
Elder Zhuoyun was still roaring, the sound making everyone's ears ache. He was almost driven mad with rage; it was too humiliating. He had invited his peers here, only to be disgraced like this.
A black tiger emerged from the cavern, its enormous figure making everyone tremble with fear. It was taller than a mountain peak, truly terrifying.
Its entire body was jet black, with long fur. Standing there, it looked like a black demonic mountain, its massive blood-red eyes coldly surveying the crowd.
From time to time, black fiendish energy spewed out of the cavern, rolling out like it was the entrance to hell, causing hearts to tremble with fear.
The appearance of the black tiger made the elders' hearts tremble. They dared not be disrespectful, for this was a giant beast capable of battling ancient creatures, with terrifying strength. Years ago, a senior in the Pure Land, with extraordinary abilities, had destroyed a treasure to subdue it after much effort.
The black tiger roared, shaking ten thousand mountains, scaring many people so much that they nearly collapsed, especially the children whose faces turned pale. They had never seen a beast taller than a mountain.
It transmitted a huge divine thought, informing Xiongfei, Zhuoyun, and the others.
"A diversionary tactic!" The elders felt their teeth ache, their livers ache, and their stomachs ache. This strategy and name were specifically designed to deceive the tiger.
The black tiger slowly retreated into the cavern, disappearing from sight. Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief; it was too frightening, and the pressure made breathing difficult.
"Investigate thoroughly, quickly find clues," Elder Xiongfei shouted. He felt dizzy and his ears rang; so many things had happened in the past two days that he was about to break down.
Thinking of the word "troublesome," he immediately thought of the little brat, and he became furious, shouting, "Do you think it was that mischievous child?"
The scene fell silent at these words.
But soon, it became lively again. Everyone speculated that there was an eighty percent chance it was that brat. This was his style; he didn't even spare the passage to the Void God Realm. With such a large precious herb here, could he resist stealing it? If he didn't, he would deserve to be struck by lightning.
"Good grief, that brat is a troublemaker. Whoever gets involved with him is out of luck."
"Heh, heh, when I heard he was coming to Butian Pavilion, I knew the ancient Pure Land was in for trouble. Think about who that little rascal is; even the Void God Realm couldn't tolerate him and expelled him."
"Indeed, it's his handiwork. He's done another outrageous thing. Haha, why do I want to laugh?"
The poor elders of Butian Pavilion turned black with anger, their seven orifices emitting smoke. After deducing who the culprit was, the onlookers showed no sympathy but instead took delight in their misfortune.
"Chase!" Elder Zhuoyun went mad, opening his large mouth and roaring hoarsely.
"Yes, chase quickly. That brat even took the roots. If we replant it in time, it can still live," another elder said.
Soon they found the deep pit where the little brat had leapt, discovering that his single step had shattered the rocky ground. This was equivalent to the result when he broke the record in the Void God Realm.
"Heavens, it really is him!" At this moment, everyone exclaimed.
Speculation was one thing, but being proven was another. This brat was too wicked, easily stealing Butian Pavilion's precious herb.
"Don't just stand there, tighten the net and catch that little thief!" Elder Zhuoyun turned into a loudspeaker, shouting furiously without regard for his image.
The second battlefield was sealed off. They believed the brat couldn't escape and would surely be caught.
They tracked him all the way. When they saw the traces of his leap over a mountain ridge, everyone gasped.
This physique was indeed against the heavens, making people shudder.
"Shi Yi has a rival now," some people sighed secretly, showing excited expressions.
"But we still need to wait two or three years; that brat is too young," someone else remarked.
As they tracked him, the elders of Butian Pavilion turned pale, for they found a small piece of spiritual herb with clear bite marks.
At this moment, not only Butian Pavilion but even the onlookers felt heartache. What a prodigal child!
Is this how you eat precious herbs? Not to mention it could transform into a holy medicine, but even if you picked it, you shouldn't just munch on it. It should be refined into medicine for the best effect.
That little thing treated it like a carrot, munching it down. Such a waste! Not even thirty percent of its efficacy could be fully realized.
"I'm going to die of anger," Elder Xiongfei raged.
"Ah, poof!" Elder Zhuoyun spat out a mouthful of blood in anger. This prodigal child, how could he do such a thing? Didn't he know it was the Black Fiend Lotus? He roared to the sky.
"Of course I know it's the Black Fiend Lotus. Raw or cooked, it's all the same to me, just for breaking through the Sixth Cave," the brat thought to himself.
At the same time, he scratched his head, thinking he had run too fast, causing some leaves to fall off, which was a bit wasteful.
If the people knew his thoughts and caught him, they would definitely press him to the ground and beat him before asking questions. Was this called waste? Munching it down like a carrot, that was real waste.
Finally, after chasing all the way, Butian Pavilion found another root. Elder Zhuoyun's eyes turned black, almost fainting. The brat even ate the roots!
"Why did you eat the roots too?" Elder Xiongfei was furious, roaring repeatedly.
The people of Butian Pavilion were utterly desperate. Even the roots had been eaten, making it impossible to revive the Black Fiend Lotus. It was heartbreaking and infuriating.
"Isn't it a precious herb? Every part of it is valuable, so naturally, nothing should go to waste. It all has to be eaten," the little one murmured to himself, dissatisfied with their reaction. They were the wasteful ones, letting even the roots go to waste. Wastefulness was shameful.
Fortunately, Zhuoyun and Xiongfei couldn't hear his thoughts, or they would have been angered to the point of spitting blood again.
"If I catch him, I will definitely do something that will outrage both humans and gods," Zhuoyun roared.
Xiongfei almost wept. Since this brat entered Butian Pavilion, there hadn't been a moment of peace for the past two days. One maddening incident after another, truly living up to his reputation as "an outrage to humans and gods" in the Void God Realm.
"Turn over the second battlefield. Search heaven and earth, but find him. Don't let him go," an elder ordered.
At this time, a group of young men and women swiftly disappeared into the forest, searching in all directions. These were the true disciples of Butian Pavilion, all over twenty years old and extremely powerful.
"There are not enough people. Although the area is sealed, it's too large. If he hides, it will be hard to find him. Go and get more people."
That day, Butian Pavilion was in an uproar. Eventually, every disciple still within the sect was mobilized, densely covering the second battlefield.
This news naturally reached the Void God Realm, causing a sensation. People marveled at the trouble-making ability of the brat, forcing Butian Pavilion to dig three feet into the ground to find him. It was truly astonishing.
"Poor Butian Pavilion."
There was much discussion in the Void God Realm. For a time, the brat became the hottest topic again, provoking much speculation and frequent laughter.
Poor Butian Pavilion found themselves at the center of attention, constantly ridiculed, making them vow to find the brat and lock him up in the Pure Land to deal with him slowly.
"Found him!" someone suddenly shouted from the second battlefield, bringing the good news.
"Where?" Elder Zhuoyun's eyes lit up.
"Three pieces of precious bones were found in a bird's nest," a disciple reported, holding three crystalline bones.
"Another discovery, three more pieces of precious bones behind a waterfall," a female disciple said, bringing her findings.
"It's mine, all mine," the little one watched from the crowd, his big eyes wide with reluctance, but he could only shout in his heart, not daring to speak out loud.
In the end, Butian Pavilion only found these six bones and nothing more, which made the little one breathe a sigh of relief. There were still twelve pieces left, making him feel somewhat balanced.
Then, he began to change his appearance. His face remained round like a big apple, but it was slightly different from before. He was cautious, not wanting to leave any clues.
Blending in with the three thousand disciples, with so many people around, no one noticed him. He moved through the crowd, constantly changing his position, and gradually altering his appearance, making it difficult for anyone to detect him.
The elders of Butian Pavilion, with grim faces, gathered over a hundred geniuses from the second battlefield, scanning each one of them, hoping to find some clue.
"The trial is over," Xiongfei and Zhuoyun finally uttered these words, their eyes gleaming as they stared at the geniuses, believing the brat might be hiding among them.
They planned to investigate slowly. Since he had entered Butian Pavilion, they were confident they would find him. This was their shared thought.
However, they were still unwilling to accept that they hadn't caught him red-handed. The brat escaped too quickly. Could he really be one of these geniuses?
The elders discussed and speculated that the little one might indeed be a young ancient beast, transformed into human form. Some exotic beasts did have such divine abilities.
Otherwise, how could he have such terrifying explosive power and disappear without a trace?
"Damned brat," several elders roared in anger.
Besides them, the silver-robed boy's heart churned. He finally realized who had knocked him on the head twice. Looking up at the sky, he almost wept. This grudge had grown.
"See, this is what a distinguished young hero looks like. Unfazed in the face of trouble, while others lament, he alone gazes at the sky."
"Grandpa, I see it. Only the big brother with the horns on his head is looking up."
"This boy is indeed remarkable, with an extraordinary disposition far beyond ordinary people," some elders and venerable seniors praised.
The silver-robed boy, hearing this, felt as if a hundred thousand muddy horses were galloping across his heart. He barely resisted the urge to let out a long howl.
"It's over. From now on, you are all disciples of Butian Pavilion and will inherit the legacy of the ancient Pure Land. Now, enter the mountain gate," an elder shouted.
A large group of people left the second battlefield, heading towards Butian Pavilion's mountain gate.
There, another group of youths awaited. Among them were Shi Yi, the Emperor's most beloved daughter, princes from ancient kingdoms, and descendants of ancient beast species, all set to undergo the initiation ceremony together.
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