Butterfly Fairy opened her mouth slightly, but did not say anything.
"You... can refrain from infringing on others, but no one can guarantee that others won't infringe on you," the Food King said coldly. "Therefore, when the previous Butterfly Fairy King faced the demon army, it was too late for regrets."
"So... what happened next?"
"Later, we drove back the demons, but only two members of the Butterfly Fairy lineage and our Man-Eating Flower clan remained." The Food King's voice was filled with sighs. Clearly, the marks left by that battle were indelible in his heart.
"Your ancestor gave me this before ascending to the immortal realm. She entrusted me with two things: first, to help her find a successor."
"Senior, didn't you say that the Butterfly Fairy lineage only has the clan leader left? Why would you be asked to find a successor?"
The Food King snorted and pointed at her, asking, "If there really is only one person left, then where did you come from?"
"This..." Butterfly Fairy looked up, frowned, and pondered deeply...
"Alright, stop thinking about it." The Food King interrupted her thoughts with a wry smile. He said, "Although she is indeed the only one of the Butterfly Fairy lineage on this planet, before that, those cultivators from the human and demon races kept infiltrating our planet, and a few Butterfly Fairies were always caught by accident and captured by them."
"Ah. I understand. I am their descendant."
"That's right, you've finally figured it out." The Food King finally praised her for the first time.
"And what's the second thing?"
"The second thing..." A fierce and venomous glint suddenly appeared in the Food King's small eyes. When the Butterfly Fairy met his gaze, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and a chill ran down her spine: "The second thing is to ask me to add the most vicious rotting technique of the man-eating flower to it."
Butterfly Fairy's lips twitched slightly, and her body instinctively retreated, as if she might turn and run away at any moment.
The Food King was furious. He roared, "What are you afraid of?"
Butterfly Fairy immediately stopped, and said tremblingly, "I...I...I'm not...afraid."
The Food King stared at her coldly; it would be a miracle if she wasn't afraid.
He shook his head and sighed softly. He said, "Never mind, although we are not compatible, you are, after all, the first butterfly fairy I have found in three thousand years. This magic treasure will ultimately be passed down to you."
“I…” Butterfly Fairy hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously, “I don’t want it, can I…” Suddenly seeing a strong killing intent surge in the Food King’s eyes, she immediately changed her words and said, “I want it, of course I want such a good thing.”
"Hmph, that's more like it."
Butterfly Fairy pouted again, thinking to herself, "Even if I want it, I don't have to use it later, right?"
"Listen," the Food King solemnly instructed, "to reforge this magical artifact, I risked my life to venture into the Underworld and obtain some Netherwater. Then, I extracted boundless death energy from the bodies of our clan's unjustly deceased comrades three thousand years ago. Combined, heh heh… I dare say, even an ordinary immortal trapped within would find it impossible to escape death." He continued, "This magical artifact can be said to embody the very essence of our two clans. Entrusting it to you in the future, you must not betray the trust and expectations placed upon you by your clan leader and me…"
"Yes, senior." Butterfly Fairy felt a chill run down her spine, but she had to force a smile.
"I didn't want to give it to you so soon, but your master is about to head to the Demon Realm, and this magic weapon will come in very handy. Remember, in the Demon Realm, use this treasure to kill as many demons as possible, the more the better, and ideally, absorb them all," the Food King said viciously.
"Yes," Butterfly Fairy replied timidly, then suddenly a hint of joy appeared on her face. "Senior, why don't you go yourself?"
The King of Food looked up at the sky and sighed, saying, "I want to go, but the time is not right for me." The old man's voice was full of regret: "My tribulation is coming soon, and this time, I can't delay any longer. Within a year, I must return to the Divine Wood Palace to find a place to cultivate in seclusion, so I can only entrust this task to you."
Butterfly Fairy responded helplessly, but her voice sounded completely unwilling.
The King of Food shook his head repeatedly, having no other choice but to try anything as a last resort. Even if the Butterfly Fairy was unwilling to use this treasure to harm people, he had at least found a Butterfly Fairy to pass on the treasure, thus fulfilling his promise to his old friend.
As for whether the Butterfly Fairy can grant his wish, all he can do is pray sincerely.
Volume 4, The Divine Artifacts, Chapter 275: The Instruction
In the quiet room, Xiao Wenbing sat cross-legged, and opposite him was the old Taoist priest Xianyun.
At this moment, the old Taoist priest was full of praise for his beloved disciple. Ever since he witnessed the magnificent battle between Xiao Wenbing and the Food King in the mustard seed space in the main hall, the old Taoist priest Xianyun had understood one thing.
Without using the sect's most treasured treasure, the Little Golden Talisman, he was no match for this disciple. Even though this disciple's cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul stage, while he himself was a top-tier expert about to undergo tribulation.
Fighting and winning against opponents of higher levels is not unusual, but to overcome tribulation with the Nascent Soul stage is truly unique.
If this matter were to spread, it would be enough to cause a sensation throughout the entire cultivation world.
"Wenbing, when did you forge those magical treasures?"
"I started refining it after returning from Zhenmo Star," Xiao Wenbing replied casually. Although he didn't want to hide it from the old Taoist, there were some things he'd rather not say.
"You were able to forge such a treasure in just over a month. Hmm, remarkable." The old Taoist priest Xianyun exclaimed in admiration. After pondering for a moment, he finally said, "Wenbing, the journey to the Demon Realm is fraught with danger. Be careful."
"Yes, disciple will be careful."
The old Taoist priest shook his head slightly and sighed, "Be careful? I'm afraid even being careful isn't enough." Just thinking about the unparalleled strength displayed by those demons on Zhenmo Star made the old Taoist priest feel worried.
Xiao Wenbing opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say a few words of comfort to his master, but for a moment, he was speechless. He naturally knew that this journey to the Demon Realm would definitely not be smooth sailing, but he had no choice but to go.
After a while, the old Taoist priest Xianyun took out a jade slip and handed it to Xiao Wenbing. He said, "Here are the secret techniques of our sect that you have not yet learned. In addition, there are my many years of experience in their application. Although they may not be of great use, it is good to take a look."
Xiao Wenbing respectfully accepted it and said, "Thank you, Master."
The old Taoist priest shook his head, stood up, and let out a long, melancholy sigh. He then departed.
After seeing his master off, Xiao Wenbing felt inexplicably restless. He sat down cross-legged and it took him a long time to calm down.
He casually took out the jade slip given to him by his master and began to browse it with his divine sense.
Although it's a bit late to cram now, it's always good to learn as much as possible. After all, improving your skills can only bring benefits, not harm.
The old Taoist's jade slip truly contained a vast array of information, but the most important of all were the various runes of the Secret Talisman Sect. After all, these were things the old Taoist had researched his entire life, the things he could proudly present. He had shown them all without holding back a single detail.