My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)

Chapter 460: New Little Cheat

The fatty glanced at them, as if sensing that the atmosphere had just gotten much more tense. He quickly smiled and said, "Actually... Actually, I'm pretty smart. I've been preparing to escape for many years. Although I can't cultivate, I've memorized all of Imperial Sacred Sect's cultivation techniques, so that I now know how to do many things. I managed to escape the main peak in the past because I set up my own transportation array and concealment talismans." He seemed to be eager to prove himself. Visibly relaxing, he said, "Don't worry. Even without you, those people would not have caught me. Hahaha... Ha... Ha... Ha..."

His forced laugh became less and less convincing under Lonemoon's glare. He shrunk into a ball as if he was being threatened. Fellow Daoist Niu was pretty scary. He looked even scarier than those people who had threatened to eat him..

Up till now, he still felt like he had dragged them down with him. He kept trying to persuade them to leave. Why were there so many white lotus flowers in this world? They looked like they were prospering.

"Those cultivators needed your flesh and blood so desperately. It must be something similar to that blood array – they were trying to make use of you for their own cultivation." Lonemoon sucked in a deep breath and tried to quieten his own thoughts. A moment later, he said, "In other words, your body might be different from others'. Do you know what's the reason?" That reason must have something to do with the nomological disturbance.

The fatty shook his head, looking confused.

"Then did you eat anything strange, or did you see anyone special?" Like an invader or something.

The fatty pondered for a moment, then shook his head once again. "I've always been in this sect, ever since I was young."

That was strange. How did his flesh become so highly coveted? They did not discover anything strange about his body, even when they checked it through.

"Chef, what do you think?" he turned to look at the man beside him.

Yi Qing frowned. "There are special meridians in this world, that can be used to refine pills so that one's cultivation can improve." Radish, for example, was a vegetation spirit. When he transformed into a human, his flesh could be cut up and used to refine pills. "But... I've never heard of meridians that can fend against divine lightning!"

Divine lightning was meant as a test for cultivators. Nobody could sneak past it. Er... except perhaps Shen Ying.

"Even someone who has accumulated huge merits can only use their own bodies to lessen the pressure on their bodies." Rules were rules – the divine lightning was fair. Yun Heng, who had earned merits for saving the world, also had to use his own merits to save Song Ren, the unfortunate ghost. "I've never heard of someone who could use their flesh and blood to influence the divine lightning's judgment." The fatty's flesh was a cheating mechanism.

The last ten bolts of lightning for that cultivator in the Imperial Sacred Sect had really been fended off. What's more, they were right in the first place. The strength of that last bolt of lightning had been greatly reduced. When Yi Qing transformed into a dragon, he went to check the blood array. It was indeed just a normal defensive array. Divine lightning aside – any ordinary Soul Formation cultivator would be able to break that array into pieces if he tried hard enough. In other words, the lightning had really been fended off by fatty's blood.

The gap in the rules seemed to be linked to this fatty. Yet, the more they studied him, the more he looked like an ordinary person. Apart from the fact that he had a lot more meat than average, there was really nothing special about him. He could not even cultivate.

Wait! He could not cultivate?

Lonemoon paused. Suddenly, he reached out and placed two fingers in the middle of the fatty's forehead. He released a shred of his divine perception into the fatty's consciousness.The next moment, he cursed aloud.