Chapter 718: Stowing into the Ring

"What? Still not admitting it?"

Seeing the guy's mouth twitching uncontrollably, looking like a dead pig unafraid of scalding water, Zhang Xuan frowned.

If this guy really refused to confess, he wouldn't mind resorting to something severe—soul refinement!

The soul refinement method of a soul shaman could extract the soul and forcibly refine it to death, an infallible technique for interrogation and inquiry.

Because doing so would cause the subject to never be reincarnated, too cruel, and he didn't want to use it, but he hadn't expected this guy to be such a tough nut!

He had heard the beast language earlier; you arranged flying spirit beasts to besiege the many master teachers, and yet you still refuse to admit it now? Do you really think I have no way?

Believe it or not, I can kill you several times over in an instant!

"Kill me if you want. Though I am a beast, I am not one who fears death and clings to life, willing to be humiliated by you, let alone betray my master!" gritted the Purple Sun Sacred Beast.

The other party was clearly slandering him; once he relented, his lifelong reputation would be ruined, and even in death, what face would he have to see his master?

The old dean had spent his life fighting to protect humanity; as a beast pet, if he yielded to the alien spirit race and spoke recklessly, even if he survived by chance, he would die of guilt.

"Keep beating him!"

Unexpectedly, this guy was such a tough bone, preferring death to submission to protect his master from the alien spirit race. Zhang Xuan frowned and waved his arm.

"Ahem..."

Just as the puppets were about to move forward, the ruthless man in the book couldn't help but speak: "Master Zhang, if you keep beating him, I'm afraid he'll die here!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan noticed that the puppets were striking extremely hard, and this guy was on the verge of death at any moment. If they continued, he might indeed die on the spot.

"What to do?"

Rubbing his brow, Zhang Xuan was full of frustration.

Other spirit beasts, after a beating and a sweet date, would directly submit, but this guy was different—preferring death to submission!

Though he spoke harshly, he couldn't actually kill him.

Once dead, who had sent him and why he had ambushed the many master teachers would become an unsolved case. As long as those alien spirit race members were still around, the Master Teacher Academy would be in great danger.

Even if he didn't care about others, as long as he was still in the Master Teacher Academy, he didn't want to be secretly schemed against.

"How about this... I'll heal his injuries first, then you beat him again, and see if we can make him yield!"

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Xuan came up with a plan. Flipping his wrist, he took out a gourd of wine and infused it with true qi.

Since the last incident, he had learned that using wine to conceal the Heavenly Dao true qi was very convenient, so he had bought many wine gourds and carried them on him.

He poured the wine from the gourd over the Purple Sun Beast. After an hour, its external injuries fully recovered. He was only at the Bridge Heaven realm now; Heavenly Dao true qi easily healed injuries of the same level, but healing those of a Saint was not so easy.

After the external injuries were completely healed, he had four puppets pin down its limbs, two puppets pry open its mouth, and forcibly poured half a gourd down its throat.

After continuously pouring in four or five gourds, taking nearly an hour, its internal injuries were fully restored.

"Alright... continue beating!"

Seeing that the guy's injuries had recovered, Zhang Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Since he couldn't kill him, he would take it slow.

Aren't you going to get hurt? Then I'll heal you, and after healing, continue. So on and so forth, one day you won't be able to hold out!

"Roar!"

Hearing the order, the puppets all had excited eyes, charged forward with roars, and wildly beat him again.

Soon, the Purple Sun Sacred Beast was again swollen all over and on the verge of death.

He again expended true qi to heal its injuries, and when it was almost healed, he continued the brutal beating.

After three consecutive rounds, the Purple Sun Sacred Beast's eyes were dim, and it was utterly hopeless.

However, it still didn't say a word about the alien spirit race, showing great loyalty to its master.

"Let's stop here for today..."

Looking up and seeing the sun beginning to set, Zhang Xuan knew that if he didn't hurry back, he wouldn't pass today's assessment, so he reluctantly stopped the beating.

After折腾了大半天, he hadn't even made one sacred beast yield—how frustrating.

Indeed, this guy wasn't even afraid of death, so what use was it to mention flaws?

If one fears not death, what is there to fear?

Continuing to torment would be a waste of time; he could only wear the other down and see when it would yield.

After all, he had plenty of time.

"This guy is so big; I can't exactly carry him on my shoulder, can I?"

Whether he went back or not, he definitely had to take this guy with him, but... how to carry such a big fellow?

He could carry him, but... this was a sacred beast. If others found out it had been beaten so badly, the matter of the ruthless man and the puppets might be uncovered.

Involving the alien spirit race, it was better to be cautious.

Besides, he had just arrived at the Master Teacher Academy; it was best to keep a low profile and not make a big fuss so that everyone knew he could even kill a sacred beast.

"Although the Thousand Ant Beehive is a bit small, if I roll this guy up, I should be able to stuff him in..."

Measuring, Zhang Xuan stroked his chin.

This Purple Sun Beast was somewhat similar to an ape-like spirit beast; though its size was not small, if it tucked its head between its legs, curled up, and tied with a rope, it might fit into the beehive about two meters in diameter.

In his previous life, some people who were very good at yoga could easily squeeze into a small fish tank.

"Let's try!"

Without hesitation, he took out a piece of spirit beast hide from his storage ring, cut it into a rope with the Ice Rain Sword, and handed it to the puppets.

The puppets again beat the Purple Sun Beast half to death, rolled it up, tied it with the rope, stepped on it, and pulled it tight a few times.

After all, the other party was a sacred beast with strong vitality, and with his true qi nourishing it, it wasn't easy to die.

After circling around and finding it could fit, Zhang Xuan flipped his wrist, took out the beehive, and with a thought, stowed it inside.

Bang!

Inside the beehive, the Thousand Ant Bee Queen was instantly squeezed against the edge of the hive, her face pressed against it, twisted, and her body contorted into a distorted "大" shape, nearly shattered.

She was slightly smaller than a human, and originally living comfortably in the two-meter-diameter beehive, but with the Purple Sun Beast coming in, she was squeezed to the point of vomiting.

Fortunately, her physical condition was not bad; otherwise, she might have been crushed to death on the spot.

"Alright, hold on for a while. Once I find a place to stay, I'll let you out!"

Knowing it was cramped inside, Zhang Xuan apologized somewhat embarrassedly.

Whether taking out the Purple Sun Beast or the Thousand Ant Bee Queen, both would be shocking. It was better to let them squeeze in there for now and wait until he reached his own residence.

Putting the beehive back into his storage ring, he looked down, and with a grab of his palm, two storage rings fell into his hand.

These were the ones the flying spirit beast had snatched from "Brother Yu" and Feng Wu.

The Purple Sun Beast had been beaten half to death by the puppets, so the rings had naturally fallen off long ago. With his Insight Eye, Zhang Xuan found them easily. He pointed a finger, and a drop of blood merged into them.

The soul imprints on them had long been erased by the Purple Sun Beast, so they could be claimed directly.

"So many spirit beast inner cores... That should be enough for me to pass and win the bet. Looks like I don't need to continue hunting!"

Sweeping his spirit sense, he immediately found many spirit beast inner cores.

This Brother Yu and Feng Wu, using Beast Scale Incense and Tracking Mice, had hunted many solitary spirit beasts, and their rings were quite bountiful.

Passing the assessment was a given; the other side had lost these, and in half a day, it wouldn't be easy for them to hunt that many again. It could be said that the bet was already won.

Not only that, the mid-grade spirit stones inside added up to several thousand, and various treasures, even formations, were all available, extremely wealthy.

"These two guys are really rich, but that's good—it can solve an urgent need!"

He was currently a bit poor, and obtaining these two storage rings could solve many problems.

As for returning them...

Are you kidding!

It wasn't that he had robbed them; after spending so much effort to beat the Purple Sun Beast like that, getting a ring as a reward was nothing.

Whoosh!

Just as he was about to put the rings into his pocket, he suddenly thought of something. Flipping his palm, a jade talisman appeared in his hand.

Radiant with light, crystal clear—it was the Air Strike Talisman that "Brother Yu" had used to bet with him!

He had checked it in the library before; it was indeed a good item, of considerable value.

He had thought he would only get it after winning the bet, but unexpectedly, it had come into his hands like this.

"With this, even if a Saint realm primary stage ambushes me, I won't be afraid!"

Smiling slightly, he placed it close to his body.

Back then, his Dragon Scale Protective Talisman had saved him several times; this item was even better than that. Carrying it on him meant that even if ambushed by a Saint realm primary stage expert, he would be safe.

As long as he survived the ambush and reacted, releasing the ruthless man and the puppets, the situation would surely reverse.

"Too bad that Tracking Mouse wasn't caught..."

Putting away the rings and various treasures, Zhang Xuan shook his head with slight regret, thinking of that Tracking Mouse.

This thing could track spirit beasts or other items based on traces; it was truly a rare treasure.

That flying spirit beast had only taken the rings and hadn't caught this thing, probably because it saw it as a spirit beast and let it go.

Once the Tracking Mouse was out of control, with its sensitive nose, catching it again was almost impossible.

"Time to go back!"

After looking around the hut and finding no more treasures, Zhang Xuan, somewhat disappointed, put away the puppets and the ruthless man, and flew straight down the mountain.

After beating the Purple Sun Beast, he had the Thousand Ant Bee Queen send a message to the flying spirit beast to release the many master teachers. Once the siege was lifted, with the master teachers' abilities, hunting a few to pass should be easy.

No need to worry.

After all, he was also here for the trial; he wasn't a saint. If they were killed by spirit beasts in a siege, it could only be considered their lack of skill, and he had no obligation or responsibility to save them.

Activating the Red Dust Stepping Heaven Steps, he moved very fast. Passing several valleys, there were indeed signs of battle, with both spirit beasts and master teachers suffering losses, but probably not too severe.

Within acceptable limits.

Flying all the way, he also encountered a few reckless spirit beasts, all of which he killed with a single punch and collected their inner cores.

Soon, he arrived at the foot of the mountain. Seeing figures ahead gathering, he found a secluded spot to land, then followed behind the crowd toward the mountain base.