Watch out Chicken

Chapter 4

Bi De knows anger. One of the red ones had made his Great Master upset . It nearly killed one of the Great Master Teacher herds, somehow managing to sneak past it. He barely sounded the alarm in time, his voice berating the rotten smuggler.

But this red one, this vile beast, is skilled. It danced around his punch, and even, the horror of horror, dodged the spurs of the Great Master, which he used to tame the earth. In all other cases, his iron spurs had become a death order. With one insulting blow, he hit everyone else.

But not for this one.

At first, he was stunned almost to the point of spewing blood. Why isn't his Great Master chasing after him? He could easily kill the smuggler, this demon, if he directed his full and terrible anger towards him.

He did not understand, but he knew his Great Master had wisdom that far surpassed his wisdom.

Three times, the fulspawn attempted to take what was rightfully the Great Master. Three times, the mighty blow of the Great Master missed.

He even gave it the name of a hellhole: Stale Bu Shi . Bi De shuddered every time he heard it. The words of his Great Master's strength contained a virtuous and wise wisdom.

But now, he understands. He had discovered the riddle that his Great Master had set before him. His Great Teacher once again bought his car cage. He remembered vaguely, before he was enlightened, traveling to this blessed land above the mighty fortress of.

Some of his master's supplies have been exhausted. He wanted to go back to another place, so that the people there could pay homage to His glory.

But to travel outside, he had to leave his home. With only Bi De as his guardian.

And he's not strong enough. His weakness was preventing his master from living up to his will. That's not acceptable.

He has been given a challenge, in the continuity of the existence of Basi Bu Shi. It's a hard task to prove its worth against the bad guys.

So he multiplied his efforts. His kick took on new energy. Her dance, new grace. He would kill this mighty enemy, and gain the trust of his Great Master.

The Great Pillar of Fa Ram.

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Well, a little more until I get back to Verdant Hill. I had to take the chickens with me, so they weren't all eaten. I might end up having to deal with Basil Brush. I was a bit lazy about it, just chasing him and hoping he would get his message, but he became persistent.

I squinted at Big D when I finished dressing the fox skin.

Long ago…. Did my fucking cock do a training montage?

I saw his amazingly sharp kick a little longer.

I shook my head. Well, I've spent too long alone. Humanizing him too much. Or it's just the world's bullshit of cultivators.

All right, tomorrow I'll hunt down Basil.

Hehe. Boom Bom .

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Tonight, he was going to kill the evil Basi Bu Shi.

Tonight, it will be his glory—or his death. Both are acceptable. If he fell in this battle, it only proved that he was unworthy to continue to suffer from his Great Master.

He went into the night, jumping from tree to tree in silence. And there, he found his quarry.

In silence, Bi De went down, and he attacked. His legs whipped with great force, and his enemy growled in pain.

He attacked again to suppress his advantage, but Basi Bu Shi was worthy to infuriate his master, the lithe creature shot away, but with a deep scar on its flesh that spurted blood.

Bi De saw it, in the eyes of his sworn enemy. Consciousness sparks. Angry sparks.

This one also knows .

The enemy did not run away. It knew he had not called his Great Master. It knew it could make him low here.

Their silent dance begins.

His legs and feet pierced through the night air, as he flipped and ran around his enemy's razor teeth and clawed at his claws.

It tried to attack him with its limbs, to damage his footing and push him to earth, but he had grown wise with this beast trick, avoiding it when he could, but he had grown wise with the trick of this beast, and take a punch to get some distance when he can't.

The two red vortexes chased each other between the trees, bouncing off the trees, and leaving scratches on the forest floor.

Bi De felt like he had won. He equally matched this one– no, he dared to consider himself superior. His nose was slit, one of his ears tattered. The Tajinya is deep red.

But the bad guy can also have tricks. It raised its limbs, to strike another punch, sending its wings broken to redirect the momentum of the punch.

He was late to see the radiance of satisfaction.

His claws instead slammed, launching the evil one forward, and the vile Basi Bu Shi into a red ribbon, trailing behind the open jaw.

Teeth fell on his wings. The evil one shook his head viciously, and then threw him across the open, to be slammed into a tree.

It was a pain like no other. He almost shouted, he almost called his Great Master, but he rejected it. This was his test, and he refused to fail.

He staggered to get up, his legs trembling with effort. But it was futile.

Basi Bu Shi escorted him to earth with his mighty claws. He laughed at defeating the Great Master's disciple. He enjoyed his victory.

Bi De was only shameless, as he lay there, pinned to the bottom of the earth. He could not return his Great Master Blessing. He could never repay her. All he could do was stare at the night sky with torment.

An enormous crescent moon appeared in his view. It was his favorite phase of the celestial object, and he always pondered it when it showed its most perfect shape. It looked like the spurs of his mighty master– or the useless and weak ones of his own.

Ah, how he wanted a powerful weapon to kill bad people.

The Crescent Moon looms.

Bi De, in his final moments, contemplated the glory of the moon.

Bi De, in his last moments, understood.

He guided his energy and intentions properly. A blade of light, pure as the moon above, emerged from his limbs.