In the midst of the conversation, Taiyi Zhenren picked up a lotus root.

"Xiaoyi, take a look," he said.

"In order to welcome you, Senior Brother has specially picked these lotus roots from the Wulian Pool for you."

"You must try them, don't disappoint your Senior Brother."

After speaking, Taiyi Zhenren handed the lotus root to me.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.

Fire dates, immortal apricots, and white lotus roots are all extraordinary, extremely precious items.

Three fire dates, back then, allowed Nezha to obtain the three-headed, eight-armed Dharma body.

Two immortal apricots even enabled Lei Zhenzi to undergo a complete change of body.

That white lotus root was even more indescribably wonderful – it was what Nezha used to reshape his flesh body.

My Senior Brothers were expressing great goodwill, so I couldn't refuse.

With some celestial wine, I swallowed them all in one gulp.

After three cups of wine, I began to feel a bit weak.

Unknowingly, I slowly collapsed to the ground, drifting into a deep sleep.

"Master Uncle, Master Uncle, please wake up, wake up soon."

There came a voice echoing in my ears.

After a moment of listening, I recognized it as Lei Zhenzi's voice.

At the same time, his face, covered in devilish patterns, appeared in my mind.

I felt a sudden panic, but I was already awake, and Lei Zhenzi was right in front of me.

His eyes were a burning red, locked onto mine.

Just as I was about to scream, Lei Zhenzi covered my mouth with his large hand.

"Master Uncle, don't alarm them. These people are not our original masters or uncles."

As for Lei Zhenzi at this moment, he was even more terrifying than before.

Not only did his face have devilish patterns all over it, but there were even thorns growing out and some kind of unknown substance enveloping it.

I looked at his frighteningly protruding sharp teeth and furrowed my brows, slowly nodding.

At this moment, footsteps could be heard in the distant.

I turned to see, and it was Yang Jian, brandishing a weapon.

Lei Zhenzi met his gaze, and Yang Jian nodded in response.

Seeing this, Lei Zhenzi slowly got up and gestured for me to follow him.

I looked around, and the senior brothers were now seated with closed eyes.

If anything went wrong, a single shout from me would bring salvation.

Thinking this, I slowly got up and followed him.

Unbeknownst to me, Senior Brother Guangcheng's cave was incredibly deep and we walked for a long time without reaching the end.

"Master Uncle, do you smell that?" Yang Jian spoke up as we continued ahead.

I sniffed lightly and inexplicably detected a strange scent of meat.

It was at this point that I couldn't help but wonder.

Aside from me, all the senior brothers of Kunlun Mountain were virtuous practitioners and at their level of practice, they had no need for food.

They could survive on the essence of the sun and moon, and at most, they ate some immortal fruits and divine nectars, as eating meat was of no benefit to them.

Gradually, we reached the end of the path.

A large tripod stood quietly here.

Beneath the tripod, flames burned fiercely.

The waves of meat fragrance emanated from the cauldron.

Yang Jian looked at me, shifting his gaze to signal me to go and check it out.

After pondering for a long while, I moved forward.

As I got closer, the smell became even stronger, even mixed with a strong scent of blood.

As I leaned in, the blood water inside the cauldron churned.

A few pieces of lotus root floated and sank in the boiling water.

Just as I was perplexed, two dark objects emerged from the water.

Gurgling, the two heads of Nezha's surfaced from the water, their four eyes still bloodshot, staring right at me.

Lotus root? Could it be that what I had eaten earlier was…

At that thought, I suddenly felt a chill down my spine.

Without paying any attention to Yang Jian and Lei Zhenzi beside me, I walked back quickly.

At this point, the other senior brothers were still asleep, with only one of them slowly rising.

"Xiaoyi, did you see all that?"